The Goat

This is all pure fantasy. Email me if you liked the story. This is my first submission to the nifty archives.

All the usual disclaimers -- if you really don't like reading stories involving men and boys having sex, then why are you here?

The Goat - Part 2

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What the fuck did I do? Half an hour ago I sent an email to a total stranger, with my full first and last names, pictures of myself both face and body, naked and dressed, and my phone number...! And now he was nowhere!!! I was sitting at my computer, totally naked, horny as I have probably never been in my entire life, and I was waiting for a reply from this guy I've never met in real life. And now there was no reply. And he wasn't in the chatroom either! I kept hitting the "Check Mail" button. I was refreshing the page, even clearing the cache content of my browser, to no avail.

I had sent him 5 pictures of myself, that's how badly he horned me up during our one-hour-long chat...!

I checked my "Sent" folder to make sure my email actually reached him. It was there, clearly. With the five images...!!! A face pic and a full body pic of me standing by lake Ella in Tallahassee. And then 3 pictures that "meatandpotato", a TOP that used to fuck me back in Atlanta took of me, during that one time when he brought two of his friends to my place. One of the pictures showed clearly how meatanpotato's black, thick cock was pulling out of my cunt, pulling my ass walls out with his mushroom-headed cock. The pic wasn't 100 percent sharp, so my few pucker hairs ended up blurred out of the pic as if photoshopped; and my ass looked rather TOTALLY smooth. But it showed my buns, round and firm. And it showed that my ass was small. I always liked the attention I was getting in bathhouses because of that. At age 22, I was able to fit in girl panties size 2, and men fucking loved that...!

Another pic was meatandpotato behind me, while I was on my hands and knees. He was clearly fucking me in the pic and I was slurping on another black cock, who was kneeling on the bed in front of me.

And then there was "that" third pic. it was me, clearly full front face, with two big black cocks on each side of my face. I was holding both cocks in my hands and one of them was JUST gushing a load! Both cocks were longer than my boyish face, and a black hand was tangled in my blonde curly hair. It was truly a fluke for a cheap camera, but it was an awesome, sharp, crisp pic! A string of cum had just landed, barely below my lower lip and was hanging there, and another stream was in the air, going into my open, half drooling mouth!!! I probably doomed myself by having sent that picture to this guy...! Fuck, fuck, fuck! He could check to whom that cell phone number belonged (my mom), and check my data, and them he could make a simple 2 plus 2, and he would have me by my balls...! Fucking al', how could I be such an irresponsible bitch...???

And then my cell rang! OMG...! Restricted number, it showed. I picked it up and let it ring two times, before hitting the green button...

• "Hello?", I inquired, almost losing my voice.

• "Hey, bitch! I decided to call you, because there is some news for ya!", I heard him say. It was HIM...!

I started clearing my throat, as if about to say something, when he interrupted:

• "Listen, bitch! Do NOT say a thing! And listen FUCKING carefully to what I'm gonna tell ya, coz I won't be repeating!", he said with a firm voice. He was as DOMINANT in voice as he was in the chatroom. My knees started to shake even tho I had been sitting on that damn chair, butt-naked, for more than two hours by now...

• "There were some changes, and the owner of the ranch called me as soon as he good those pics forwarded... You are gonna ask for leave tonight from work, and you gonna take the 9:25 AM plane to Miami. I'll wait for you at the airport, and I'll drive you up to the ranch! I am sending you an email NOW with the details! Read it and make sure you fucking show up!"

And just like that, he hung up...! WOW! Tomorrow? An email coming my way? The owner of the ranch called him as soon as he saw my pics??? OMG, this was getting crazy! 9:25 AM? Fuck, I need to pack? Fuck, all my clothes are in the laundry bag. Do I need clothes? I stood up, and ran to the toilet. I was shitting. I barely made it to the toilet seat, and my bowels were throwing out everything...! OMG, OMG, OMG! I need to sleep, it's past midnight!!! I won't be able to fucking sleep! Wait!!! The email! I was getting an email, with details. Damn, I was pushing my guts out, I need to get back to the computer quick...!!!

When I finally reached the computer, the email was there. I noticed my hands shaking as I clicked on the subject line. I read the email:

RE: GOAT FOR USE

---message body---

All right, goat boi, you a fucking lucky cunt. The party is ON for you, but there is two little changes:

One is that you are not gonna come over on Friday afternoon, but rather tomorrow early. I attached your booking number in a PDF file, print it out and pick up the boarding pass on the counter at the airport. Don't bring luggage, don't pack. We've got here everything you need.

The other one is that Simon also called me, and he wants to throat fuck you too. So we are bringing you in early, to make sure we make it happen. Trust me and go along, you'll love it so badly you'll wish you could live forever down here!

Do NOT wear anything weird, and do not get any attention by being sexy while traveling. Do not jack off tonight. If you fail to show up then don't bother to answer this email...

Oh, and one more thing. Two of the guys, two brothers who are actually twins have their 50th birthday on Thursday, so I will set you up for a birthday gift for them; that's aside of the party... Just make sure you do NOT disappoint them, their are New Yorkers and they are from Sicily...!

Me

---end of message body---

WOW, WOW, WOW! I couldn't believe my fucking eyes! I was gonna go there Wednesday morning, instead of Friday afternoon? My head was spinning! Simon was gonna throat-fuck me??? But he was 13 inches long, and thick like a bottle of wine, he said!!! Two twin daddy TOP MASTERS have their fucking birthday and I am the fucking gift??? And they are from where, again...? Did he say Sicily? What the fuck is that? Isn't that the island where the Mafia comes from...??? Shit, I am in deep shit!

And so -after reading the email some 20 more times- I went to sleep, half in despair, half in disarray, and still totally naked, and hornier than a whore on coke.

==============================

Next morning, after landing in Miami I went straight to the meeting point, skipping the baggage claim hall. Almost as soon as I got there, a big, really big man in jeans and a open-chested white cotton shirt walked up to me, and simply said:

• "Walk next to me, don't say a word, and follow me!"

The effect was almost as if he had hit me in my stomach, and I obeyed as if my life depended on it. He had an amazing tan, as far as I dared to look at him, and his shoulders were really broad. We went straight to the Dolphin Garage, and soon he pointed to a black van, as we walked towards it. He pulled out a key chain, and hinted with his chin for me to go around and climb into his van on the right side. And we drove off... As soon as we hit I-95, he spoke:

• "All right, goat! Welcome to South Florida! I am going to set you up in your room first, then we have an appointment with a friend of mine, he needs to check your teeth and mouth. After that I'll let you have the day for yourself, bitch!", he said as if rehearsed. I didn't dare to say a word against anything he might have in mind, and I only stuttered:

• "Thank you, Sir!" in my mind I was wondering if he would make me suck his cock right there on the highway, but then I realized that he wasn't going to get into stupid, risky games. Not his style. He was a REAL DOM. How silly of me even thinking about that! And then he smiled:

• "We have a very nice room for you, goat; you're gonna love it! Comes with a cool water dispenser, a smoothie maker, a private garden where u can soak in the sun naked without being seen by anyone, and a private TV circuit with 4 channels! Bed, smokes, poppers, it's all there, boi! And the bath tub comes with a dildo-seat for deep cleanup!"

WOW, a "dildo-seat" in the bath tub? I had to see that!!! Yummmy, I was already glad I was there. This man had no horns on his forehead, no green skin, and no devil's tail. I began feeling safe in the seat next to his, and I was glad I overpowered my instinct to not to fly down, and forego the whole thing...!

• "Sir, I wanted to thank you for giving me this chance to...!", I began stuttering...

• "Shut the fuck up, goat bitch! The less words you utter, the less you will put your pathetic ass in trouble!", he interrupted me almost sadistically! His tone of voice made me realize I had to re-evaluate my feelings about him and my entire situation. He started turning into a smaller, paved road that was running along a man-made lake. Then he turned into an even smaller road, that led to a building that looked like a faceless block of cement. No windows, and one entrance. The building was surrounded by palms and overgrown hedges. He pressed a button and a garage door went up, and he drove inside and turned off the engine of his black van. He told me:

• "Step out, leave the door of the van open, and undress. Leave ALL the clothes on the seat of the van. Cell phone too. You have 120 seconds, goat!" I looked at the watch, it was noon.

Shit, I have never undressed so fast. As I stood there, butt-naked I realized he looked at me. He probably checked out my smaller than average cock, and understood why I was not good at winning any conversation. He must also have noticed my ass cheeks, because I heard him whistle to himself when I bent slightly to pull down my white briefs... As soon as I was buck-naked, he pointed to a door at the end of the garage. So I went to the door, opened it and followed the path of the corridor that I had in front of me. He was about 2 yards behind me and I realized he was taking his belt off his pants, but I didn't dare to turn around... At the end of the corridor there was one door and after a second of hesitation I opened it. A light room was in front of me, in some weird hexagonal shape. There was a bed and I could see that the room had a sort of balcony or walk-out veranda, and a huge bathroom. I also saw an oversized TV set, and two machines that looked like soda dispensers, against one of the walls...

As soon as he was inside the room behind me, he told me to stop. Then he told me that I was to keep his belt. He told me I had to give that belt to anyone who was dissatisfied with me, in any moment from now until I would go back to Tallahassee. And I was to get on my knees at the side of the bed, and offer my ass, spreading my cheeks with both hands. And I was to beg that person to whip me with the belt, with whichever side that person chose to whip me, buckle end or leathery end.

• "It is important that whomever you have angered gets direct access to flog your shithole with this belt! If you don't spread your hole properly for a flogging, we will insert a stainless steel spreader in there and that will hurt more!", he added. I froze inside my guts. Then he made it worse:

• "Every time the belt hits your sphincter, you will thank whomever is beating you! Is that understood, goat?"

• "Y... yes, S... ir!", I managed to whisper...

• "Good. Glad we get along so nice! Now..." he turned around, suddenly smiling with the fact we were "getting along so well". Then he continued:

• "...this machine here is your water dispenser. For the machine to dispense water you need to pull this side handle", he began to explain. I hadn't even notice that side handle, and my eyes opened wide when I began to understand the system as he went on explaining:

• "Once you pull the handle down, a dildo will come out from the lower part of the machine. It comes with sensors. If you get to sit on the cock in the next ten seconds, it will stay there, if not it will go back inside the machine and you have to pull the handle again. And you will probably fall square on your ass. Once the sensors detect that the dildo is ALL inside your cunt, there will be another nifty thing coming out of here...", he pointed to the front part of the machine.

• "You have to suckle on it, for your water supply. It is about two quarts of water, so you will need to sit many times on that dildo if you feel thirsty. Besides you need to keep the handle down, and this other green button pressed as well, so your hands are busy... perfect for a squatting sit-on-a-cock exercise...!!!" He was all smiles!!!

OMFG. They designed a machine that would have me fuck myself to get water??? My mouth was open in surprise, and he loved it. He then continued with his explanation:

• "This other machine is the same like the water machine, except it serves smoothies. And it comes with a timer. Which means you can only pull the handle once every hour. I suggest you train on the water machine before you use this one..."

Fucking shit! I was going to be in that room until Friday? Two days and a half, and then a night-long party...??? Shit, I had to learn to use those two machines quickly! But then he added the worst part of it:

• "One more thing, cunt! The smoothie machine will ONLY dispense smoothies if the upper dildo is all inside your mouth. Well... your throat, coz it's longer than your mouth cavity... But don't worry, I'll be here around 5 PM to pick you up for your dentist appointment...!"

And with that he slammed the door closed! Fuck! Only his belt remained there, on the bed. My cell phone was gone, and so were all my clothes.

I turned around. I began to examine the room, all by myself now. At least in flesh; I was sure he was watching me on some camera somehow. Or maybe all of them. I walked to the bathroom. OMG! A gigantic dildo was encased in the middle of the bath tub. It looked like a rather luxurious bathroom, and I saw several bottles of what must have been shampoo and stuff like that, attached to the wall... I wondered if there was a trick there too, sucking a dildo to get a squirt of shampoo...? I'd know soon enough, I said to myself...

I walked to the wall-sized window that separated the room from the veranda, and I noticed that sliding the glass doors made streams of hot air gush into my air-conditioned room, so I closed the doors back quickly. I saw that the veranda had a beach chair and big beach ball, and its wooden walls would protect me from viewers if I decided to soak up the sun. Just like he had told me! Nice!

So then I tried to organize my mind. He said around 5 he would be here to pick me up. It was probably around 12:30 or 12:45. I had time for a shower, see if there were dirty tricks in that bathtub. As I showered, I lowered myself onto the humongous semi-rigid dildo and began to push my anus against the round skin colored head. That monster was at least as thick as my arm, and the head was even thicker. And it stood some 14-puls inches tall... Water was running all over me, and shampoo was plentiful.... No, there were no tricks, I realized. He would have told me, I began to conclude. Good! Just as the oversized head began to open the lips of my boi-pussy, I felt that I should check out if there was poppers in the room as he promised! I got up, and walked -all wet- to the bed, and checked out the first drawer of the nightstand. Nothing. I opened the second one. A note was in there:

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Rush available on water dispensing sequences: 3 - 6 - 9 - 12 - 20 and every multiple of 10 after that. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

What the fuck? I didn't understand. I had to get a sip of water successfully three times in order to get a bottle of poppers? Damn you, and your tricks!!! I looked at the machine. All black, a black and red handle on one side, a mechanic drawer down below, a green button on the other side, and another big "drawer" or opening on the front, at about my waist's height.

OK, so how would I tackle that? I approached the machine, even forgetting I was wet and the water was running in the bath tub.

Let's see... I pulled the handle, and to my surprise the lower drawer started to slide out, right in front of my feet. Immediately I spread my legs open to not to get pushed by the mechanism, and then I saw that the green button started to flash. OK, OK. I used my right hand to keep that button pressed, while my left hand was on the handle. With my legs still spreading, I was looking at the drawer sliding out, below and under my legs. Then I noticed that the drawer had a 10 inch plastic cock, full of veins impaled on a metal rod, right in the middle of the drawer's base. So I would have to squat down, and keep my hands on the button and the handle. Shit... As soon as the sliding movement of the drawer stopped, there was a beeping sound, the countdown had began... He told me ten seconds, right? OK, OK, I squatted fast trying to impale myself on it! Involuntarily I lost my touch on the green button, and there was a sudden clunk, a longer beep and a red light from the top of the machine. The fucking drawer began to slide in; there was no force on earth to keep that shit from sliding back inside! Fuck! OK, no losing the green button next time, I said to myself. I waited till the whole machine calmed down, still getting familiar with its noises and beeps and flashes...

Then I pulled the handle again. I spread my legs, hands on handle and button. I was getting ready to lower myself as soon as the movement would stop. Bam! It stopped! I squatted! I pushed! Shit, the head just would not pop up my ass! Fuck, Com'on! I was pushing harder and harder, and then I felt the head break my boi cunt.... Arrghhhhh! I lost both hands from their locations, the green button began flashing, the handle jumped back up, and the drawer began sliding back inside the DAMN MACHINE with the cock head stuck inside my pussy!

Oh, no! I scrambled to get up, and just as I tried to gain balance to pull myself off that thick head, I slipped! The rubber cock went up my ass, halfway inside; making me see stars, and my legs went to the roof side as I tried to get my hands on the wet floor. I needed to be able to get back on my feet! And the thing was slowly sliding in, dragging me with it! I realized that my balls were like 9 or 10 inches away from the part of the machine that would just either smash them or cut them, if I didn't get off that cock! Oh, no! Oh, no!

A second later I had my legs back on the ground, as well as my hands. I was in an awkward position where I was on all fours, but upwards, instead of belly downwards; and that's when the plastic head popped out of my cunt, leaving another painful "Argggh!" feeling in my guts...

This was getting way harder than I thought! I got up, and began sweating, partly because of the scare the machine gave me, and partly because of the cravings for cock I just experimented. That cock head popping in and out just made my lungs gasp for oxygen... I need to smart out this machine! I was walking around and studying it! Then it dawned on me! I had shampoo! I didn't see lube anywhere but there was shampoo in the bathroom! And then I also realized I left the water running all this time. I poured a handful of shampoo on my right hand, and then pushed one, two and then three fingers up my ass, trying to flood it with shampoo. I thought I might use the oversized dildo glued to the bathtub center for opening purposes, but for that size I needed poppers, otherwise it would be too painful... so I was caught in some sort of a viscous circle, a catch 22...

Anyways, I walked back to the water machine, and spread my legs. Shampoo was leaking down my legs from my hole. I grabbed the handle, and pulled hard. I placed my right hand on the green button. The sliding began. The rubber cock was coming out, until it was right below me. As soon as the sliding stopped, and the beeping began, I went down on the cock. Bam! In one shot!

Arggggghhhh! Shiiiiit, that hurt! I screamed, almost in a girly voice from so much and so sudden pain... But somehow I managed to hold on to the handle, and to the button. I was impaled on the cock! YAY!!! I am a good whore, I can handle that fucking machine!!!

...I was looking at the machine... Would the upper part open up, so I get my water??? The beeping was getting more intense... 7... 8... I realized I wasn't low enough on that cock, I had to impale myself even further... 9... I pushed.... 10... The flashing began and the drawer began to slide in.... SHIT!!!! Quick, get off the fucking beast machine....!!! I held on to the handle, something I didn't do the time before, and used it to partly pull myself off the cock, as my entire body, skewered on the rod like a shish kebab, was getting closer and closer to the machine... And that's how I managed to slide myself off the cock. The only hurdle was getting off the head, every time that head would push inside me or out I was seeing stars and birds flying around my forehead... I really, really needed the poppers now!

OK, I told myself. Now I know how deep I need to get on it (I hope), and now I know how to stand up fast and get off the cock impaled inside my pussy. So now I was determined to succeed. I would never fail on it again, I promised to myself... But my ass was leaking shampoo and ass juices, and I realized that when I saw the rubber cock slide out next time... It was brown along one edge, and all slimy from top to bottom. Arghhh! Never mind, I said. And so I forced myself onto the slimy shit-coated rubber cock as fast and as deep as I could, and by the time the beeping reached 5 I was so far down on it, I suddenly saw a portion of the front of the machine, right in front of my face, slide open. A smaller, black dildo was sliding out. Right in front of me! After it just about reached my face, it stopped. And all the beeping stopped.

There was an odd silence!!! No noise, no movement! I slowly opened my mouth and sucked on the black dildo, and wow, water was coming into my mouth through its piss-slit!!!!

• "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, delicious water...!" I sucked on it but soon realized it would only give me about a quart or two of water. In order to survive I would need to suck on that machine at least six times a day. It meant I was in for a good fuckhole training... These guys really knew how to prepare their GOATS FOR USE...

to be continued...