Date: Thu, 10 Oct 2013 17:37:12 -0700 (PDT) From: Clay Bottom Subject: Picked Up a Hitcher 14 Picked Up a Hitcher 14 Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a Variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. All characters depicted are above 18 years of age. If any of this content is Offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do not proceed. Mark mouth fucked me with his cock and ass fucked me with a toy on my 1st day back in Memphis at his apartment. Mark "Swish that tasty breakfast around in your mouth. You can swallow what does not sick to your mouth pussy walls and tongue. You can take a shower here before you go to work to clean up your body, but your mouth says coated with my jizz. You are going to taste me all morning till my ball juice is absorbed into you. The butt plug stays in your other fuck hole too. I want you to feel it and remember your place every time you move. At your break time and at lunch, you will close your office door and fuck you boi twat for 5 minutes with the butt plug I left in your cunt. That should keep you horny and eager to service any Man I say. Don't worry about lube, you can freshen the toy up with your mouth to get it wet. FUCK YEA that will look hot! Go from your twat to you pussy mouth then back to your twat. You're going to video yourself and send me the clip as soon as your break is over so I know you are an obedient pussyboi. Here is a key to my apartment. Be here every morning at 6AM with coffee and ready to service me." I needed to cum so bad, and I was near a panic attack as I left Mark's apartment. How was I going to get through the day? I had to concentrate on keep my boi twat lips tight so the butt plug would stay in place as I walked. I had a toy in ass at the seminar in Dallas, but Morgan had I locked in place with a harness that time. I felt the toy move in me with every step, and it made me want real cock and to cum. In two and an half hours, I would be forced to pull the butt plug out and stick it in my mouth then back to my boi pussy. Fucking myself with a butt toy at work with only a thin office door to hide behind. In 2 hours and 45 minutes, I will send Master Mark a clip of me fucking my holes with the glass butt plug in front of my desk. How did I get myself into this? Yea, I wanted to give Mark a BJ from the 1st time I saw him at our job years ago, but I was cool about it. How did I become a cock slave to be used and humiliated, and why don't I stop it? I could feel the hard unyielding glass hole stretcher move in me every time my car hit a pot hole or crossed a RR track. I had let my sphincter relax a little on the drive from Presidency Island to my Job out east. The plug nearly fell out as I was getting out of my car. I had to reach around quickly to push the fat part back past my lips. That had to look like I was trying to finger my ass through my suite pants. I hoped like hell no one was looking my way. Now I was even more paranoid. As I walled to my office, I kept my hole clinched tight and tried to use my ass cunt muscles to pull the glass tormentor farther inside me. What could I possible say to someone who saw a butt plug fall out of my pants leg? I have sighed and half moaned as I sat down and my desk and the seat pushed the toy slightly deeper into my ass pussy. Mark and Morgan had called my mouth and ass a pussy so many different ways, even I started thinking of my ass a just a pussy to be fucked. The low grade pleasure and pain coming from the butt plug reinforced that thinking. The 1st thing I did was e-mail my resume to Mark and Morgan's company just like I was ordered to do. I did not have a new job yet, and I was way behind on my work after being gone for a week, so I stared plowing through paper work to get my mind off what I had to do at break time, but every time I moved in my chair, I could feel the pink glass ass pacifier in my boi twat. After about an hour I had to piss like crazy. Marks recycled coffee had made its way through me. I dreaded going to the toilet. With my cock in chastity, I was afraid to piss at urinal like a man. If my aim was bad I would piss all over my pants and the floor, so I squatted on the toilet to piss like a bitch. This took two hands, one to hold the plug in my cunt and one to point my caged cock down. I felt so fucking low. In the stall of a public rest room, I was pushing a butt plug in my hole. I knew what Morgan and Mark would want me to do now, and that somehow that made me want it, so when my piss stopped, leaned forward and pulled the toy almost completely out of my cunt, the rapidly pushed back in to the hilt. Before I could stop myself, I moaned too loud. I know the other men in the rest room must have heard me. After another hour and fifteen minutes of meaningless charts, graphs and PowerPoint slides, my phone rang. I knew it was Morgan, because the pic on my phone was of a pale purple cockhead pissing into my mouth. Morgan "Hello faggot. We received you resume. This is your phone interview. My 1st question is simple. Is your office door open? Good keep it open during this interview. Do you have anything in your cunt right now? Me "Yes" Morgan "What is it?" Me "You know. A toy." Morgan "How the fuck would I know what a fagot keeps in his snatch at the office. Describe it to me" My breathing became fast and I could feel my heart racing. How could I answer? My friends might hear. How could I say it? Me "Aha Aha borosilicate glass. 3.5 inch length with a irregular shape and 1.75 inches maximum diameter" I hoped this sounded like a description of lab glass ware Morgan "Very technical, but incomplete. What color, and how does it feel in you right now." Me " A clear and colorless base with a clear pink body. I feel very full and very uncomfortable " Morgan "You're a lying fagot. You feel like a cock slut and horny. Say it or you will be feeling my ball crusher toy tonight. In a calm, quiet, everyday voice, I said " I feel like a horny cock slut." I hoped anyone within hearing distance would ignore the words since the tone was boring. Morgan " I think that covers my interview questions. I'm glad Mark sent you to work plugged. It's good training for your pussy muscles to work a toy for hours every day. It will make you squeeze cocks tighter with your pussy lips and you and milk cocks even better with stronger cunt muscles. When you work for me, you will have a toy box by your desk and train your cunt 8 hours a day. When I'm done with you, you will be able to snap an unpeeled banana in two with your pussy lips and peel it with your cunt muscles. Mark said he is making you fuck yourself at your desk during your breaks. Great idea. Mark is a natural Master, but I have more experience making short little films of fagot perversion, so I'm going to give you direction. You will follow my direction to the letter, and this will be an entertaining fuck flic. Make sure the camera can see your desk and PC. Make a PowerPoint presentation with 5 slides that says 'COCK SLAVE. A HOLE to USE, TIGER CUM DUMP, $20 WHORE, HUMAN URINAL. Set it up to randomly show these while you pleasure your pussies with the butt plug. You're going to drop your pants to your ankles, but keep the nice white shirt and red tie on. Bend over the desk and spread you cheeks wide, so we can get a good shot of you plugged boy twat. Use your cunt muscles to try to suck the whole toy into your cunt. Use your pussy to make the base move up and down and in and out then very slowly pull the plug back. I want to see your lips and cunt pulled back like a nice hungry tight cunt should. When you reach the fattest part, let go and suck the glass butt plug back inside your greedy hole. Do this 3 times then pull your prize out and get on your knees. Stick your tongue out and run the plug over it till all the flavor is gone. Push the ass toy in your mouth and suck for a minute. Just pretend it's my cock and do what comes natural. By then your other pussy will feel empty, so bend over the desk again and experiment with ways to pleasure you holes till your break is over. Go back and forth between your fuck holes. Send a clip to Mark and me." Click. My cock was straining to get out of its cage and get hard and my face was flushed. He knows what to do and say to make me a mindless slut in heat. The only work I managed to do before break was make the PowerPoint slides. When break time finally came, I closed and locked my thin office door. Everything Morgan had said ran through my brain like a recording and I did what he said in a horny daze. The plug hurt as I moved it at first then started to feel good. When I was bent over my desk, I had to look at the slides that said what I was now. I was getting lost in this self-abuse when my office phone rang. That brought be back to reality. I should answer it, but I needed to fuck myself till break was over like Mark told me to. A few seconds later someone was knocking at my door. When I did not open it, they tried the handle. I very quietly kept moving the butt plug in and out of my boi cunt for the last minute of my break. A minute after that, my pants were back up and my hole was plugged tight again. I nearly forgot to close the PowerPoint before leaving my office to see what was happening that just could not wait. As usual my shit for brains boss just needed a file. A file I have e-mailed him several times before, but asking me for the file is easier than using his brain and finding it himself. After I pacified the boss, I sent the clip to Master Mark and Morgan of my break-time self-abuse. Morgan called about an hour later while I was in a budget review. Luckily I had the phone on vibrate and did not draw attention to the degrading pic of my face and his cock that popped up on my phone. I excused myself and took the call before the 2nd ring. Morgan " Nice job pussy-boi. The camera could see what a slut you are and how much you love that ass toy. Just 2 things wrong with that clip. The 1st thing is you are wearing men's underwear. No tighty whities are going to cover up your cunt. Men will have fast easy access to your pussy hole at all time. Go to the Men's room and strip out of your tighty whities and throw them in the garbage. You will be free hanging till you buy something more appropriate for a faggot to wear. The 2nd thing is you are getting a little fat. Luckily for you I have just the right diet and exercise plan for you. You will be working out at the YMCA downtown with me every evening from now on, and this is your diet from now on. You will eat a balance low fat meal at dinner, but for breakfast and lunch you will have a high protein 100% organic liquid treat. Mark will feed you a tube steak breakfast every morning, but you will have to hunt for your lunch time cum donors. Maybe you will find meal at Oak Court Mall today at lunch. You will be shopping for under wear fit for a fag." At 12:00 I found myself looking at the sexy men on the underwear packages at Macys. None of the underwear looked slutty enough to please Morgan. I was about to buy a black thong when my phone rang. Morgan "Good news pussy-boi. You won't go hungry at lunch today. Go to the ladies department at Macys and pick out a lacey red thong; then, go to the Men's department and wait. Hold your new panties where Men can see them. Your Craigslist ad says you're a starving cum sucker and will be in Macys holding red lacey women's panties. Stay there till your lunch is over and service anyone who's willing to feed you." It had been so long since I got off and the ass toy had me so horny, I was excited and happy about this risky reckless plan to whore out my mouth to random strangers at the mall. I found a pair of crotchless red panties in no time. These things were just slut decoration since the crotch was open and the ass was only covered by a thread. I was looking at every Man I met in the department store and wondering what it would be like to suck their cock and hoping the masculine ones would feed me. While I was checking dudes out in the Men's department, a man gave me a confused then disgusted look. That's when it hit me how wrong and dangerous this was. I just wanted my lunch hour to be over and get out of there before I got arrested. But I got a cock to suck off instead. The Man was in his late 20s, tall and dressed in an expensive suite spotted me. His blond hair was cut short and framed his handsome rugged features. He looked like an Abercrombie & Fitch model come to life. He looked down at the red slut panties in my hand then looked me in the eyes. After he checked me out, he nodded for me to follow and the waked toward the fittings rooms. He did not look back. He knew I would follow. He did not say anything till we were in the last stall in the fitting room. "Got a weeks' worth in my balls for you. The wife is pregnant and is afraid Mr Bigs might hurt the babby. I'm not going to spend the next three months jacking off and wasting my babby makers when there are starving fags like you who need my loads. I haven't needed to jack off since Jr High when I found chicks and fags are eager to work for my cum. Not going to start now because she won't service me." As he said this he was unzipping his fly and pulling his fat long soft white cock and hairy balls out. I did not wait but shucked his cock head into my mouth. He got hard fast and even though his soft cock was big, he was a grower not a shower. My jaws were soon uncomfortably stretched wide and I saw several inches more of white shaft to swallow. I gaged on the 1st deep throat try. "Don't try to take it all. I do not have time to open up your throat. Just keep your jaws wide so I do not feel your teeth and keep your tight lips moving up and down my cock. Like his." He grabbed my head with both hands and moved my face down his cock till the fat heat hit my throat and then pulled back till only the dripping tip of the head touched my lips. He did this a few times to make sure I knew the way he wanted to use my mouth. He liked to push open my spit coated lips every time like he was pulling completely out of chick's cunt then busting it open again. My lips were tight and I could hear the popping sound each time the flare of his mushroom head slipped out of my sucking hole. I face fucked myself like that for a few short minutes. "Keep sucking when I start to cum. Don't stop till I tell you. You wanted it. Suck it down your throat. Suck my balls dry then keep sucking till they're blue." His cock went off like a fire hose white washing my mouth and throat. His whole body shook from the force and pleasure of his orgasm. He was making way to much noise, but I did not care right then. I just kept sucking and swallowing. He kept me sucking for about a minute after the tap was dry. Most men are too sensitive after they cum, but he was loving it and using my hole to get every drop of pleasure from my hole. After he was zipped up, he told me he would contact me again the next time he needed to blow a load and had time. Maybe tomorrow at lunch if I was lucky. He got relief; I was hornier than ever. As he left the stall, I saw a skinny late teenage store clerk. He must have heard everything. He blocked my path as I tried to leave. "I know why you're here. This is a dumb place to cruise for cock. You are lucky I watched the door for you and routed the customers to the other end of the change rooms. You owe me and you're going to blow me. Then you are going to buy the slut panties you have been holding and get out." I let that short skinny kid push me back into the stall and push me to my knees. I bet he did not even weigh 130 pounds. His 5" skinny cock was unloading down my throat 60 seconds later. Getting used by a nerdy kid was not a fantasy of mine, but as I was driving back to work, I thought about how good it made me feel as I swallowed his cum and serviced his cock. The only nourishment I had had that day was the cream in my coffer and the ball cream I had sucked from the source. I also thought this sounded like some kind of bad gay horror romance story. Like Mark and Morgan were making me into some kind of cum eating monster in a movie with a title like "Attach of the Human Dick Leach" or "Fagcula Suck Memphis". Author's note: I love to hear from men who read my stories. Story ideas and suggestions welcome. I live in Memphis. I try to add local flavor to the stories.