Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2004 08:17:07 -0800 (PST) From: Gary Smith Subject: salesman #2 I showed my son Gregg where the secret rooms in the house are, one of which I have set up as an elaborate dungeon. The other rooms are bedrooms with special themes. In the finished basement is a miror the size of a door, and that is exactly what it is. There is no knob, but you open it like a door and it takes you to the part of the house that is under the lawn, and not below any part of the house. There is about 3K sq ft, and since the town does not know about it, I pay no taxes on this part of my house. Gregg was amazed at all the shapes and sizes of dildoes I have, and items like blind foldes, hoods, restarints, slings, cages, etc. I put him in a barber chair and shaved his balls and asshole. He treated me to another load of piss, and was able to control his flow in a more even pace. I nursed his cock well after he was finished, as I wanted him hard for the guys who would be here at anytime. We decided to play cards in the living room, so the guys could watch porn on the 60" plasma TV, and the carpet would be easier on Gregg's knees as he stayed under the card table to service us men. My brother Jim, who looks like the dad on Everwood, came dressed as a doctor; white lab coat and all. Derek looked like a rough biker in chaps, cod piece, leather vest and no shirt, pierced nipples, black puma tattoo on his shoulder, handle bar moustache, and leather gloves. Sven was his usual blonde Nordic god self, with blue eyes the shade of a diet pepsi can. He looked so fucking hot in the police uniform, and I knew that utility belt held more than just hand cuffs for tonights play session. His night stick was well polished, and gave you the instant desire to burry it where the gloss would no longer be visible. Sven also brought along his german shepherd to act as his police K-9. This was going to be one fucking mind blowing night for my son Gregg. Luke had a yellow hard hat (how appropriate), tool belt, ripped jeans, Timberland boots, and a flanel shirt that had the arms torn off and was tucked in, but left unbuttoned to show off his fur rug of a chest, and spark plug size nipples. His crotch was worn bare and you could see his dirty jock thru the bare threads in a few spots. Gregg got us beers, and put on a gay porno tape since all these guys were queer. He then crawled under the table and waited for the fun to begin. This was stud poker as it should be. As the action on the tape got hotter, so did my card partners. We all wanted to get sucked off so bad, but there was only one Gregg under the table. We decided who ever was the dealer would be treated to my son's mouth, and if you had to piss you better be able to hold it untle to the deal came back oround to you. I was a proud father, as I watched these professional sex machines enjoy my son's talents. They could barely stay seated, and would roll their eyes to the back of their heads as they savoured the delights of Gregg's tounge. It did not take long before we all had a few beers in us, and the piss was starting to flow. Gregg would come up for a breather every now and then as he too needed to drain his bladder since he was dinking far more than us. We would take turns draining Gregg, but it was obvious Sven was his favorite. He would linger longer with Sven, to get his cock sucked, and ass fingered. When it was my turn to have my son's nector, I motioned for Sven to join me as I slurped on Gregg's dick. Sven was kissing Gregg, but looked more like mouth to mouth CPR, as they tounge wrestled. Derek and Luke were each sucking and nibbling on Greeg's nipples, and my brother Jim decided to let the real pig games begin. While we were all busy blowing Gregg's mind, Jim had gotten some peanutbutter and started to finger Gregg's ass with this eatible lube. Gregg loved it, and especially when he got to lick Jim fingers. He could pretend it was shit, but not get the gag reflex. The real treat came when Gregg started to get rimmed. Jim had fed some peanutbutter to Sven's dog, and had now trained him to eat it off of Gregg's hole and not from Jim's hand. Gregg was going crazy as this super long tounge lapped at his ass non stop as his mouth, nipples, cock and balls were all being assaulted. Jim had moved on to Gregg's balls and was licking the newly shaved nuts, as he kept applying more peanut nutter to that bubble but ass. I knew Gregg was going to cum, and I was excited I was the one on his dick, and would be treated to that boy cum. But I also wanted Gregg to get what he wanted, so I told Sven to fuck him rough and hard and not to stop until Gregg had cum at least three times. Gregg found a cock to suck on while his ass was plowed by a 9" cop dick, and this sent him over the edge. Not since my first week with the company, had I not been able to swallow a guys load. But Gregg had eruptted with such a mind fucking explosion that he not only burst his nuts, but his bladder as well, at the same time!!! I was tasting piss and cumm at the same time and trying to swallow the tasty thick creamy cum required a long slow intense swallow while I usually drink large piss loads like a runner after a race, fast quick goblles with little need for vaccuum as it slides down easily. But this combination had my mind all confused and if swallowed slow it was not fast enough for all the piss; and if I swallowed fast thick gobbs of cum were hard to get down. I tried both ways and finally the piss and cum started to leak out the sides of my mouth. Derek noticed this and began to lick my face. After I was done draining Gregg, Derek and I began to make out, and were so horny that we ripped our clothes off and attacked each other like Klingons in heat. I was on my hands and knees while Derek was on his back, and we were in an intese 69. The next thing I knew some one was fucking me, but not deep and hard like I love, but short little jabs that just played with my asshole. I do love to have a dick in and out to experience that hole stretching, and this was amazing. I was in shock when I heard Gregg say "oh my god, that dog is fucking my dad". I knew Jim was a real pervert, but never did I think he would hold up a dogs front legs so it could fuck his brother; at least not for a non-paying customer event. My brother will do anything for money. What really blew my mind was how much I had enjoyed it. Jim got behind me and began to rim me, trying to eat all that doggy cum that was in my ass. Gregg was still being fucked by Sven, who does not lose a hard on after he cums, and has the stamina of a marathon runner. Luke had now moved to Gregg's cock and was in heaven. He was leaking pre-cum so much that the dog began to lick his dick and balls. He got so fucking turned on the next thing I remember is hearing a yelp, as luke began to fuck the dog, as it now rimmed Jim, who was still rimming me. Derek was ready to cum, but wanted more than a blow job to send him over. He backed his ass on to Gregg's dick which was hard again, and grabbed Sven's police stick and began to plow Lukes ass with it as Luke fucked our furry friend. I decided Sven needed to be rewarded for the attention he was giving Gregg, so I started to rim him to get him loose. I then stuck my dick in his ass and let out a stream of piss that could have flooded a small village. I then got on my knees and sucked all that piss out if his ass, which was hard since he did not want to give it up. Sven was worried when I started to grease his ass with peanutbutter, I don't think animal sex is his thing, but he was happy as a pig in shit when he saw i was doing it to lube his ass for a good fisting. Gregg announced he was about to cum and we all hit heads trying to dive on that beautiful cock. His uncle Jim won the contest and we all watched as Gregg fed him his boy juice. Sven treated me by pulling out of Gregg and feeding me his dick with Gregg's ass juices on it. My son was getting ripe and I knew he could shit if he had to. Luke was now rimming Gregg since Sven was no longer in him, and based on the cries I think it was the best rimm job he ever had. This is not a suprise as Luke loves ass, and could (and has) eaten ass all day. I wen and got a rim seat for Gregg so he could relax his legs, have a beer, and nurse a cock as wanted while he just enjoyed the rim job Luke would give him over the next few hours. Derek whispered in gregg's ear and I am sure he told him how much Luke loves farts (dry, wet, and messy, does not matter). Jim put a leather collar on Luke and it was the signal to all of us that Luke was now a slave for all of us to use as we please. Luke just layed on his back and continued to eat my son's ass as he sat in that low to the ground rim seat. There was a knock at the door which pissed me off, as no one was suppose to be coming over. If it was those good looking church boys looking to recruit, I was going to invite them in to see how fast it took them to run out of my house. I was suprised when I saw Mr. Flenders at the door in a plummer's outfit asking if he had the right house. "Did you need your pipes cleaned?" I know Jim has been trying to get Volk Industries as an account, and Mr. Flenders is their chairman of the board. I figured Jim had lnaded the account or else he would not be here, but this was not usually how things worked. I let him in, and brought him to another part of the house away from the actio, in case he had not yet signed a contract. I left him the bathroom to play along with his role and told him the toilet was broken, and I would be back soon. Jim told me that on his way over he received the fax in the limo, and what Carl's kinks were. He was basiclly a pig slave that would do anything, but he just wanted to be a pig with no special fantasy. He had not been a real pig for 5 years and was ready to burst from all the unexpressed energy. He was average in every way, looks, height, weight, dick size, but had a huge bank account and an even larger pig mind that needed to be free. I offered Carl a beer which he eagerly accepted, and told him how my son was not able to take a shit since the toilet was backed up. He asked if he could appologized to Gregg for his delay, and so we joined the other guys. They were all dressed in their uniforms now, except Luke the naked collared pig still eating Gregg's ass, and Gregg was now in a harness and biker leather boots as he sat on the rim seat. Gregg lit a cigar to let Carl know the contract wa snow in force and the fun was to begin. My son showed real tallent as he drank his beer and smoke that stoggie. He ripped Carl a new asshole telling him how he could not shit in the toilet becasue it was broken and after holding a huge shit all day he finally had to call a worthless shit pig over so he could take a dump in his mouth. Carl's monkey uniform began to tent out, and it was obvious he had no clothes on under there. Carl said he would do anything to make it up to Gregg, and even offered himself as a toilet if Luke was not good enough. We were all shocked at Gregg's next move, and worried it could have lost the account. He said he was unable to take a dump becasue he was so upset, so unless Carl wanted to find a way to ease his mind, he would not be able to let out that ripe hard log for anyone. Carl jumped at the bait and asked what the problem was, and Gregg explained how he just fucked up at his new job and ordered 2 million shoe laces and not the 1 million he was suppose to. He also said he needed to find a new account to manage or he would be fired, so he needed an acocunt that would buy 1 million laces. Carl was starting to get the message, Gregg wanted to be his account rep (Jim told Gregg it was his already), and Carl was not going to get any boy turds from him until he agrredto double his order that got him here tonight. Normally we don't do stuff like this, but Carl did not say exactly what he wanted, so letting him suck us off would have been OK by the terms of the contract. Gregg knew Carl was a looking to be pushed around, bullied, degraded, and would do anything to get his lips around his shit. He decided to make it a win win situation for all of us. Carl said he had a friend in the shoe business and called him. The order was doubled and Luke was soon replaced with Carl under my son's ass. We stript Carl and lifted his legs and we all fucked him and pissed in him until he started to leak. Luke drained Carl's ass and rimmed him while Carl played toilet for Gregg. Jim talked Gregg thru it, how to slowly shit so Carl can have time to lick and chew it. He shat like a pro and the smell was like an open sewer. This gave us all hard ons and we lined us for Gregg to suck us off as h sat on his personal pig toilet. Carl started to jerk off as the shit came out of Gregg, but Sven quickly hand cuffed his hands to each side of the rim seat legs, so he was just a horny pig eating shit. If he came too soon the lust for shit was go away. We took turns sitting on Carl's hard dick and then sucking our shit streaks off of his cock. We would not let him cum and he was going insane. This pig would be back, and soon, with more business. Sven lit a cigar too, and let a stream piss go in Gregg's face, Gregg swallowed the cock, and Sven gave him praise on what a good cock sucker he is. Carl started to shit when Gregg did, and Luke was in his glory. Jim was now on Gregg's cock and trying to get another load of piss or cum out of his nephew. Derek and I decided to take a break so we lit a few cigars too, and took turns smearing peanut tuuter on our asses for the dog to lick clean. Carl turned out to be even more twisted than Jim. Carl finally came when Jim was fisting his ass, and Carl was swallowing dog dick. It iwas a small cock but Carl did not care. It was against social norms, perverted, and kinky. It seemed like carl got off more on how low respected him for this, more than the cock sucking itself. He was looking to be degraded and put on the level as scum, and that is what he was enjoying. Derek was sucking on Carl when he came, and Carl his own cum afterwards. After Carl left, Jim told us all to get lots of rest, as in 2 days was an open house. That's when we invite all our customers and potential customers to a social at Jim's home (it makes my house look like a tool shed). For those who are willing to risk showing their faces around other perverts, it is an ideal night. Everyone is naked, including the servents who serve food and drinks (except for their black ties). No sex with the servents, and if a deal is made, then the reps will get in unifrm (if desired) and the customer is taken into one of the many rooms for their fantasy. My next story will tell you about the open house. Sorry for the typ-o's and spelling mistakes, but thought you would would rather deal with that than have me write 1/2 as many stories. Spell check is great, but with so many mistakes it takes too long. Does anyone know how I can find a porn publisher? I am thinking of trying to write a small book about these many sales stories, as I need the money, and it is fun. Based on all the feed back I got, I think there is a market out there for longer stories.