Date: Wed, 31 Mar 2010 16:28:53 +0000 From: Tom Smith Subject: Neighbor's Control (scat) My day started out like any other weekend, with me doing house/yard working. I was in the yard working on my flower beds when I saw the moving truck pulling up to my neighbors house. The house had been on the market for a few weeks and the previous neighbors had moved out and just hoped to make a quick sale. Well I noticed that as the moving truck pulled up it was being driven by a rather nice looking man. I see him handle the truck like he was a pro getting it right in place the first try. Damn I want to see him get out of that damn truck. Just then, the truck door opens and he steps out. He looks to be in his mid 40's, dark black hair, weight is about 195 and he stands a good 6'2. He looks my way and his eyes have that piercing look and I just melt inside. I am Tom and I just turned the ripe old age of 50, I stand 6ft even and the weight is at 185. The other parts are: dark brown hair/brown eyes/smooth body. And yes I am gay, but see myself as a masc gay man that was in control of his life, but was that going to ever change. I waved to him and walked over to his drive way to introduce myself. I say hi there I am your neighbor Tom and want to welcome you to the neighbor. He says thanks I am Joe and I am looking forward to living here. As we stand there and talk for a few minutes I find out that he had been married, but was now single and had a grown son that he has a good relationship with. He is moving here because of a company transfer and he hopes to make the best of it all. Says his son was not able to get away from college to help him move because the graduate program he is in is rather demanding and they would not allow him any time away. I tell him that I am more than happy to help him unload and he says sure. Once we started to unload the truck I could tell that Joe had worked out at the gym before and man what great muscles he had. As we unloaded more and more of his stuff I noticed a change in the tone of his voice towards me. It went from a request to a rather direct demand that I do the task. It was like I was working for him and he was my boss. As the morning wore on it was getting rather warm and I saw Joe pull off his shirt and tell me he needed something to drink and to get it for him. So here I go to my house to get something for him to drink, as I return I find him bend over looking at the contents of a box. I am now standing behind him and his ass is up in the air and he lets out a strong nasty fart. I know that he is aware I am standing there; he just says place the drink on that table and just continue to unload the rest of the boxes. Damn that fart was ripe and filled the air, plus I felt something stir in my cock as I continued to smell the remains of the fart. We went about the next hour or so unloading the truck and just some everyday chat about sports/weather/and such. It was when we were done unloading the truck that another thing happened. Joe had walked to the back part of the house and headed in to the bath room when he calls out to me to bring him a roll of paper towels. As I get them and head towards the bathroom I see him standing there taking a hell of a piss. Man what a tool this man has on him, must be a good 6 inches soft and a nice deep cut around the head. It is poking out of a rather thick dark bush and appears to have some rather nice balls attached. Joe looks my way and tell's me to place the roll of paper towels on the counter. He makes direct eye contact with me, and then looks down at his cock and back at me. His pee continues to flow and flow, while I must to adjust because my cock starts to get hard in my jeans. There Joe is with his wonderful cock out and pee just a flowing from it. I know he sees my look and the stir in my jeans. Joe barks at me: fag .. ..You see something you like fag. All I can do is move my head yes. Joe walks towards me with his cock out and as he gets next to me he shakes the remaining drop of piss on my leg and gives me a very evil grin and barks fag meet me at the truck. He stops and barks out ?fag remember to flush the toilet. I walk towards the toilet and see it is full of his golden yellow piss and that mainly piss smell lingers in the air. I am mesmerized by the scene in the toilet and the smell in the air. I quickly shake my head, to come back to me senses, flush and head back to meet Joe at the truck. When I am there at the truck Joe is there standing waiting for me. Joe barks; look fag here is the way it is going to be, I tell you what to do and you respond no questions asked?got it. I say yes, he goes oh NO, you will do better than that, I am your complete and total superior and you will address me as Sir. Now try again as he slaps my face. I feel his hand slap my face once and then again, the message sinks in and the correct response is given: yes, Sir. Now that we have that clear, I want to make sure you understand what my demands are and what you will be expected to accomplish for me. Now to show me you understand get on your fag ass knees and clean my boots, plus now for now on, I will refer to you as IT. It better understand just what I mean by it, it will be used and abused as I see fit. So here is where Tom starts to fade away and the fag it starts to appear. Fag is there on its knees licking and cleaning Sir's rather dirty boots with its tongue. To the fag it appears like Sir had found all the dirt and grin in the yard. Sir kicks the fag's side and says open that mouth up, he spits a hug glob in to the fags open mouth and just smiles. Ok fag ..Say thank you for the treat, cause that is just the start of many more treats I will give you. Now crawl that fag ass in to the house, as the fag turns to crawl in the house Sir Kicks fag in its balls and the fag yelps in pain. Damn that was a solid hit to my balls, what have I gotten in to. Once in the house Joe tells the fag to strip and stand for inspection. Fag starts to pull off its clothes as Joe watches. Joe says, come on fag, wiggle for me and put on a strip show. That is it, swing those hips and wiggle that ass. Get those arms up and do the fag thang, that it is ..very good, just like a fag would move and strip. Yes, now stand still and let me see you, open your mouth and stick out that tongue. Joe takes his finger and prods inside my mouth, he pulls my slips out and down and just gives me that evil smile; damn fag you are not to make a great ass cleaner and toilet mouth for me. He then puts another finger and a third in my mouth and pushes then downward till I start to gag, he says so help me if you puke you will clean it up with that fucking mouth, he pulls his fingers out and grabs my balls and gives them a squeeze and pull. I fall to the floor in pain and double up, Joe just starts to laugh, looks like training will be fun with you bitch. Joe kicks me, again and again, spits at on the floor..clean fag ..clean. There I am , once a man named Tom, now a fag that is licking my neighbor's spit off his floor and pondering what all does this man have in store for me. Well I did not have to think very long, as Sir Joe was still there and very much in control. Joe moves towards the bed room and barks; fag boi follow. As Joe enters the den area he starts to undress and pick up the remote for the TV. As his clothes drop I get to see a body to kill for, nice fur covered chest, dark hairy arm pits, hairy thighs and a wonderful patch of thick dark pubs. Joe looks my way and says fetch my smokes and be quick about it. I get his smokes, he takes out a smoke and lights it up. Stand by me fag and present its private area. Joe asks what the hell does it need with hair around its cock, at that point Joe starts to burn some of my pubs away. I am standing there as he sets more and more of my pubs on fire. They burn off fast and leave a lingering burnt hair in the air. He then tell me I will be shaved from now on, or he will burn my balls off , YES SIR, it does understand, as its balls are once again quizzed hard and pulled way down. Fag handles the pain better this time and Joe is pleased with it. Joe says now it is time to see how well you suck cock fag, get down there and service, I hear the TV come on , sounds like Joe likes football and settles in to the game as I lick and suck his cock. Joe slaps my head and says ashtray. I look around for an ashtray and he says ? fag that is your mouth ..open up , I need a place for my ashes. I look surprised, but Joe just laughs and says that is the least of your worries about what you will have in that fag mouth. Now OPEN wide, that is it now swallow, yes I do think you will train well, now get back to my cock and you might just get a treat from that source. Sure enough I sense something is starting to happen when I realize, what the treat I am getting? is Joe's piss load, rather bitter and tangy. I swallow and swallow, when he is done he asks, remember to say thank you. I say yes Sir, thank you for that wonderful drink, just then he lets out a rather nasty, smelly fart and says I guess it will be meal time before long, for you my fag ass bitch. My head is now spinning, what the hell have I gotten myself in to, I will be honest and I did want to suck him off and enjoy his cum loads, but damn this man wants way more than that. He wants me as a toilet and who knows what else. Man this is taking a totally different direction than I had ever accepted or expected , but at the same time, this is what I have craved for most of my adult life. I sense that my neighbor Joe could be the man that trained me to be the complete fag that I was born to be. Joe says up fag, bathroom time, he sets on the toilet and lets out a few more nasty farts. Fag we will start out with you eating from the toilet, but as you are trained you will lean to eat straight from my ass hole. I expect you to be able to take all of my shit in to that mouth, chew and swallow. Understand, I respond with a YES, Sir. He now starts to take a dump, one shit, and another one and finally one last part of his shit falls out. He stands up and tells me to lick his ass hole clean . I lick and lick making sure not to miss any shit. Once done he stands aside, EAT NOW DOG. I stare at the shit that floats in the toilet and gingerly lick it and it bobs in and around the toilet. Joe pushes my head in the toilet and tells me to stop fooling around and eat like he told me to or else. Here I am, on my knees, at my neighbor's house, in his bathroom eating his shit. I get the first part in my mouth and start to chew, Joe kicks me and says SWALLOW, yes that it is, now get the next one, I do as told, he laughs, one more to eat , good pig. He pats my head, good pi, it will learn to eat way more, how rinse that mouth out with the toilet water and get back to the den. NOW, swift kick to my ass and balls. To be continued: Please feel free to share any good or bad comments: slavepics@hotmail.com