Date: Sat, 04 Sep 2021 12:40:24 +0000 From: whipped Subject: CNC video and my Virginity (Authoritarian) This is a work of fiction. It is not based on real people or real events. Everyone in the story is over 18 and you must be over eighteen to read it. It involves CNC so do not read it if that could be triggering. If you enjoy this or other stories, consider donating to Nifty. CNC Video and my Virginity I came up with the idea after watching a porn video. I was straight...kind of. Like I 99.99 percent of the time jerked off thinking about girls my age. But like, every fucking once in a while, I thought about a guy. I never thought I'd act on it. Ever. I always backed out or got too freaked. I even met a couple of gay guys from an app and I basically made them back off before we did anything. I almost punched one of them when he tried to kiss me. It was like instinct or something. And then I saw that porn. And it fucking changed my life forever. So, first a little about me. I'm not scrawny or anything, but I'm tight bodied. I'm 5'8 and 135 pounds and I know that sounds skinny, but I look good. Toned. I have blonde hair and hazel eyes and I'm naturally really smooth. I kind of have a tiny happy trail, but it's basically invisible fuzz. I'm not going to ever be a basketball champion, but I kicked ass in baseball and soccer last year. So, back to the porn. It starts with this girl on her phone and she says on an app she wants to lose her virginity, but knows she will back out when the time comes. So she gives this guy on the app permission to keep going no matter what she says or does. And they meet and he basically rapes her and afterwards she's all messed up, but she is like smiling as he pulls up his pants and leaves. So, I did the same thing. Basically. I got on an anonymous app and posted: My name is Connor. I'm too scared to try gay shit, but curious. Eighteen. Anybody down to make me? You'd have to be strong af cuz I swear I am tougher than I look. Don't stop until you're done and don't ask permission for anything! And I attached a picture of myself. Which was almost certainly dumb af, but I was horny. And I got a bunch of replies. But they were all from real faggoty looking dudes. Half just wanted to blow me. A few asked me to fuck them. And then there was Bruce. He replied: I'm not a faggot, but I guess pussy is pussy. Get a ballgag and then get your ass over here. I leave town tomorrow. And he sent a pic. He was normal. Not young at all. He actually looked more like one of my friend's dads or even granddads. I guess he was in his fifties or something. He was tall, had a shaved head, and kind of a belly. He even had almost man tits, but like you could tell they had been all muscle and he still looked muscular. They were just like less firm muscle. Muscular gone a little to fat. But I could still tell without any doubt he could kick my ass. And not like a little. He could fucking sit on me and wail on me and beat the shit out of me or wrestle me down or whatever. So, I asked for the address and said I would sneak out as soon as my parents were asleep. And I did. It was my 18th birthday. Bruce I need to be clear I don't do gay shit. But I also wasn't in the mood for any of the bullshit that goes along with women. I didn't want to buy presents, go on a fucking date, search out some filthy diseased hooker for a blowjob, or any of that shit. And I was horny. And the kid, even if he had a dick, looked middle class and clean. I wasn't going to get some fucking STI from railing his ass bareback or nutting in his throat or ass. I was not about to bring home Chlamydia or something to my wife. And, I got to be honest, I had always had rape fantasies. I mean, in my fantasy it was usually a cheerleader or some famous actress, but the force shit would be the same. I'm 6'1, 230, 7 and a half inch circumcised dick, 100% Italian, and not into playing nice the way I had to for women. Go slow, slow down, not in my ass, don't cum in my mouth, all of that drove me fucking insane. Why even unzip my pants if I can't enjoy myself? My wife let me spank and slap her once, but that was as far as it went and she was so pissed at me after I had to buy her a three hundred dollar ring from the mall. I was going to destroy this kid. Connor I was super embarrassed buying the ball gag, but I did it. Then I stood outside the address he gave me for like ten minutes. There was an old beat up pickup truck in front of it and nothing else. Part of me thought this was going to be a prank or something. That I'd knock and they would be like who the fuck are you and I'd leave saying I had the wrong house. The other part of me was shaking because I knew he was the kind of guy who would drive an old pickup truck. So, I finally got up my courage, walked to the door, and realized it wasn't shut. It was barely open. I pushed it the rest of the way and walked in. Bruce The kid looked petite like a girl almost, but was clearly all boy. He was in a red baseball cap, black nylon basketball shorts, tennis shoes, and a soccer jersey. He had that almost golden tan some Irish boys get during the summer. My dick swelled a little in my pants. It was clear he didn't see me in the kitchen, so I watched him walk in and look around. I had left lesbian porn playing on the tv and he started rubbing himself through his jeans. For some reason, that reassured me. Maybe I'm old fashioned, but I figured it'd be safer to fuck a straight boy into pussy porn up the ass than some teenage queer. I took off my shirt and boxers so his first sight of me would be me completely naked. And then I went after him. Connor One second, I was watching this blonde chick fingering an Asian girl. The next I had an arm around my neck, gripping my head still. I could smell him, but not see him. He smelled like cigars and that musky smell some of my friend's dads had. Not bad, just an older guy smell. Then I felt his stubble against my face as he whispered in my ear, "Give me permission, boy, tell me you posted that, and I'll show you what a cunt is for." I hesitated. His arm was against my throat and it sort of hurt. But I couldn't back down. I whispered, "I'm Connor. Do whatever you want, sir." Bruce I didn't have to be told twice. I thought about asking him to undress, but then thought why the fuck would I do that? I ripped his shirt off him, then tore his shorts and underwear off. They pooled down at his knees. Then I pushed down on his shoulders. I went down on my knees after him and pushed his face down into the carpet. And I finally really looked at that pussy. It wasn't hairy. Hell, it was almost totally smooth. I'd seen way hairier cunts than this kid had. And I could barely pry those butt cheeks apart to see the tiny little button that was his asshole. I grabbed the jelly I had put on the floor and slathered it on my cock. Then I reached for the ballgag the kid had bought. I brought it to his mouth and said, "Last chance. Open your mouth or get the fuck out." He opened wide and I tightened it well enough I wouldn't have to hear him scream when I tore his ass open. Connor I could feel drool coming out of my mouth around the red ball in it. For some reason, my eyes were watering too. And then it happened. Almost instantly. One second, I was gagged and okay. The next I was on my belly with an old man shoving his dick inside me. I didn't expect it to hurt. I guess I was a fucking idiot. I knew my asshole was tight, but I didn't expect it to hurt. It hurt. I screamed into the ballgag so loud he had to cover it with his hairy hand to keep the sound muffled. And I tried to buck him off or fight. It didn't do any good. It made things worse. Even though it felt like I had a baseball bat shoved up my ass, every time I struggled it seemed to get more up my butt. And then, for a second, I felt it pull out. And I felt relief. It was over. In seconds. I was going to be okay. Then he rammed it back in. And it went deeper. And that's when the dirty talk started. "Fucking faggot...this is what you were made for...tearing you a new cunt kid...you'll never be anything but a worthless dick ditch after this...take it..fucking bitch..." It was relentless. Over and over. Bruce If I had known boy cunt could feel this good, half my son's friends wouldn't have been safe around me. His asshole fought my dick and it wound up almost suffocatingly slick and tight with the petroleum jelly. It was better than any pussy I'd had since I was in college. Maybe tied with Rebecca Newman my senior year in high school. And I didn't think I would like it, but I loved humiliating the little shit. Calling him a faggot as I railed him up the butt and he cried. I fucking licked the tears off his face and then spit on him. At one point, I went into full overdrive. I put my hand on the back of his head to hold him in place and just alternated spanking the little fuck and pounding his hole. My hands were leaving imprints on his tiny butt and every time I crammed in balls deep he made this weird huff or whimper sound I could hear even through the gag. Connor This wasn't what I wanted. I don't know what I thought would happen, but it wasn't this. It felt like my insides were torn open. His body was on top of me and my back was slick with his sweat. The sweat from his face was all over my face and in my eyes. His dick was relentless and felt huge in me. My butt cheeks had to be red from the constant spanking. And the name calling. I had told him I wasn't a faggot in the ad, but he kept saying all this shit about me. And then, it happened. He wrapped his arm around my throat and slammed in and he hit something. And a little bit of precum leaked out of my dick. And then he hit it again. And more came out. The pain was still there. But it was like his dick was doing something inside me now. And he realized it, too. I bit my lip, but I finally stopped trying to escape his cock and the relentless fucking he was giving me. I sort of surrendered to it. To him. To the pain. And my dick started to harden. Bruce I must have been fucking the brat for thirty minutes when he finally gave up the struggle. I felt his body go limp and relax. And then, I felt his little ass push back on my dick. It was so slight I wasn't sure he had done it at first. But the next time I shoved in balls deep, his tiny boycunt wiggled back even further on it. I started trying to find new ways to hurt him then. I flipped him on his back, shoved his legs up, and entered him like he was a girl. But once his legs were on my shoulders, there was no playing nice. I slapped him across the face. I spit on him. I twisted his nipples and then chewed on them. All without giving him a break from getting pounded. And, somehow, the sick little fuck got hard. I was rutting inside him, face past his shoulder, using him like an animal would, when I noticed his dick pressing against my belly. I spit on my hand and touched my first boy dick. Connor Everything was fucking crazy. This wasn't right. I was hurting. Seriously fucking hurting. But it also felt like I was getting jerked off from the inside almost. My dick had been leaking precum and getting harder and harder and without touching it, I felt like I might nut. But the whole time, I had this older guy on top of me calling me names and slapping me and hitting me and even giving me titty twisters and biting me. There was nothing nice or romantic about it. He was using me to get off while telling me I was a worthless piece of shit for letting him do it. And then, he touched my dick. It was only for a second, but I felt his meaty hand wet with spit wrap around my cock. And he stroked it. Not ten times or twenty, but just once as he thrust so hard up my ass I lost my breath. And I came. Hard. Bruce I had never felt anything like this before. One second, I was balls deep in a teenage ass just pounding away. Then, his cock was jizzing all over my belly and my cock was being stroked and massaged and suffocated by his asshole. Somehow, his coming triggered like some anal fucking convulsions or something because his hole massaged and jerked my load out of me. I instinctivity growled when it happened and just kept my dick balls deep as they emptied a week worth of nut juice in his ass. Then I collapsed on top of him. Connor One second I was shaking from orgasming and the next second, I felt his cum shooting up my ass. It was hot and burned and came in waves. Like his dick shot one wave and then another and then another as he groaned and grunted on top of me. And then he collapsed on top of me. And he just laid there for a few minutes. Bruce It took a while to get over the fuck. It was an epic amount of jizz sucked from my balls by his asshole and that's a lot to fucking recover from. I enjoyed the weight of my body on top of his. How smooth and tiny he felt under me. Then I decided it was time to see how far I could take this. I raised off his body and flipped him over. Not for another fuck, not yet, but to see my cum leaking out his hole and down his thigh. Then I stood up. I looked at him on the floor, then leaned down, gripped him by his ears, and dragged him to his knees. Connor I looked up at Bruce from where I knelt. All the pain I felt, he had caused. And he had enjoyed causing it. But he also made me nut like no girl had ever made me nut. And then he spoke, in his deep voice, saying: You're not gay. No real queer could take the kind of damage I did to you, boy. Don't you worry about that. No, you're not one of those little girly faggots. But you are right where you are meant to be. I started to interrupt, to ask what he meant, but he just looked at me a certain way and I knew that was a bad idea. He continued, saying: You're a beta, boy. A boy that exists to let real men like me express our anger and animal urges on them. If this was the old days, I'd wrap a collar around your neck myself and probably make a pretty penny selling you to some whorehouse specializing in boys. But this ain't those days. You got choices. Accept what you are or keep pretending you're something other than a bitch to any man willing to put you in your place. I didn't understand what he meant, but at least he wasnt calling me a queer anymore. And then he gave me another choice. He undid my ballgag. I wiped my mouth off the second I could and tried to move the saliva in my mouth around where it had gotten dry. And I listened to his offer. Bruce I had the kid on his knees, still naked, cum still dripping from his butt and thighs, nipples red from my teeth, butt warmed up nice and red. And I gave him another out. This time, I was real blunt. I said: I'm an alpha and a sadist, kid. You're a beta and a natural slave. One day, you'll be old and useless. But right now you have a young enough body and pretty enough face that even a straight man like me can find a use for you and enjoy hurting and using you. Now, either get up and go or realize the easy part is over. If you stay, I'm going to bruise the inside of your throat with my dick and then hang you from the ceiling and whip you with my belt until I get bored of hearing you scream. Choose. Connor I didn't know what to do. But then I realized I still hadn't touched or sucked his dick. And if I was a slave, it really wouldn't be gay. I whispered, "I'll stay, sir." And that changed everything.