Date: Sun, 22 Jul 2018 16:08:25 +0200
From: slaveboyslut@gmx.co.uk
Subject: His new slutboy (authoritarian)

His new slutboy (Auth/Anal/Oral/WS)


This story depicts sexual activity between a young man of legal age and an
older man. This story is only for adults in jurisdictions where it is legal
to read material of this nature. If you have any difficulty separating what
is acceptable in online fantasy from what is acceptable in the real world
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Stevie:
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`BRIIING!!'

The noise distantly penetrated my consciousness but I was still tired after
a late night playing the new Call of Duty. I rolled over and pulled the
duvet over my head.

`BRIIIIINNNGG!!'

The noise was insistent. Why didn't it stop and let me sleep? Suddenly
something clicked inside me and my sleep-clogged mind realized the
significance of that annoying ringing sound.

`Fuck!!' I cried, wrenching myself from the bed. It all came back to me in
a rush... the new bathroom... Mom away on a business trip... have to let
the plumber in. Fuck!

I pulled a pair of sweatpants over my naked butt and morning wood and flew
down the stairs to the front door. I opened the door, apologizing.

`Sorry!! I was aslee.....' I didn't quite finish the sentence as I looked
up at the man standing on the doorstep holding a toolbox. He was huuugge!
Not just big but vast. He must have been 6'10" and wide to match with huge
biceps stretching his t-shirt and a gut protruding out in front. If you've
ever watched Game of Thrones then you know `The Mountain'... right? that's
what he reminded me of, a real mountain of a man. But it was more than just
his size, there was something about him, something impressive, something
magnetic, something intensely masculine. Instinctively I crossed my arms
across my bare chest and aware that I was staring, I stuttered `Cccome in,
the bathroom's upstairs'.

Trying to get my shit together I showed him up to the room and apologized
for keeping him waiting. I wasn't really listening to what he said... he
was so big, so MALE. I made sure he had everything he needed and left him
to start work. I collapsed on my bed, breathing deeply. What the fuck was
wrong with me?! I mean I knew I was gay, no problem there... but I'd never
felt like this before. Never felt attracted to an older man. Never felt
like I'd do *anything* he wanted me to.
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Karl:
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It was a normal sort of job: a bathroom fitting in a modest suburban
house. The client had shown me around the week before and it looked like a
straightforward installation of a standard suite, shouldn't take more than
three days I figured. Cathy was the sort of attractive mid-40s soccer mom
that many of my colleagues would take great pleasure in seducing, but that
wasn't my taste. She mentioned that her son would be letting me into the
house on the day but I didn't give it much thought until a week later when
a vision of teenage perfection opened the door to me. The twink couldn't
rightly be called handsome- he was pretty, that was the word. A pretty boy,
almost effeminate with his rounded features and shaggy blonde hair freshly
ruffled from bed. He answered the door flustered and shirtless. As I
inspected his slim, lithe little body the cold draft made his pink nipples
stiffen, standing pert from his hairless chest. Yeah, he was just my type:
young, cute, small and weak. Everything I'm not. As he stuttered and stared
at me I was sure he was a submissive gay slut, he just maybe didn't know it
yet.

I followed him into the house, my eyes glued to his perfect bubble butt
like two grapefruits jiggling inside their loose casing of fabric. I
decided then and there that I was going to get my dick inside this teenboy,
whether he liked it or not.

The day went on and the job proved as straightforward as I expected. I
learned the boy was called Stevie (why do fagboys always seem to have names
ending in 'y' or 'ie'?) and he proved an attentive host, bringing me coffee
and blushing fiercely when I chatted to him. Through the day I did my best
to put him at ease, asking him about school and his hobbies- he gushed on
happily about his newest computer games as I contemplated how good my cock
would look between those pouting pink lips.

By the end of the day I fancied a beer and offered one to Stevie; his
super-excited 'yes please!' confirmed my suspicions that he hadn't had too
much experience with alcohol. Of course my motives weren't exactly pure;
there's nothing like alcohol to remove a twink's inhibitions. I headed out
to my truck and popped two bottles of Becks. Most guys Stevie's age can't
handle their alcohol, but why take that chance, I thought? I glugged down
half of one of the beers and then topped it up from a hip flask of
vodka. Heading back indoors and handing Stevie the vodka-laced bottle I sat
next to him on the sofa.

As he tentatively sipped his beer I thought about Stevie's new life
ahead. I'd have to get him in chastity straightaway -we all know what
teenage boys are like with masturbation- would my smallest cage be small
enough or would I have to get something new? He'd need to be collared as
well, of course... the black leather would look great with his blonde hair
and pale skin. My cock stiffened.

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Stevie:
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As the day went on I got over my earlier nerves; Karl seemed such a nice
man and really interested in me! He offered me a beer and of course I said
'yes'. We chatted about all sorts of things and seemed to be getting on
really well. I think I must have been getting a bit drunk, I seemed to be
giggling a lot. By the time Karl offered me a second beer the conversation
had became more personal, he asked me whether I had a girlfriend and I said
'no'. Then he asked me whether I had a boyfriend! I was a bit shocked -was
it that obvious?!- but I quickly said 'no' and started talking about
something else. I thought I'd got away with it but as I pretended to be
really interested in football I thought... Karl couldn't be interested in
me could he? No, a big, handsome man like that couldn't be interested in a
skinny little teen like me, I was being stupid. But what if....? I was
struggling to think straight, my head was swimming and this beer tasted
funny.

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Karl:
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The alcohol was clearly getting to the boy and he was becoming quite chatty
now. As we finished our beers I headed back out to the truck for another. I
swigged down half of Stevie's bottle again but then a nasty thought
occurred to me... instead of vodka I pulled my cock out and topped the
bottle up with piss. I figured the slut might as well get used to the taste
sooner rather than later! Heading back inside I handed Stevie the bottle
and sat next to him on the couch. As he unsuspectingly gulped down my piss
I decided it was time to get things moving. I needed it to be him who made
the first move; when he looked back on this day Stevie needed to remember
that it was him who had started the chain of events which was about to
unfold. It didn't take much. I pressed my leg against his, Stevie snuggled
up to me and without further prompting brought his mouth up to mine. I
kissed him deeply and passionately. Gotcha! With that kiss Stevie had
sealed his fate.

Breaking away I asked the cute teen boy 'Why don't you show me your bedroom
Stevie?' and followed him up the stairs. As we entered the room I sniffed
the smell of teen boy -that characteristic mixture of too-frequent
masturbation and unwashed clothes- as I told him to get naked.
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Stevie:
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Looking back, it was at that point that tone of the day changed.

'Get your fucking clothes off, faggot' Karl growled.

I was really shocked by his suddenly aggressive manner and the word
'faggot'.... but I was also horny and desperate to make him happy.

It felt really weird taking off my clothes while he was still fully
clothed. As Karl pulled my underwear down I felt exposed and vulnerable. I
was painfully aware of the contrast between this huge, hairy, older man and
skinny young me standing naked in front of him. He had all the power, there
was nothing I could do to resist whatever he wanted to do to me. Despite my
nervousness somehow that thought turned me on, my cock bounced and let out
another dribble of precum.

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Karl:
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Stevie pulled off his sweatpants and t-shirt but seemed reluctant to drop
his underwear so I grabbed them and tugged. Predictably, the teenfag's dick
was small -barely five inches long and not much thicker than my thumb- but
very hard. Released from the fabric his dick sprang upwards with such force
that a drop of precum was thrown up into the air.

With his slim body, smooth skin and blonde hair Stevie was everything which
got my cum stirring. As the boy shot me a nervous grin I decided that once
he was properly trained I would rent him out to a porn producer I know;
boyfuckers online would go nuts over his cute boyish face and barely-legal
body.

With a hand on his shoulder I pushed the boy to his knees and rubbed his
face in my crotch. Pulling down the zip I let Stevie see the rod I was
going to shove down his virgin throat. Stevie's eyes were wide as he took
in my hard eleven inches and PA piercing. Too late now little boy, this is
what you wanted!

I pushed my cock into the slut's face.

'Get your mouth on my dick, bitch!'

I don't know if you've ever seen a young twink try to suck an over-size
cock? It's simultaneously incredibly sexy and totally hilarious... but
clearly I was going to have to do the work here!  I rubbed my cock over the
boy's face, leaving trails of saliva and precum across his pale skin and
then pushed my PA past his lips. I grabbed the back of Stevie's head in
both hands and forced my shaft into his throat; it barely fit through his
jawhole.
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Stevie:
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The first thing I noticed as Karl pulled his cock through his flies was the
thick steel ring piercing the head. As a slightly innocent teenager I'd
never heard about things like this... it seemed so kinky and dirty to have
a ring through your dick!

The next thing I noticed was the size, his cock was huuuge! Thick and hard
and impossibly long, the dark shaft patterned with prominent veins, the
head an angry purple color. Karl's balls were almost as impressive, huge
and low-hanging surrounded by a forest of wiry pubes.

Karl pushed my face into his crotch and I did my best to suck his cock. I'd
never sucked dick before but I knew what I was meant to do, the problem was
that his cock was just so fucking huge! I couldn't get more than the head
in my mouth properly. I could tell that Karl was getting impatient, he
grabbed me by the hair and pushed his cock into my face. His cock reached
the back of my mouth and I started to gag. I thought Karl would stop but
instead he kept pushing as I struggled and spluttered, choking and unable
to breathe. He didn't stop until his huge cock was fully embedded in my
throat. I knew then that sex with Karl was going to be brutal and painful,
he seemed intent on his own pleasure and didn't much care if he caused me
pain in the process. I gasped as he withdrew but didn't get chance to
properly fill my lungs before he forced his shaft back inside me. I was
struggling to breathe, struggling not to throw up, my eyes watering, but
for some reason my cock was still hard as he used me. This wasn't like the
blowjobs I'd seen in porn, I wasn't sucking him, he was just wanking
himself with my throat. As he finally stopped I collapsed on the floor,
breathing deep gulps of air and coughing up throat gunk.
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Karl:
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I used Stevie's mouth brutally. The slut needed to learn his place, needed
to learn that he was just there for my pleasure. His tight, spasming throat
felt fucking incredible on my cock! I could feel my orgasm approaching but
I had a different destination in mind for my cum: inside Stevie's tight
little boyhole.

I let the boy collapse on the floor. He looked so cute with tears in his
eyes and his pretty face smeared with precum and throat
gunk. Unsurprisingly his cock was still hard and leaking a dribble of
precum. There's nothing like taking a virgin twink and releasing his inner
slut!

I pulled the naked little bitch up by his hair and pushed him forward over
the side of the bed.  Stevie's bum was something to behold. Beautiful,
rounded orbs of creamy pale skin with a perfect pink puckered hole winking
up at me in the middle. If you don't want to bury your dick in an ass like
Stevie's you might as well be straight!

I separated his cheeks and lugged a dollop of spit at his hole. I don't
believe in artificial lube; I like to feel a boyhole nice and tight- the
pain is their problem.

Aren't you going to use a condom?' Stevie asked nervously as I brought my
cock towards his hole.

'Sure, boy!' I replied, grabbing one from my wallet and rolling it down my
shaft. Of course I fully intended to fill him up with my babymakers but I
didn't want him backing out now.
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Stevie:
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I guess I'd expected the pain... Karl's cock was so huge that it was never
going to fit easily into my butt... but when it came I was still shocked.

As Karl pushed the head of his huge dick inside me I couldn't help
screaming out

'ARRGHHH!'

'Stop! Please stop!' I begged him but he didn't seem to hear me.

The pain was incredible. I felt like my whole body was being split in two.

'I can't take it! Take it out!' I implored but he pressed deeper inside
me. Why wasn't he stopping?  As Karl pressed his huge cock further into my
body the searing pain in my hole was the center of my world, the only thing
I could feel, the only thing I could think about.

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Karl:
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With one hand I grabbed both of his skinny wrists while with the other I
lined my cock up with his hole. The boy was tense underneath me, knowing
what was about to happen.

Stevie arched his back and screamed out as the head of my cock penetrated
his hole.  Sluts like Stevie like to show you they're hurting, but really
they love the pain. Really they know that this is what they need. I watched
as the chunky steel ring of my PA disappeared between the boy's pink
asslips.

'Take it boy!'

His face was scrunched into a cute grimace as I steadily forced more of my
monster cock into his skinny body. I could see more tears dampening his
eyes.

'Remember this feeling boy! Remember how I took your boycherry! Remember
how it feels to give yourself to a real man!'

Stevie begged me to stop. There's something special about knowing that it
is your cock making a boy moan and cry.  Still..... I didn't want to
disturb the neighbors so I pressed the boy's head down into the duvet,
muffling his protests.

The feeling of fresh, tight, virgin boyhole squeezing my cock was
incredible; there's nothing like that moment when you take a new slut's
cherry. My entire 11 inches were now buried in the slut's bowels, my balls
pressing against his smooth cheeks and my cockhead lodged somewhere deep
beneath his stomach.

I began to fuck him, first slowly and then grabbing his shoulders and using
my full power.

'Tell me you love it, slut! Tell me you love feeling my big mancock
ploughing your slutty boyhole!' I grunted as I ploughed his hole.

Stevie didn't respond so I grabbed his blonde ringlets, pulling his head
back towards me.  'Tell me, bitch!'

'..ummm... I love it, Sir' I liked the 'sir' but I wanted more, Stevie need
to admit what he was. Saying it out loud is the first step towards a slut
accepting his place.

'What do you love, fag?'

'I love being fucked Sir! I love your cock in my boyhole! I need your cock
inside me!'  The boy's submission only inspired me to fuck him harder. I
didn't much care whether Stevie really believed what he was saying or
not. If not now, he would do soon.

As I switched to longer strokes my cock briefly slipped out; Stevie
screamed once more as I roughly forced the full length back into him and
began to pound him again.

I flipped the boy over onto his back and brought his skinny legs up to my
chest. As expected, the little slut's cock was still rock hard with precum
shining his cockhead and smeared across his smooth stomach. The bitch was
loving this! As I moved my cock back to his boyhole I pulled off the condom
and threw it across the room. I wanted to feel this boyhole skin-on-skin!
Looking Stevie in the eyes I saw a mixture of fear and lust but he didn't
say a word as I prepared to enter him bareback.

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Stevie:
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Karl began to increase his pace, pummeling my butt and throwing me around
like a ragdoll. Surely he couldn't last long like this?

The pain was still intense but less all-consuming, I guess at some point I
must have started to get used to it. Was I actually enjoying this? I'd
always fantasized about being fucked and now I was doing it. A man was
using me for his pleasure. A real man's cock was inside my body right now!
For the first time since Karl entered me I became aware of my own cock. I
was painfully hard and every thrust of Karl's cock seemed to bring me
closer to orgasm.

Karl began to pant loudly and fuck me with huge irregular thrusts, and then
I felt it.  His cock spasmed inside me... 4, 5, 6 times and I could feel
his cum enter my body. A man was shooting his cum inside me! That
incredible thought was too much and as Karl's huge body crushed me into the
bed I shot my own load of cum. Fuck! I'd cum without even touching my cock!
The release was incredible, a million times better than masturbation ever
had been.

As I lay there in my post-coital haze I pulled his arm around me. I felt so
warm and safe surrounded by that huge body. I quite forgot about the
burning pain in my hole. I quite forgot about how I had been abused. I felt
comfortable. I felt sexy.

On a whim I whispered `I think I love you, Karl'.

Maybe it was just the alcohol talking but for that moment I really believed
it.
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Karl:
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And do you know what? After I had raped his little boyass the slut only
goes and says he loves me!  I can see that this is going to be a whole lot
of fun! I bet I can get this little bitch to do anything I want. What do
you guys reckon I should do first? Maybe I could get some of my buddies
round to play with him- I know some guys with even bigger cocks than mine,
they'd really tear him up. Or maybe I should take him cruising and get him
to make some dirty old man's day. But maybe I should just keep him to
myself and play out some of my more extreme fantasies, I'm into some pretty
sick, nasty stuff. And you know what, I bet whatever I do to him the little
bitch will be grateful and come back for more!

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The end
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