Date: Mon, 20 Jan 2020 11:02:55 -0800 From: Ritch M Subject: Rich Boy Slut - 12 Please remember to donate to Nifty to help keep this site alive. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html It was the first Friday night Officer Dante Johnson had off in a while. He thought once his shift was over he'd go to his apartment, ordering a pizza, and lounge in front of the TV for the night. The long hours and dealing with the scum of the city left him feeling exhausted. He didn't even realize he wasn't driving home until he pulled up in front of the townhouse the rich slut he'd been using lived in. As if an indication it was where he was meant to be, a parking space on the street was free and waiting for him. As he got out of his older SUV and clipped the leash on his German Shepherd partner, Cesar. The police officer pulled out his key to the front door of the townhouse. He'd ordered the little faggot give him one so he could make use of the house anytime he felt like it. The house was close to a university with lots of young, horny, white guys willing to offer their ass to a muscular, black cop. He enjoyed using them in the playroom and on occasion just to mess with the little slut who owned the townhouse, taking his trick for the night upstairs to the master bedroom and fucking them in the boy's bed. It was nice not having to worry about sleeping on cum soaked sheets; that was the boy's problem. Dante had also taken to hosting football parties for some of his buddies at the house. He always had the boy send an Uber Black to pick them up or take them home. Ritch knew his duties during the parties. Serve snacks to Sir Dante's friends and make sure they always had something to drink. His uniform for those events was a collar and jockstrap. Even if the men were all or mostly gay and the blond had a decent size cock, none of them men wanted to see the white boy naked unless they were running a train on him after the game was over. His favorite duty was drinking their piss so they never had to get up and miss part of the game. He made sure all the men were treated like royalty and that they knew Sir Dante was his king. The sound of the alarm chirping alerted Ritch that someone had opened the front door. Seconds later the sound of claws running across the hardwood floor indicated the massive police dog was searching for the bitch. The mound of fur jumped and tackled the blond as soon as he found him, licking the boy's face. Dante watched as the naked blond was mauled with dog kisses. Cesar's eagerness at seeing the boy was evident as he ended up straddling the boy's face, wanting a blowjob. "Damn, Cesar, you could have at least waited until he was able to properly say hello to me." His partner ignored the admonishment as he fucked his cock into the mouth of the blond. "When he finishes with you, come up to the bedroom. Want you to scrub my body before you give me a massage. Then you can cook me dinner." The blond managed to get his mouth off Cesar's cock just long enough to answer. "Yes, Sir." Relaxed and full, Dante leaned back on the couch with his feet propped up using the blond as a footrest. He picked up the sluts journal as he puffed on an expensive cigar. @@@@ At the age of fourteen, Ritch found several websites that listed cruisy spots near him. Even with the number of guys he was blowing from school, he was still hungry for more. He wanted to try something new. Spring had arrived and the evenings were nice enough to be out late. Several of the spots listed were close enough he could easily ride his bike to check out. One was an adult book store. He knew he couldn't get inside but curious anyways. The listing mentioned the video arcade but also outdoor action. He saw a few guys going in through the front door but most seemed to use the parking lot behind the store and walk down an alley between buildings to a second entrance half way from the street and lot. The alley was maybe two hundred feet long and wide enough to drive a garbage truck through it. There were several dumpsters lining one wall. The smell as he rode through it reminded me of walking into a bathroom at a park, the faint smell of piss. He rode over after dark one night telling his parents he was going to a friend's house. About a block away he found a good spot to chain up his bike and made his way to the alley. He had no idea what he planned on doing since he couldn't get inside the store. The alley wasn't particularly well lit with just a light either end and one over the side entrance to the book store. There were two dumpsters a couple feet apart that left a nice dark spot for him to kneel in and hide as he watched guys come and go. A big bellied Latin guy came out the side door into the alley. He looked around and stepped up to the dumpsters Ritch was hiding between. The man pulled out his cock and Ritch thought he'd been seen and was being offered a cock to suck. As he leaned forward to wrap his lips around it, the man started pissing. Being pinned in on all sides between the man, a wall, and the dumpsters he didn't have any place to go. He jumped to his feet in the tiny hiding spot already covered in piss. The guy smiled as he saw the small body in front of him and aimed the remainder of his stream at the boy making sure he was soaking. When he finished he left his cock out. "You hoping to find some dick to suck here? Or just hoping someone would piss on you?" Instead of answering, Ritch dropped to his knees in the puddle of piss and wrapped his lips around the growing uncut cock. It had a strange smell and taste to it but not overly bad, kind of like the guy hadn't showered that day or washed under the skin. It was the first adult cock he'd sucked since summer camp. The guy stood there with his arms resting on both dumpsters and the blond expertly worked his cock. He looked down at the bobbing head and marveled when the boy deepthroated him. "That's it. Suck that dick, bitch." Slurping sounds resonated between the dumpsters and two guys stopped to watch. "Oh yeah. Take it deep like that." He began pumping his hips as his balls churned. "Take my load, cocksucker." The man moaned as he unloaded in the teen's mouth. The boy swallowed and swallowed as the large load threatened to overwhelm him. As the Latin guy was putting his cock away, the blond licked his lips for any remnants. Zipped up and finished with the teen, the guy who had just been blown moved out of the way exposing the boy to the other guys waiting their turn. "Why are you all wet and smelling like piss?" "The last guy pissed on me before I sucked him off." The new guy shoved his cock in the opened mouth and started fucking the blond's face. He was caught off guard and gagged a few times before adjusting to it, but thankfully the man was about the same size as several of my team mates. He eventually got a good rhythm going and got the man off quickly. The third guy took his place and held the boy's head still, resting just the head of his black cock on the expectant tongue. The boy wasn't sure what he was doing 'til he felt something running into my mouth. He tried to pull away as an acidic flavor filled his taste buds, but the man held him tight and continued to piss down his throat. The boy coughed and struggled, but swallowed what he could. A lot ran down his chin adding to the already wet clothes. When he guy finished pissing he released his hold on the boy's head. "Suck my cock, now." The boy did as he was told, slurping and sucking on the dark meat that filled his mouth. His tongue worked hard to reach every part of it he could while bobbing his head. A hand wrapped around the back of his head, pulling gently at first before applying more pressure. The large man ground his cock against the back of the white boy's throat, working it in a little more each thrust. The thick head finally popped into the confines of the small throat and the boy struggled for a moment as he tried to accommodate the size now filling him. "That's it. You can take it." The man pulled back only to slide in a little more. "Nice and slow now. Play with my balls." He gripped the blond hair and shove one more time. His balls bounced against the slut's chin as a small hand grasp the giant orbs. "Oh fuck. Come on, bitch. Make Daddy cum." The pace of the thrusts increased as the black stud fucked the boy's throat. He lasted another five minutes before his cock began to throb. "Take it, bitch. Take my nut." He unleashed a torrent of cum in the slut's mouth. Ritch swallowed feverishly as the bitter-sweet cum flooded his mouth. He struggled with the amount, but managed to take it all. When the guy finished with cocksucker, he pushed the hungry mouth from his dark meat and tried to work it back into his pants. "Good job, bitch. Would be fun to use you as my slave for a weekend." After the last guy took off, the slut sat back against the wall in a puddle of piss. He pulled out his hard cock and began to stroke it. As horny as he was it wouldn't take him long to cum. His eyes were closed as he thought of what had just happened to him when he felt a stream hitting his chest. Opening his eyes, a man was in front of him looking around as he pissed between the dumpsters. It was enough to push the slut over the edge as he blasted a big load that covered his hair, face, and the front of his piss soaked shirt. His moans startled the man who took off as soon as he finished peeing. As the slut came down from his mind blowing orgasm he wondered if he could get some of my buddies to piss on him. No matter if they did or not, he'd find men in the alley who would hopefully feed his new addiction. He also wondered how he was going to get into the house without his parents seeing him covered in cum and piss. A piss pig had definitely been born. @@@@ "So that's how you turned into an alley whore." Officer Dante Johnson laughed as he set the journal down. "You just couldn't get enough, could you bitch? Got one taste of a real man's piss and you were hooked." He unloaded what he'd been drinking right down his slut's throat. "I might have to start whoring you out. Be hot seein' a bunch of bruthers pissin' on you in some trashy alley. Maybe charge them to abuse my fag while I keep emptying your wallet. Win-win for everyone." The cop reached down and scratched behind the left ear of the twenty-five year old blond who nuzzled his master's hand affectionately. "Go get your leather on, Pup. Jock, chaps, and harness. I'm taking you out tonight." The pair climbed the stairs to the third floor master suite. Ritch dutifully did as his Sir told him and Dante rifled through where he'd been storing clothes his boy bought him in the oversized closet. "Gonna have to go shopping for more leather soon, Pup." "Yes, Sir. I'd love that, Sir." Dante pulled on a pair of custom made leather jeans. "I know you would. And what are you going to do to thank me for giving you the honor of spending cash on me?" "Anything you want, Sir." "Damn right, pup." The muscular cop smiled as he sat. "Put my boots on for me, then grab the Prefecto jacket. I'm gonna wear that tonight without a shirt." The blond was immediately doing as instructed, kissing each boot as he placed it on Sir Dante. When his Sir was fully dressed, the boy grabbed a thick, studded leather strap from its resting place with his mouth, never touching it with his hands. He knelt before Sir Dante with his head bowed. The large man took the strap from the boy's mouth and placed it around the waiting neck. With a press on the lock's ring, the device was secured into place. His fingers lifted the tag that hung at the front. "Property of Sir Dante" was inscribed on the silver dog bone. "Grab your yellow mask and the tail. I haven't decided if you'll wear both yet. Also bring your pack with the trashy clothes in it. If I don't whore you out at the bar, I might see if I can get you raped in some alley tonight." When he was sure they were both ready, Dante grabbed the keys to the Cadillac Escalade. He took the boy to the dealership after the Range Rover had been stolen at the gym, picked out the most decked out black Caddy and told the blond to pay cash for it. He might let his little cash slave drive it someday, but it wasn't going to happen anytime soon. He backed the large SUV out of the garage at the rear of the townhouse and tried not to laugh at the old, beat-up Honda Civic illuminated by the headlights. Since he didn't let the blond drive the new SUV, he graciously allowed the boy to have the rust bucket for driving himself anywhere. It wasn't long before the pair was walking into the Eagle. Dante gave a gentle yank on the leash he held. "Hope you're thirsty tonight, pup. You're buying drinks for anyone I say, but all you get to drink is piss." "Thank you, Sir." The sluts cock throbbed in the leather jock as he watched his Sir hand his credit card over to the bartender. **To Be Continued*** *** Your feedback is appreciated and lets me know if I'm doing a good or bad job. DCRichpup@mail.com *** Please remember to donate to Nifty to help keep this site alive. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html