Date: Thu, 21 Dec 2023 23:00:15 -0700 From: Nasty Slut Subject: My son becomes my sex toy-17 All right guys. I hope all the fans have found this since its switched categories. All bets are now off. The total 100% depraved debauchery is now in full swing. There is no returning from the dark side. May the force be with you. And give some money to fucking Nifty! You should be giving them something for all the nasty, disgusting, perverted, sickening porn you get for free! You God damn sickos! In fact, you should be rewarding me also for the time I commit, and for my most excellent fucked up mind. You should be sending me pics of your dirty, pedo cocks, dripping with cum as you read about Marky's degradation. Dreaming that you were molesting and abusing little Marky. And you should be sending me pics of things stuffed in your own faggot pussys. Dildos, cucumbers, sausages, use your imagination, as you wish you were actually Marky. The once innocent, virgin, barely a teenage boy. Now a legitimate faggot boy whore. You wish that was you. ______________________________________________ Chapter 17 After we washed off on the lake I told Marky we were taking a little road trip. I carefully selected an appropriately slutty outfit for him. I took his jeans and cut them into very short shorts. So short his little bum hung out the bottom. Then I took one of his tank tops and made it a crop top. Right below his nipples. And flip flops on his feet. His delicious young body was delightfully exposed like the whore he now was. I gathered up items in a bag and off we went. Of course Marky was naked in the truck. I didn't tell him anything and we drove about an hour and smoked a couple joints on the way. We pulled into a rest stop. This was one of the last few old school rest stops. It was basically a glorified out house with three stalls for shiting, three crusty stained urinals, and a couple of sinks. And the stalls were literal latrine holes. The stench of the place was strong. And I loved it. I'd spent many a hot time here, and was hoping today would be a good day. It was on a not very busy two lane highway, so it got some business, not a super lot. I took Marky inside. The smell made me hard. I showed him the stalls with all the nasty graffiti and the glory holes. I made him lick each of the toilet seats, then the urinals. Especially the dried yellow piss stains. Then I made him strip naked and sit in the middle cubicle and wait. Here's the thing about truckers. They're lonely. They're horny. Most of them are pretty fat and ugly. And even the most straight trucker can't resist some hot boy pussy when it's presented to them. All we had to do was wait. I waited out in my truck while Marky sat in the stall, totally naked. After about half an hour a truck pulled in. A fat greasy long haired guy climbs out and heads inside. I wait about 10 minutes and he didn't come back out. So I carefully opened the door and could hear the sound of sucking going on. I could see Marky on his knees and the feet of the other man facing his direction. I quietly approached and slid the cubicle open. The trucker started freaking out but I told him it was ok. Everything's cool. I told him that was my son and he was a cock whore. Marky kept sucking his cock. The guy relaxed and I asked him if he wanted to fuck my son. "How old is he?" He asked. "12." I lied. Marky could pass with his smooth, hairless body. "Jesus. And he's already a little whore? When did you start training him?" "Actually only a couple days ago. He was a virgin. Now he's a whore. He got royally gangbang last night. His pussy still hurts. But that's what whores are for! So if you want to fuck him. 5 bucks." He fished out a fiver. "Damn cheap whore." "It's more about demeaning him than the money. He thrives on abuse and humiliation." I put the five dollar bill between Marky's teeth and told him to hold it there while he was getting fucked. I bent him over the latrine and the trucker spit on his dick a few times, then stuck it in. Marky groaned as he was taken by a total stranger in a disgusting public roadside toilet. His dad having sold his hole for 5 bucks. "Oh fuck that's some nice boy pussy." The trucker groaned. "So tight and wet." "Oh yea, fuck my son. Fuck my 12 yo whore son. Fuck his little boy pussy hard!" The trucker started slamming into Marky then pumped his load into my little boys hole. He pulled out and Marky dropped to his knees and cleaned off his cock. Then he thanked the man for using him. I beamed with pride. "Fuck that was hot. You guys gonna be around here a while?" "All afternoon and evening. I wanna see how many 5 dollar loads this slut can take today." "Well I can help you out there. I got some buddies traveling this road today. All I gotta do is put out the word that there's a hot 5 dollar 12 yo boy whore. They'll be on that!" And he was true to his word. 5 rigs stopped at the rest stop. All paid 5 bucks to fuck my whore. One rig had two guys, so they double teamed him. I would stand watch at the door while the various truckers got freaky with my son. Lots of pissing and slapping. I told the couple they could double fuck his pussy, and they did. We left when it started getting dark with 30 bucks and 6 loads from total strangers in Marky's cunt. Back at the camp there was a bit of a surprise as some of the guys were there waiting for us. Earl, Clay, Travis and Trent were back wanting more boy pussy. Of course I was happy to oblige Marky's services. It wasn't as crazy this time as it was last night since we weren't all high anymore. But the four men managed to fill my boy again with two loads each. So 14 loads today for my young slut. Not too bad. Of course, I still had two more loads to give him. Fuck I love his squishy cum filled whore hole! The next day we headed back into town. Of course Marky was dressed like a slut again. I wanted to talk to Travis about something. "So, I have a proposition for you Travis." I said as I cracked open a couple beers. "You have a natural talent boy. And I think you could make a lot of money from it. I mean, a fucking lot!" Travis listened intensely. "You see, there are men who would pay highly to be dominated by a hot, teenage, white trash, country hick such as yourself. Some of these men, you wouldn't even have to touch. They would just get off on the verbal humiliation. Some of these men would want you to beat them and abuse them. And they could make you rich!" "Go on!" He said excitedly. "Men will want to suck your cock and get fucked by you. But all will want to serve you and be humiliated by you. Now, these are going to be older men, not young pretty boys like Marky. You think you could do sexual things with older men? Fat men? Ugly men?" "Fuck yea!" He said confidently. "As long as I can abuse them and hurt them, I'll be able to do more. In fact, I'll probably make them suffer more for being fat and ugly!" He laughed. God I fucking loved this kid. "When do you turn 18?" I asked. "Next March." "Great. That gives you time to charge extra for being only 17. I know some people who would very much be interested in you. And they know more people. It will take no time to establish a clientele. Then when you do turn 18, you'll be ready to start your next phase." I called for Clay to come over, as he needed to be aware of what was going on. Marky was naked under the table sucking his and Travis' cocks. I explained everything I had talked with Travis about already. Then I told them all about Jimmy, everything he does, and how much he's made so far. Both guys were impressed. I also told them I had already cleared things with Jimmy, and Travis could move into Jimmy's house in L.A. That would become home base. Then, he would also enroll in classes to teach him filming and editing so when he turned 18 he could open his own sites and really start pulling in money. He could also do stuff with studios. They're always looking for young, big cocked dominate studs. But he would make more on his own. Both men were equally impressed with what I put forth. "Seems like a no brainer to me." Declared Clay. "Fuck yea dude! Let's fuckin do this. I'm gonna be rich man from all the pathetic old faggots!" He shouted happily. "So when do we leave?" "So I'm leaving for Seattle in a couple days. A friend is loaning me his motor home for the summer. We're coming back for the 4th of July weekend. Then we'll all head off to L.A." "Awesome!" He exclaimed as he grabbed the naked Marky from under the table. No asking, no discussion. He just spit on his cock and started sliding it into my little boy. Of course I didn't care. This was Marky's new life. A man wanted to use his fuckhole, and it didn't matter what Marky thought about it. He was now a bonified cumdump. His job is to accept anything in his holes at anytime from anybody. Travis pounded away for a few minutes before exploding into my son. As soon as he pulled out of Marky's cum chute, Clay slid his enormous snake in. Marky took it without even grimacing. After Clay came in my son and pulled out, I couldn't help but to notice how red and puffy and angry looking Marky's little rosebud was. It was becoming a real boy pussy. Marky was truly transforming into his destiny. After getting a good night's sleep, the next day started with Marky eating my shit. His cock wax rock hard with every mouthful he took. Then we washed and headed back to the rest area. I again left Marky naked in the middle stall. I texted the trucker from the other day, since he had given me his number. He said he'd be passing through in about an hour. And that he'd let his buddies know. Perfect. A guy on a motorcycle pulled in. A real scary looking guy. Probably about 6'4, three hundred pounds. Bald and dressed in full leather. I was nervous as he headed inside. But I knew Marky would know what to say if things got dicey. He'd explain that he took off his clothes because he's been camping with dad and needed to jerk off and didn't want to risk getting cum on his clothes. Kind of stupid, I know. But coming from a kid, it might be more believable. Of course, hopefully most guys would just not question it and start using the boy whore. And bikers are just as bad as truckers when it comes to using boys. I waited a good 15 minutes before I entered the bathroom. I wasn't disappointed. The guy was in the middle stall with Marky. My son was on his knees. I could hear him choking on what I was sure had to be an enormous cock. "Yea you fucking queer. Choke on that big cock. That's what you want isn't it? Is your mommy and daddy outside? Do they know they're little boy is a truck stop faggot? That he's naked on his knees sucking nasty biker cock?" I had snuck quietly into a stall and was watching through a glory hole. "Fuck yea." I moaned. "Use my son. Molest my little boy. Sexually abuse him!" The guy wasn't even startled. "Get the fuck in here!" He ordered me. I did as I was told. I couldn't help but be intimidated by this man. "Get naked too!" He commanded. I quickly stripped. As I was doing that I looked at the cock Marky was sucking for the first time. It was bigger than Clay's. And fatter. My heart pounded at the thought of that entering my son. Marky's mouth was stretched as wide as it could be, and the cock barely fit in there. "Is this really your daddy?" He asked Marky. The boy nodded, since his mouth was jammed full. "You send him in here naked, hoping strangers will molest him?" He asked me. "Yes." I grinned. "That's exactly what I hope for. He's a little slut. A whore. A cumdump. I hope men will use him." "That's fucked up. But my kind of fucked up. How old is this little bitch?" He wanted to know. "12." I lied again. "How long you been molesting him?" "Only a few days. But he's been gang fucked, double penetrated, tortured, beaten, abused in so many ways already. He's already a full service toilet. And a total, 100% submissive cumdump. He's a natural. He was born for this!" "Holy fuck! That's fuckin wild! I still need to shit. I sat down to start but this naked fag distracted me, sitting there beating his little boy cock." "Please. Be my guest. I want to see this. Can I recorded? I promise, no face. On the floor, toilet boy!" I ordered my son. Marky obediently layed down on the dirty cement. The biker dropped his leather pants and squatted his huge, meaty butt right over Marky's open mouth. After some grunts, a big turd slid out filling Marky's mouth up. The biker stood up and watched Marky happily chewing away. "Jesus that's a sick little faggot." He said. "And you're a sick dad. I love it. Open your mouth pig." He told Marky. The boy did, revealing a mouth full of shit. The biker then aimed his half hard cock downward, and started pissing. Markys mouth quickly filled and became a true toilet. The piss and shit mixed together in the teenage boys mouth. "Now swallow!" I just masturbated as I watched. Marky gagged as the nasty concoction slid down his throat. But did not puke. The biker then squatted back down and shit the rest out into Marky's toilet mouth. Standing up, he added more piss which Marky eagerly devoured. Soon it was all gone and the biker grabbed Marky's hair, pulling him up. "You got something to grease up my cock, pervert?" He asked. "Of course." I said as I grabbed some lube from my pants. "Grease me up pervert, so I can rape your son. That's what you want, isn't it? For me to rape your little 12 year old son with my monster fucking cock!" "Oh yes." I said, almost as if I was in a trance as I greased up that magnificent man pole. I couldn't even get my hand all the way around it. "Rape him so fucking hard! Don't show him any mercy. Rape the shit out of him! I want to hear him scream. I want him to cry. Hurt my boy!" I pleaded. The biker just laughed evily as he pushed Marky into the wall of the stall. He kicked Marky's legs apart and placed his cockhead against the young sluts pussy. I fed Marky poppers as the biker grabbed his shoulders. He plunged his cock in. Marky screamed like a little girl. Luckily no one else had pulled into the rest stop, as I knew there was no stopping the biker. The biker laughed harder as he forced his almost 13 inch cock deeper and deeper into the whore. "Please." Marky begged through tears that streamed down his face. "Please stop. Take it out. It's too much. Oh god, PLEASE! It hurts so bad daddy. Please make the man stop!" Marky sobbed. "Fuck that little faggot bitch!" I told the biker as I stroked my hard as nails cock. "Break that fucking slut! DESTROY THAT WHORE!!" I shouted! The biker slammed himself full force balls deep as Marky screamed again. "RAPE MY SON! RAPE HIS 12 YEAR OLD PUSSY!" I Excitedly yelled. The biker did exactly that. This was the most forceful, brutal fuck Marky had yet to receive. Not only was the cock that was pulverizing his insides impossibly huge, the man using it was truly showing no mercy whatsoever. He slammed deeply into Marky over and over. Opening the teenager in ways never before. The poor boy just grunted at every pound as the tears continued to flow. He was still begging and pleading, but it was much softer now. Like a defeated little boy. "Now whore." I said as I leaned into Marky's ear. "I'm tired of hearing you beg for him to stop. You know you want this. You need this. This is why you were born. I Want you to beg him to rape you. To fuck you. To hurt you more!" I fed Marky more poppers and he started. "Please fuck me Sir." My obedient boy started out softly. "Please rape me. Hurt me Sir. I need it. I deserve it. I'm a nasty piggy little whore. Rape me Sir!" Marky begged, getting louder. "Rape my boy pussy! I'm a whore Sir! I'm a disgusting faggot slut! Hurt my titties Sir! Please! Hurt my little bitch boy titties! RAPE ME SIR!!!" He shouted. The biker reached around Marky and started pinching and squeezing his little pink nubs, causing the boy to squeel. After a minute he said, "Get your mouth up here daddy. I want you biting your little boys nips while I destroy his little boy pussy!" The biker pulled Marky off the wall and arched his back, sticking his chest out. I locked onto the nubs and started chewing. Marky squeeled in delight. "Oh yes daddy!" He cried out. "Hurt my titties daddy. Hurt your little faggot son's titties. Rape me Sir! Rape my hole for your pleasure!" He sobbed. The biker just jackhammered my boy for a solid 10 minutes before he buried himself and pumped his hot biker load into my sweet little boy whore. Marky dutifully dropped to his knees and cleaned off the dirty cock that had just raped him so completely. There still wasn't a trace of blood, so I knew Marky was still intact. God he was a miracle! "Thank you for raping me Sir!" Marky said to the biker. "Kiss my boots faggot!" He ordered my son. Marky obeyed and kissed them all over. "Now lick them!" Marky's tongue slid all over them. It was so erotic to watch my son worship leather for the first time. "You guys live around here?" He wanted to know. I explained we were camping an hour away and we were heading to Seattle tomorrow. He said he didn't live far from here, and wondered if we wanted a proper send off? He had a couple of buddies who would love some 12 yo boy pussy. We made plans for them to come to our campsite that evening. After he left, I examined Marky's busted open hole. It still gaped open a bit and cum ran out of it. This turned me on so much that I had to fuck my son. I bent him over the latrine, his face in the shithole so he could breath in the nasty aroma while I fucked his juicy wet cunt. Shortly after, the greasy trucker from yesterday arrived. He paid another five bucks to use my whores hole. Only 4 more truckers stopped to use Marky that day, so we returned to camp with slightly less money. Back at camp, I had Marky do stretching exercises and lunges to start working on his glutes. I was determined he was going to develop a bubble butt. Soon, the guys from town arrived. All six. Marky didn't know that they were coming, but that didn't matter. It's not Marky's place to know. It's only his place to do as he's told. But since we were leaving for a couple weeks, they wanted to all fuck him again. I let Marky smoke the glass pipe, since I knew he was pretty exhausted from the marathon sex, and he had another all night gangbang ahead of him. Pretty soon there were dicks going into my son's holes and the fucking was already in full force when the three bikers showed up. Marky was fucked relentlessly again all night. By morning, he could barely move. His pussy was starting to look like a 50 year olds pussy already, but I knew it was resilient and would tighten back up. I gave him a powerful sedative and knocked him out so he could get some much needed rest. Of course, once he was unconscious, I couldn't help but to fuck his stretched out fuck hole. Being unconscious made his already slack hole even more loose, and all I could hear in the still mountain morning was the shlup-shlup sound of his jelly like cum filled guts. I loved the fact that Marky had no idea he was being used at the moment. But that was his place in life now. Just a worthless cum bucket. Not even deserving of respect.