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The Pig


This story is fiction and is meant for the entertainment of adults. But be warned, there are such pigs out there and such masters too.



The Pig at Home

The Pig kneels in the middle of the room in the required position, bare assed naked of course, which is how he always is except for the rare times I take him out. He kneels with legs tucked under him, legs spread wide so dick and balls are on full view, back straight, tits arched out as far as possible, head bowed, his nice crop of dirty blond soft as silk hair falling over his cute face.

The Pig has just had his eighteenth birthday, although I met him several years ago when he was a high school dropout hustling on the streets. I knew at once he was a perfect submissive and took him home with me to begin his training. He of course had no idea what he was getting into, but he took to it like a fish to water.

The Pig had a name once, I forget what it was, now its just Pig or Sow, or Cunt Mouth or Asslick or stuff like that. I don't call him Pig all the time because his not having a name at all is good for him, it disorients him and makes him feel really low and useless, which he is except as a cumdump. Don't get me wrong, the Pig is really cute, a living doll. He's small about five foot four, built small and compact with a boyish but strong body. His small size and pretty boy face got him taunted so much in high school by the other boys that eventually when he served as football team manager and water boy, they ganged up on him and fucked his little ass one day after practice. His parents called him fag and blamed him and that's why he ran away.

He's got a flat smooth tummy, a chest that still looks young with just a hint of boyish pec development and two very nice nipples. They were normal boy nipples when he came to me, but now two years later, they are real fucking sows teats! We worked them every day together until now they stand out from his chest almost two inches, thick and rubbery, just like whorecunt titties. I even inject liquid in them so they drip when squeezed just like piggy nipples. Of course when I do take him out in public, like to our city's Summer Fest, and I don't let him wear a shirt, people stare at an eighteen year old boy with nipples like a fucking bitchdog. It humiliates him real good!

The Pigs face is really cute, smooth and boyish, almost girlish, especially when I make him wear lipstick, rouge and eye shadow. He has a narrow chin, nice full lips, a pug nose with two darling wide nostrils and flashing eyes and I always make them look only at my dick. He has beautiful soft hair which I keep cut really short and neat at the sides and let it hang long in front on top so it looks kind of farm boyish.

The Pig has no hair on his body except for a tiny two inch patch of neatly trimmed prick hair above his big boy dick. I picked the Pig partly because, even at sixteen, he was very well hung, now two years later we've pumped that prick up good. It now hangs almost seven inches flaccid and erects to over eight. His balls are very large from daily ball attention. They look swollen and hang low in their sack. They are shaved of course. If I ever find a ball hair on him, I punish the little cunt severely.

The Pig sleeps in a cage except when he sleeps all night with my dick in his mouth or asshole. He sleeps in a cage with a cock shaped tube in his mouth, the tube is attached to the side of the cage and I can just take my nighttime piss into the tube instead of walking all the way to the toilet. The Pig often serves as my toilet in every sense. I love to have the Pig suck and lick my asshole. He loves it too. Two years ago he was repulsed at the thought of licking out a guys asshole, never mind a guys dirty asshole. I trained him by bringing old drunks and derelicts home and paying them twenty dollars to let the piggy boy lick and suck their filthy shitholes. Piggy boy learned that the two uses for his mouth in this world were sucking dick and sucking dirty asshole. Now that Pig is eighteen I'm going to give him his own website so he can show off his skills for the world. I already mailed photos of him sucking cock and taking dick up the ass to all his old high school friends. He cried and sobbed at that, begging me to let his new life be a secret, well that only made me more angry. You see I don't take criticism well. So I sent photos of him doing nasty things with my Great Dane to his little brother, sister, his mom and dad and his former priest. I'm sure the priest jacked off to that photo lots of times. Piggy boy has to accept his new position in life and he should want the whole world to know that he is a fucking pig, born to be used as a scum slop sewer.

Once a month I milk the Pig. He kneels on all fours and I milk his big fatdick. Usually I have him shoot over an enlarged photo of his little brother, then of course I make him lick up the mess. Other than that once a month milking, he is not allowed to even touch his pig pizzle., Although, I love to get it hard and dripping and then not give him any release. We play that game ten or eleven times a day until he is almost nuts with lust. If he should lose control and cum, he is punished horribly. Sometimes I put a plug up the Pigs pisshole to keep him stopped up. Other times I put him in a cock cage filled with thumbtacks so that if he gets a hard on his pig pizzle really hurts, then I try everything under the sun to arouse him.

If he is a good little Pig he only gets twenty swats a day with a paddle on his young small tender boyass. His ass cheeks are permanently pink, sometimes red. When he misbehaves I beat that fucking pig ass until it is black. On each as cheek he has a tattoo. On the left cheek it says "FUCK' and on the right cheek 'ME' . When I take him swimming or to the health club, I always make him change in front of twenty or so guys. We all get a real laugh out of the pig. I also make him go from guy to guy in the health club locker room begging them to let him suck on their sweaty jockstraps. The manager of the health club is a pal of mine, so we don't get in trouble. At first some of the guys thought it was really sick, but now most of them are really into it. The guys in the steam room will have Pig lick the sweat from their bodies, especially from their ball bags and assholes.

There is only one rule in Pigs life, he does whatever I tell him to do, instantly and without objection. He has to trust that I know what is best for him. Like when I told him he had to learn how to be comfortably fist fucked. At first he balked because he is built so small and my hands are quite large, but shit, now he can take the arms of guys much bigger than me. It just took dedication and loyalty to me and the ability to withstand horrible pain. I helped him with that. At eighteen, I'll put the little pigs ass up against any fucked out pervert with a shithole like the Lincoln Tunnel. Fuck, I've had him sleep with a 'softball' bat up his ass.

The Pig eats dog food out of a doggie dish. I give him lots of vitamins too to keep him healthy, but some of that dog food is damn good. He drinks his water, always mixed with a little of my piss from his other doggie dish. He shits and pisses by squatting over a plastic dishpan and letting me watch.

Today I got a phone call and didn't get see him eat his special birthday dinner, gourmet dog food. I so wanted to see him eat it again that I had him stick his pig fingers into his pig mouth and puke his meal all over the floor. When he'd vomited most of it up, I instructed him to eat it again. It was so cute I had to snap a pic. A naked eighteen year old boy kneeling bare assed on the floor licking up his own puke.

The Pig loves to cuddle. He likes me to take his little body in my arms and hold him tightly. He's a fucking needy teenage boy and I give him the love and discipline his life needs. He loves to kneel open mouthed, tongue extended while I rest just my dickhead on his tongue and piss a slow stream of piss down his tongue groove. He loves to lick my ass clean after I take a healthy dump. He loves me to fuck his young tight red whipped ass as hard as I can, and he begs me to bring my buddies over to gang fuck him which we do at least twice a week. The whore boy has learned that it is natural to feel prick up his hole and that his boycunt needs dick up it constantly. I had him fuck his boypussy for hours at a time with big rubber dildos to keep him occupied. The only TV he is allowed to watch are sex videos and he is quizzed later on them and he is told to pick up sex techniques from them. He is only allowed to read porno books like:Truck Stop, Teenage Boy cunt, Soccer team Shinto, Bad boy Dog sucker and Lakeland Lads and The Boys of Lakeland. We intend to try in one form or another every activity described in those novels.

Last week I arranged for him to suck off an entire African American high school basketball team. The boys had a really good time stuffing those big black dicks down a white boys throat. And Pig had a good time too. I tried to get the boys to shit in his mouth, but they were too shy, after all they were just normal healthy American boys, and here was this fucked up fucked out sex pig.

When Pig gets too old for me, like twenty, Ill give him to some friends of mine who like older guys, and Ill pickup a new boy toy. But until that, I have lots more fun planned for me and my Pig. What would you like the Pig to do for you?



The Pig : At the Lakefront Festival

It took me almost a whole week to get the Pig ready. He hadn't been outside in a month and he became as excited as a young colt. The little eighteen year old fucker could hardly contain his energetic anticipation. He would actually smile and I even caught him humming to himself once. Of course I had to beat his ball bag severely with a ruler for that. Pigs don't hum.

To get him ready for the big day, when I would take the Pig to our annual Lakefront Summer Fest, I first vac-cu-pumped his fat teen prick every day for a week until it was swollen to monstrous proportions and almost as thick as a beer can. He sobbed when he saw that his precious dickie was ruined for life. I just laughed. He had not had much experience with pumping a prick. Even flaccid now it hung almost eight inches and was so fat and swollen it looked obscene in a bathing suit or shorts. Next for the whole week I kept his nipple nubs tightly wrapped with dental floss so that they stood out like inch and a half erasers. He sobbed at this tool, begging me not to destroy his nipples for life, I told him calmly that Pigs needed sow tits. I loved watching his cute lower lip tremble as I gently injected fluid into each nipple to swell them more.

"But sir, the way I look now, with these tits and deformed dick, no one will ever want me. "

"You fucking stupid cunt, no one wants you now, you are just a fuck pig, a teenage twatty, a useless dick dump, a sex sow, a prick Pig. " I think he got the message, big tears rolled down his beautiful boyish cheeks. Every time the Pig got grand notions of maybe having a life, a real life, I had to slap him down a peg or two. "I found you in the gutter Pig. You were a high school drop out selling your ass for a living. I developed you into the little sow slut you now are. You owe your entire life to me. Don't ever forget that. "

At last the big day arrived. Now our Summer Fest is nationally known. It is one solid week of rock bands, beer, brats, burgers and boys who walk the lakefront dressed in nothing but shorts and shoes. Beautiful teenage boys who come with cunts but are really there to show each other their pec development and tattoos and dick bulges, you cant fool me. These boys hang on each other, arms thrown around shoulders, arm pit hair all slick with summer sweat, swallowing beer and scratching crotches. When they finally get so horny they cant stand it, they go home and fuck the brains out of their girlfriends. The fucking rock music makes them horny, ten different major stages - the musicians half naked with sweat pouring from their lean torsos, making love to guitars and microphones. Almost sucking the damn mikes, and the teenage boys get fierce hard-ons in their baggy tan shorts that hang down so low the waistband of their underwear shows proudly as if to say, I contain 100% teenage prick.

Well the pig needed to look special. He begged me to let him wear a tank top shirt, at least, so his big titties wouldn't show, but nothing doing, I wasn't going to go through all that work for nothing. Besides I loved it when people stopped and stared at the eighteen year old farm boy with the shank of brown hair falling sexily over one eye and the well developed pecs capped with two enormous elongated sow nipples. I also dressed him in a black leather collar. He wore very small cut off jean shorts, rubbed white over the crotch so everyone knew he played with himself constantly, and cut very high in the rear so his ass cheeks half hung out. He also wore his leather shit kicker boots with no socks. But that was just his entrance outfit, I knew we had to keep him respectable to get through the gates. Once inside the 'Summer Fest grounds, I told him to take off the jean shorts. He blushed, and begged, and was told that he would be punished for that. Pigs don't beg, they do as they're told immediately. He knew that. Well after a lot of hemming and hawing, he finally removed the shorts from his slender hips and pulled them down his muscular legs. Underneath was a bright pink satin posing pouch. The Pig would see Summer Fest dressed in that and nothing else.

Hundreds of people turned to look at him within seconds. Some thought he was part of the Summer Fest activities, an entertainer of some sort, others thought he was just a weird faggot freak, and they averted their c***dren's eyes. The Pig was red faced and it wasn't from the sun. the tiny pink pouch could hardly contain his pumped up prick, and big boy balls, in fact if he moved wrong some nut sack flesh or some prick tube peeked out the sides or top, . The pouch was cut very low, right to the dick, so the tiny two inch trimmed patch of dick hair that I allowed the Pig to keep was on full display. The pouch was held on with thin strings, so the Pigs entire ass was now naked. One could easily see the long red welts on the ass cheeks from the beating I had given him that morning. The Pig hung his head with humiliation.

"I don't want anyone to think I have anything to do with you, you piece of faggot shit. So you walk three steps in front of me and don't talk to me." Thousands of people saw him. Gay guys whistled and some made offers, straight teenage boys mocked and made fun of him. Older people clicked their teeth and shook their heads. k**s giggled and pointed a this huge dick lump. Young girls blushed and imagined that humongous prick in their wet teen pussies.

I bought the Pig a beer and put the paper cup on the ground. Then I made him kneel down and slurp the beer up like the shit sucking sow slut he is. When you train a Pig, you must never let him forget his position, if you slip up you could lose months of training. Especially at the ages of s*******n and eighteen when Pig boys often assert independence, when they still harbor thoughts that they might be able to fuck girls and lead normal lives. That's when you have to constantly reinforce the fact that they are nothing but worthless dick holes and cum depositories.

I had prepared a special entertainment for the Pig. He wasn't here just to watch rock bands, oh no. I was always working toward his further education. I let him lull for an hour or so in the illusion that he might actually have a good time. He had just enough beer to allow him to forget his naked state, and the music hypnotically drew him in. People stood well away from him, except for a gay guy or two who brushed up against his smooth hairless body, or groped a little ass. The Pig had been taught that whenever anyone, no matter whom touched his ass, he was to arch it out toward them so the ass cheeks opened slightly and the pink stretched asshole was on full display. At eighteen the Pig's asshole is well fucked and well stretched. When I met him as a young teen on t he streets, he was mostly getting blow jobs from old queers to make a buck. I taught him there was more to it than that, I taught him he had an asspussy, and how to use it. He resisted me at first, howled with pain and humiliation, but now two years later he often slept at night with a plastic water bottle up his boycunt stretching those pussy lips wide apart. Of course I also made him do daily asshole exercised to keep the cunt tight around a any dick that was up his ass. There was not a moment, not a second of the Pigs life that wasn't littered with sex, with fucking. I didn't allow him a single thought that wasn't about dick and how to serve it. At eighteen years old he was completely fucked up, and that's how I like it.

I hung around the Port-o-Potties, the portable toilets. I put a waste management tag on the blue work shirt that I donned over my white tank top. Then I looked for the right group of teenage boys. Three gangs of boys refused my offer, but the fourth group, wild and young, about sixteen or s*******n with i*****l beer buzzes and high on life accepted. They were just crazy enough. I told them I was with the Port-O-Potties company and that we were having trouble with flushing the portable toilets. I offered them twenty bucks a piece, if they would take turns, taking a dump in the same unit, without flushing it. I said we had to check the sanitation level and the flushing capacity. I told them I understood it was a weird offer, that three other groups of guys had declined, and that I was loathed to ask females to do it. The boys thought it was a really crazy idea and accepted. They joked about who would shit last and how the potty would stink. I told them there were air filters and that was also one of the things we wanted to check. Then I sent the boys one at a time into the portable unit to take a teenage shit. By the time the fourth guy went in they complained that the small fiberglass cubicle really stank and that the toilet was almost full to the top with turds. Teenage boys can shit a lot when they've been chowing down pizza and brats. The fifth and last boy took his shit. I paid them and then put an out- of- order sign on the potty that I had brought with me. Then I got the Pig.

"I've got a special treat for you Pig, " I smiled. as I led him to the Port-O-Potty. He knew something was up and got that frightened deer look on his darling boyish face. I opened the cubicle door, the smell was horrifying. I looked at the pile of turds of different textures and colors almost reaching the plastic toilet bowl rim. "Its lunchtime Pig. Here's your piggy lunch, just right for a fucked up pig sucking slop slut like you. I want you to eat all this shit, every bit, and don't come out of here until the toilet bowl has been licked spotless." I removed the flush handle, for good measure, so he couldn't flush the fucking thing, not that he would ever dare to cross me. He looked very sick to his stomach. "Don't look sick yet, wait until after you eat all that teenage boy shit." Then I stepped out and closed the door. It took the boycunt almost an hour, but at last he emerged looking as green as the Port-O-Potty fiberglass. He had tried to wash the shit stains from his mouth and face. I could see that his tight young smooth tummy arched out obscenely like it does after a meal, a very full, gluten ness, meal. I took his beautiful face in my hands, noticing the slight traces of shit on his full lips . Of course I could smell it on him.

"How did it go baby? " I gently asked. He could hardly speak. " I puked three times." He finally managed. "I hope you licked the puke up too" I told him. 'yes sir" he mumbled looking at the ground. "That's a good little shit eater, Pigs love to eat shit, don't they?" He started to cry. "Yes, sir, ppppigggs love to eat shit. " Sir, can we go home now?" "Hey, sow boy, cheer up, I brought you here to have fun. But we gotta get you cleaned up, you stink like shit. Just go over there to the lake and wade in and wash up. Here's a bar of soap and some mouthwash. "

"Sir, in front of all these people? There's no bathing allowed here. "

"Go on, if you hurry no one will stop you. "

"Sir, I feel very sick to my stomach ."

"That's good, I'm glad. I like it when you are sick to your stomach, it makes you real cute, kind of baby like. I know what you need to make you feel better, some cock. I'll bet you'd like to suck some Summer Fest dick, wouldn't you. You go wash up and then we'll find you some nice Summer Fest dick.

Well the way the cunt was dressed it wasn't hard to attract gay men, especially because the Pig is a cute little hunk. By the end of the day he had sucked thirty-six pricks in a tool shed behind the amphitheater. He was really feeling sick now. I thought it was hysterical. He was so fucking cute. He has large ears anyway, and they were all red from guys using them as handles as they fucked his face.

'Sir, I think maybe I need to get my stomach pumped or something, It really hurts ." He moaned, clutching his tummy.

"Nonsense, I know what you need, you need our sow pussy fucked. We'll go over to t he gay bar and get ten or twelve guys to plow your asscunt, that will cheer you up in no time."

"Please sir, pleeeassse. I don't think I can take it, not today." I took the straw from the soda I had been drinking and forced it up the big pisshole of his teenage dick and piss shot out of the straw. "There that should relieve the pressure a bit and don't worry it'll be an early night. Like I say, just ten or twelve guys fucking you ."

You see, after he's been fucked half to death, really broken, exhausted and stretched and filled with cum at both ends and all raw inside, and wracked with pain and the humiliation that he is a worthless fuck pig, that's when I like to take him home and fuck him myself. He begs me, no more, no more, he pleads, he sobs that he can't take any more, and then I make him take me. I am the final fuck of the evening, the big fuck, the roughest fuck of all. I bend his young body in half, almost breaking it, pulling on his sow tits until they squirt liquid and his screams fill the room. Fucking his face until his tongue lolls out, uncontrollably and swollen from dick suck is followed by shoving everything in sight up his asshole including my hand until his young body bucks and jerks, unable to calm itself, like a live electric wire, until his eyes roll back in his head, until spittle and drool run from his mouth and piss and cum pour from his ravaged asshole. Until he is a mindless fuck rag. Then I let him sleep, after all, tomorrow is another day.



The Pig: The Reunion

The Pig is scared. He's been through so fucking much in the last two years that almost nothing scares him anymore, so its a real dick hardening treat to watch the fucked out teenage cumdump tremble and shake and sweat with fear until his well toned body is slick with sweat. I love it because he chews his lower lip when he's really scared shitless, it's so cute. It makes him look about f******n years old, he's a small k** anyway, small and compact . He's well built with that darling boyish face and that wave of silky hair hanging over his forehead. Just eighteen and fucked over four hundred times. I had him out to a truck stop the other night and he sucked twenty eight dicks, I thought I would have to have his stomach pumped he was so fucking sick, but I just made him throw up all the cum he'd swallowed and then when his tummy settled, I made him lick up the cum puke again. can't go wasting good man cum can we?

Anyway the little cunt is scared because we have visitors. You see, he was so humiliated when I took photos of him sucking dick and getting fucked by people and dogs, and shoving various objects up his stretched out pussy ass while smiling at the camera, and sent copies to all his old high school buddies, you know the jocks who ****d his ass and called him fag and caused him to quit school and run away. I thought I would elaborate on the game a bit. So I had him write letters to a couple of the boys who are now seniors in high school and as mean as ever, and as straight as ever. Well he begged me something awful and said he would do anything if he didn't have to write to those guys again. He was terrified of them. So of course that really turned me on. I made him write love letters to these guys, begging to be fucked again and to suck their cocks and masculine teenage assholes. Then I mailed them to the jocks along with a note saying I found the pig on the street and would any of his old pals like to work him over again for old times sake.

Jesse, the sturdiest high school senior I ever saw called me. When we finally met, I was tempted to k**nap the fucker and train him myself, turn his jock ass into a pussy. But I didn't. Jesse is six foot two, lean and hard with an angular yet boyish face and a blond brush cut. He has a flat tight tummy and well developed pecs but not overly muscular. For some reason he just loathes the Pig. I invited him to bring some of his buddies over to my place and work the Pig over real good, do anything they like with him as long as I could watch.

Well four of them arrived, wearing tight jeans, farm boy shit kickers, tight tee shirts, and looks on their young faces only sadistic teens can manage. Pouty lipped sneers, cute dimples in the corners of their mouths and flashing eyes clouded with beer, they gawked when they saw the Pig, kneeling on the floor on all fours, legs spread so his big shaved stretched balls hung down and his vacuum pumped penis swung all bloated and swollen. He was so scared he trembled and shook, and when he did his cock swung, it was pretty funny. Then I had him kneel up.

"Jesus Christ, look at the fucking sow tits on the cunt!" jess howled, slapping his hard tummy. It's true, what with the tit work and the injections, the eighteen year old Pig nipples stuck out off the boys chest like sow teats, all swollen and fat and ready to be milked. They were filled with fluid too and if you squeezed them they dripped. The Pig hated to go out in public with his tits showing, everyone stared. "Shit I always knew he'd end up like this, even back in school. Every fucking time he walked by me he eyed my dick." One of the boys commented.

"Fuck that's nothing, I had gym class with him. He'd hang around looking at us, our balls and cocks and assholes. "

The Pig wanted to protest, but he knew I had forbidden him to talk. He could only grunt and oink.

"You sure we can do anything we want to him ?"

"Any fucking thing you want, just don't kill him okay, he's too much fun to kill."

Then it began. Jesse moved close to the sweating Pig and with one shit kicker boot slammed a good one into the boys balls. Jesse was real cute when he kicked, like all hunky and wild teenage boys can get when they horse around. The Pig yelped and made kind of choking sound when the boot tip hit his nut sack, then crumpled over onto the floor. Then all the boys were on him punching him and slapping his face and hitting his nuts and dick. Frankly I thought they'd be more creative, but k**s today lack imagination.

"What about whipping his ass with your wide leather belts ." I suggested.

They loved the idea and soon they had the Pig kneeling on a wooden chair, back arched, presenting his ass up and out. I also added the touch of putting pebbles from my driveway onto the chair to irritate his knees more. They whacked his fine tight bubble butt with their belts.

"Use the buckle end, draw a little blood, " I suggested.

"Shit, is it okay if he bleeds?" Jesse asked.

"Look at his fucking arrogant punk face, he's just asking for it. " I said. "And he's doing a lousy job of presenting his ass to you anyway." The Pig was crying pretty hard now and I could see he was sick to his stomach. Several times he swallowed his own boy puck, I had warned him about vomiting in front of his guests.

They laid into his ass cheeks really good, but they hadn't gotten to the sensitive inner ass crack flesh, so I told the Pig to spread his cheeks and handed Jesse a car antenna . "Here beat him in the ass crack with this, right on the asspussy itself." That got the Pig howling like a stuck swine, screams like you wouldn't believe, a high pitched inhuman kind of wail. I admonished the teens not to forget to whip his ball bag really good too. Those fat fucking arrogant eighteen year old balls jiggled in their shaved hairless sack and bounced when the first blow hit them. The nut sack whipping caused the Pig to faint. He fell to the floor.

"A really good way to wake pigs up is to piss on their faces ." I said casually. It was delightful to see five husky teenage boys unzip their levis and haul out their big fat teenage peckers. It was even more fun to see those thick pissers cut loose, five sprays of stinking yellow urine splashed on the Pigs face. The jocks were having a grand old time making piss patterns on his body, even dueling with their piss sprays, watching each other's big dicks piss. It was refreshing to see healthy teenage boys enjoying themselves like this, putting a teenage faggot cuntboy in his place. The Pig woke sputtering and spitting up piss. I ordered him to hold his mouth wide open so the boys could finish their pisses. He was made to gargle piss and swallow which the boys adored. I could see the sparkle in the eyes of the lads as they shook their dicks off so the last few drops landed in the Pigs open mouth. " You boys look like you are having fun, you ought to find some young freshman boy in your school to piss on. You could make him report to the boys room every day and then you guys could give him a piss shower. Think how he'd stink all day. "

I provided the strong thread that they used to tie the Pigs nipples. Then they secured his arms behind his back and his ankles together and dragged him across the room by his tits. "Come on cunt, stick those slut tits out, get them
out." The boys yelled as the Pig tried to comply and stick his stretched swollen nipples out like the fuck whore he was. They used the thread for other games. They tied his big toes up with thread and then put a short length of thread from them to his dickhead, then they had him duck walk around the room. Each step tore at this prick, it was really funny to hear him yelp and squeal. Then they forced his legs up to his chest and tied his big toes real close to his nipples. watching him strain and moan as his legs grew weary and pulled at his tits was a hoot.

"You wouldn't believe the things he can take up his ass ." I simply commented. Well the boys couldn't wait to find out. They shoved a wine bottle up the boy cunt, then the thick end of a baseball bat. This was nothing new to the Pig of course, so I mentioned they were being too easy on him. I provided a long thick loaf of French bread which they used to fuck the boycunt. Then we watched as the Pig was made to eat the ass soggy slime soaked shit bread. The boys made him stand open mouthed with a hunk of the French bread up his asspussy, while they had spitting contests, seeing who could gob the furthest into his mouth.

I ordered pizza and beer for the guys to keep the party going. It was clever, Jesse's idea to shove a bunch of pizza slop up his own tight cool asshole and have the Pig eat it out. I loved it because it meant the blond hunk had to strip. Well soon the boys were lined up to get blow jobs from the Pig. But simple blowjobs were no fun, so I ordered the Pig not to swallow the fuck slime but to spit each load of cum into a glass, until the glass was filled with five wads of spunk. Now I suggested that each of the boys blow his nose into the glass as well, It was an ungodly gray green mess of goo slop. Perfect to give to the Pig to drink. I just love the look on his cute smooth boyish face when he has to do something he loathes, his pouty mouth turns down on the corners and his darling wide nostriled pug nose wrinkles, his eyes fill with tears and he kind of begs with t his look, like a puppy.

"Drink up Pig, ."I said. He did of course.

"Does the Pig eat shit?" one of the boys asked.

"Of course, any good Pig eats shit, do you want to see?"

"Well I got to take a dump and I was kind of thinking of not flushing the toilet."

I congratulated the boy on his teenage inventiveness. He returned from the bathroom a few minutes later a little sheepishly. After all these were nice clean cut normal American boys dealing with the Pig. "Its in there" he smiled, pointing toward the bathroom. So we had the Pig crawl in there and we all followed. The k** had deposited some real thick long turds, and the water was a yellow brown mixture with shit streaked toilet paper in it.

"Well the Pig hasn't eaten yet today except some French bread and a little pizza from Jesses asshole, and he didn't seem to enjoy that too much, so I guess this is it, huh guys? " I said.

"Please, please no " the Pig muttered.

"You say something Pig?" I threatened.

"Oink, oink, oink" he pleaded looking up at me, hair falling over one eye.

"Yeah, baby piggy wants his meal doesn't he, well go ahead, get your head in there and start eating."

You gotta know an eighteen year old boy looks damn cute kneeling with his head in a toilet bowl, his ass sticking up all smooth and freshly whipped with big red welts and black and blue bruises coloring it. His balls all bloated and swollen from beating. I opened a fresh tube of Ben gay and squeezed some of it up his ass hole as he knelt there. The boys thought it was pretty funny. He howled when the Bengay started working, coming out of the toilet water, a turd stuck in his cute full lipped teenage mouth. We made him eat both giant turds and the toilet paper, and drink a goodly amount of the piss and shit water. He puked as he always does, back into the toilet, so we made him slurp that up too. He was so cute, shit and vomit dripping from his chin, tears clouding his eyes, snot running from his nose.

"I just cant believe it, I never saw anything so pathetically disgusting in my life." Jesse said and the other boys agreed. "How can he just do that stuff, that totally disgusting stuff?"

"Easy, he's a pig boy by nature, I just trained him to bring out his true self. It wasn't easy at first, he fought me like hell, but with time and patience, he began to see what a useless ass wipe he really is. "

Later the boys all fucked his ass and several got a second blow job. Jesse took a dump right in the Pigs mouth. "Do you think any of the other boys at your school would enjoy free blow jobs or fucks, or taking a shit in his mouth? "I asked.

Jesse laughed. "fuck it, only about eighty guys I know,the whole fucking senior class."

"Well why don't we do that then, have a party for all the boys in the senior class, eighty boys you say. Ill provide the beer and pizza, you make sure the boys know the score, and how to keep their mouths shut."

The Pig who was lying on the floor sucking an eight inch rubber dildo that had just fucked his ass, moaned , his eyes were wide with pleading.

"Great, how about next Saturday night?" Jesse and the other boys took another piss on the Pig.

"Saturday will be perfect, I've got a farm in the country and we can have the party there. And say, maybe you and the other boys would like to see the Pig get fucked by a dog."

I thought the teenage jocks would bust a gut laughing.

I assured them I was serious. "He also sucks doggie dick!" I offered.

Before Jesse left he turned to me to ask, "how can one k** who's only eighteen years old get so fucked up?"

I smiled. "Practice, , lots of practice."



The Pig: Visit to a Bookstore

Most of you know the Pig, my eighteen year old fuck boy. He ran away from home and school when the boys found out he was a fag and worked him over good. Shortly thereafter, I took him in and have been developing his naturally submissive nature. He's coming along real well too, turning into an obedient little cumdump. Had to teach a the fuck toy to love pain and we continue to work on it. Oh yeah, I got sick of his long curly hair, so I clipped his hair real short in a choppy cut, made him eat the hair too. He still has that darling youthful boyish face and a really well developed body. Course I make him work out all the time, so his body is half man, half teenage boy, just perfect for his age. His mind though is a fucked up mess thanks to me.

Some of you wrote to me asking what happened to the party I arranged for his former high school buddies and him, well it didn't turn out nearly as wild as I had hoped. Only about twenty five guys from his high school showed up. I served the food and drink. They were a pretty rowdy wild bunch, seniors mostly, jocks all. The Pig was really freaked out by seeing teenage guys who knew him. It was bad enough the session he'd had with a five of his former high school tormentors, but to see twenty five guys fucked up his mind good. I made him strip bare assed in front of the boys and put on a little show, .first I had him masturbate while telling the guys how much he got off on them, how good looking they were and how much he needed to suck their dicks and get fucked by them. Then I had him fuck his stretched out ass pussy with cucumbers and a corncob. The guys who were pretty drunk by now loved this, except for four or five who were disgusted and left. Tough titty, speaking about titty, the guys loved the Pigs sow udders, which stuck out almost two inches now. They are freaking amazing, these big swollennipples. He's so ashamed of them he cries when he has to expose them to anyone.

Anyway, after that I suggested a gang bang, but only twelve of the guys wanted blow jobs or to fuck, the rest just wanted to watch, they were turned off it seems by the pig. So twelve guys fucked his ass and mouth which was a real let down. Most of the high school dudes did piss on him before they went home. I collected a bucket full of high school boy piss to save for the Pig to drink the following week with his meals.

I decided I owed the Pig A TREAT since I had deprived him of a really fun class reunion. I got him all dressed up in cut off jeans, work boots, a wife beater , and a collar around his sexy neck and hauled his ass down to the local porno bookstore owned by a buddy of mine. Well first off, heads turned when I led the boy into the store by a chain connected to his collar. HE blushed like crazy and was really cute. Then I had him blow my buddy the owner first. George has a nice thick uncut dick and loves to ram a pussy boy face. Then I took the twat face back into the booth section of the store and told him to strip bare assed naked. Then I ordered the cunt to go to each booth, get on his knees, knock on the door and beg to be allowed to suck the dick of the guy in the booth watching videos. There are twenty two booths in all. he was also to beg each dude to let him suck his ass. So he sucked twenty dicks, two guys refused and left shortly thereafter. And he sucked twenty sweaty assholes. Not a bad start.

His cute little lips were swollen from so much cock sucking and ass eating. Then I went into the first booth and pissed just a few drops onto the sticky floor, turning all the cum on the floor, that had shot out of guys dicks while watching videos, into a nice soupy slop. Then I instructed the pig to lick the entire booth clean, to get all the dick spunk of countless jerked dicks into his piggy mouth. I watched him lick the white trails of dried cum off the walls. Then I told him to clean all twenty two booths that way, with his mouth. It was quite a show, we had eighteen guys standing around jacking off watching and more guys coming in.

Poor little piggy boy looked real cute crawling around on his hands and knees, tight muscular ass cheeks sticking up and his big fat dick swinging. Soon h is face was covered with dick slime and his tongue and lips were swollen and raw. He begged me to let him rest his tongue, he could hardly talk. Well you know how unkindly I take to uppity piggy teens who dare to disobey me. Pig cuntboy had to be punished. So we took a nice thick glossy porno magazine and rolled it up and then shoved it up his ass until just a little was sticking out, well it made a kind of tube in his stretched out pignut asshole. I suggested that all twenty or so guys take a piss into the tube, to fill the boy up real good. In no time the fucking human urinal was sobbing and groaning with pain as his tight young tummy boated out like he was fucking pregnant.

Still we kept pissing up his ass, it backed up and bubbled out of the tube. Pig boy was wild with pain and hysteria. We made him kneel that way ass up magazine tube in his hole, piss bloating his tummy, while some of the guys took matches and heated up his sow titties. Another guy took a ball point pen and fucked his pisshole with it. Shit, that pee hole was stretched. Pig boy was mindless with pain now, and it was real cute, I love the look on his teenage boy face when he thinks he cant take any more, and I know he can. When his nipples were nice and hot two guys lay on the floor and crawled under him and started chewing on the pig tits, real hard. Two more guys lifted his cute face and started to piss up his nostrils. he was gagging and spewing up cum and begging and sobbing and praying out loud and you name it. Gave me a real hard dick.

Then we held the Pig twat over a plastic bucket and let him shit out the piss water and ass slime from his ass, it seemed to take forever, his crams were so terrible that his body twisted up like he was crippled. His cute muscular teen torso twitched and jerked like he was having a fucking seizure. We laughed our heads off. When his guts were empty and his tummy down to its normal size, I punched him several times hard in the stomach to get all the waste out, he puked and shit at the same time. We got most of it in the bucket. Then of course, we stuck his head into the bucket of pisscum, puke and ass slop and shit so he would drown if he didn't start drinking. We made him drink down most of the fucking slop mess until his stomach once again looked pregnant. By now the boy was fucking out of his mind, a gibbering idiot. We pummeled his stomach until he threw it all up again into the bucket, then made him drink it all over again. This was the kind of fun I had hoped his high school friends would have given him, but I guess it takes a fully adult gay male to know how to treat a fuckcunt twat lips pig boy.

Ten guys fucked his sloppy stretched out ass after that. Everybody fucked his face, until he was a real pathetic mess. Cum ran from his nose and his mouth, when he tried to breath cum bubbled out, dick slop squirted out of his pussy around the thick dicks plowing him. He started to sweat piss, you can tell when a guy does that. Somebody brought in an orange plastic parking cone from the street outside, you know one of those things the city puts out on the street when they are working, We forced the k** to sit on the cone and started to press him down, more and more of the big cone went up his cunt, and as the cone got wider and wider, his screams grew more and more wild. He could have delivered a baby out of his ass that night. What a lucky eighteen year old sow boy, most jocks never have the experience of a parking cone up theirmancunt.

And he has me to thank for all of that. They put rubber bands real tight around his nipples and more around his big nuts, until the ball bag looked about to explode. He couldn't even scream anymore, he had lost his voice. He just grunted like the stuck pig he was. He was heaving so hard just to stay conscious, I feared he might have a heart attack, so I decided the party was over for the night. I had a couple of guys throw him into the trunk of my car, and the next morning I took him into the house and got him cleaned up. It took two weeks for him to recover from our little party. He really must learn to do better than that. How will the pig react when we have a really wild party? I mean, I'm just getting started.

The End