This story is a bit different from my usual stories. Normally, I write about things that happened to me or at least I wish happened to me. The tale I’m about to recount was told to me by a smoke buddy.
This story is a bit different from my usual stories. Normally, I write about things that happened to me or at least I wish happened to me. The tale I’m about to recount was told to me by a smoke buddy. It took several months for the whole story to come out. Jeff would only release a nugget after he reached a near stupor high. I believe his story, but I have never confronted him about it because I truly believe he was using me as a confessional. All names have been changed, and all participants were adults when these activities occurred.
It all began in my senior year of high school. When I turned 18, my father bought me a used car which I drove to school and to my afterwork job. On my free weekends, I would drive over to my favorite cousin’s house. Scott is 3 years older than me and has his own place. It’s not much, just a single wide trailer sitting on half an acre of land, but it’s all his.
Scott has always been a bit of an oddball in our family. He was just different. I always got along with him just fine. He has a wicked sense of humor, and he always has a decent weed stash. Today was no different, I pulled into his driveway and walked up to knock on his door. He yelled at me to come in. I entered the trailer and there he was one hand holding his bong the other holding a Dr. Pepper. He motioned me to come sit on the couch with him. He lit the bong, took a hit and passed it to me. I took a hit and passed it back. I leaned back into the couch to allow the hit to do its job and relax me. Scott has good shit, and it didn’t take long before I was totally relaxed.
I noticed Scott had reloaded the bong and taken another hit but didn’t pass it to me. I asked Scott for another hit and he said, “No, Jeff, I love you like a cousin but man you’re draining my wallet. I’m just not getting much in return for my hospitality.” This really put me back, “what do you mean, Scott?” I asked. “Dude, you’re over here nearly every weekend, smoking my weed, drinking my sodas and eating most of my munchies. You never bring over any pot, beer, munchies, just your happy ass self.” He said. “Wow, I’m sorry you feel that way, honest Scott. I just don’t have any spare money, everything I make at my part-time job goes into keeping the car running. You know how it is…” I weakly argued.
Scott nodded, “Yeah, I understand how tight money can be, but supporting your habits is draining my cash flow. Comprendo amigo?” “Yeah, I get it” I said, “is there anything I can do to pay you back? Do some chores or something?” Scott thought for a minute then smiled at me. “Yeah, I can think of something you can do for me.” With that he handed me the bong with a fresh load in it and offered to light it for me. As I was taking the hit, Scott said, “finish it all, you’re going to need it.” So, I took an extra long hit and ended up coughing my lungs out.
By the time, I stopped coughing, I look up and Scott was standing in front of me with his pants pulled down to his knees and his boner pointed straight at my face. He said “Here’s how you’re going to earn your next hit. Suck me off!” Now, Scott had been a linebacker in HS, while I am in the chess club. He saw the fear in my eyes and just smiled, “it will be OK Jeff, only you and I will know, and who knows you might enjoy it.” I saw the smile on his face but also the fact his hands were balled into fists. I remembered the one time I saw Scott get into a fight after school. It didn’t go well for the other guy and he was Scott’s size, I’m not. He reached out and grabbed my hair and pulled my face to his cock. “Open up Jeffy, the sooner you start sucking the sooner this will be over.”
I looked up at him, my eyes pleading for mercy, but he just pulled my mouth closer to his dick. I surrendered. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. He said, “That’s a good bitch, Jeffy, now suck it good, you better pray I don’t feel any teeth.” With that he slid his dick into my mouth, “Suck on it, Jeffy, like a good slut.” He brought his other hand to the side of my head and began pulling and pushing my face onto his dick. He slowly pushed me away just so the head of his dick was in my mouth and he said “take the tip of your tongue and run it up and down my piss slit a couple times.” I complied, and he said “now I want you to do that every so often, surprise me. Now get back to work, he released my head and I bobbed in and out on his dick as he offered encourage words.
I don’t know how long I sucked his dick, probably just a few minutes but if felt like forever, my jaw was starting to hurt. Scott started groaning and telling me what a good cocksucker I was, I started tasting a little pre-cum when Scott let out a “Yessssss” and blasted a load into my mouth. His hands went back around my head and he held me there, his dick pulsating more and more cum into my mouth. “Swallow Jeffy, if you know what’s good for you. If one drop of cum hits the floor you will not like what happens next.” He slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth, but said “Clean it, I don’t want to feel anything sticky on my cock.” I proceeded to lick all the cum off his cock as he smiled down at me. He ruffled my hair and said I did a good job for my first time.
He backed away from me and pulled up his pants, I started to stand so I could get the fuck out of here. I was pissed, scared, embarrassed, I just wanted out. Scott reached out an arm and pushed me back onto the couch. “You might want to sit here for a minute, I’ve got something I’d like to show you.” With that he sat back down and grabbed the TV remote and turned the TV on, then he switched the mode switch to video and began playing a video of me sucking him off. Naturally, Scott’s face wasn’t in the video, only me working over his cock.
I just sat there with my mouth hanging open in stunned silence. Scott loaded up another bong hit and passed it to me. I reflexively grabbed it and took a hit. Scott turned to me and said, “Jeff, I really like you and I think we could take our friendship to all new heights. I sure hope you feel the same, I’d really hate for that video to go viral, know what I mean, Cuz?”
I was fucking furious! “How could you blackmail me, we’re cousins, best buds?” “Are you out of your mind?” Scott looked over to me calm as can be and said “Are you through? Yes, we’re cousins and friends but Jeffy, you’re a fucking leach. You’ve been taking from me for the last 4 years, it’s time for you to start paying back my generosity. And I’ve got a video that says you will willingly provide services to me. Do you understand bitch?”
I was all wound up and ready to unload on Scott when he slapped my face hard. It rattled my brain. I heard him hiss under his breath, “Imagine how that would have felt if I had closed my fist? “Now, stand up and take your clothes off, Jeffy”. He stood up and grabbed my hair and brought me to a standing position. “Get those clothes off, NOW, don’t make me repeat myself!”
I was in shock, I began slowly undressing…this can’t be happening, I thought to myself. Scott said, “Hurry up bitch, don’t keep your master waiting.” I turned toward Scott and he was already undressed and stroking his cock with an evil gleam in his eye. “Don’t make me help you undress; you will not like it.” I shed my clothes and waited his next command. “Good, from now on when we are alone together you will address me as Master or Sir. Do you understand? I nodded, Scott said, “Do you understand?” I said, “Yes Sir” He smiled and said “very good bitch. Here is you reward for accepting your new position in this household.” He walked over to me and put a pink dog collar around my neck. Then he said, “it even has a tag with your name on it, Bitch. What do you say Bitch?” I mumbled “Thank you, Master.” “Louder! Scott said, “Thank you, Master” I said with tears in my eyes.
Scott moved back over to the couch and sat down, he motioned me to kneel between his legs and get him hard with my mouth. I began giving Scott his second blowjob of the day as he took another bong hit. He reached down and grabbed my hair and pulled me up into his lap so he could kiss me and blow the smoke down my throat. Then he told me to stand up. I stood and Scott got up and ordered me to help him move the dining room table into the living room. Once the table was in place, Scott ordered me to lean over the table. I hesitated and Scott was real quick with the open-handed slap that once again rattled my brain. “What did I tell you Bitch!” He said in a low menacing voice. I slurred, “lean over the table, Master”. Scott smiled, “the sooner you learn to obey the less pain you will feel.” He pushed me down on the table and told me to spread’em. I moved my feet further apart and Scott said “more!” “Yes, Sir” I moved my legs apart to the point I was on my tippy toes.
“Excellent Bitch, now let me get some color into your butt cheeks,” and with that pronouncement he proceeded to slap my ass cheeks hard. Then he stopped and I felt him probing my ass hole with a wet finger. “NOOOOO, please stop, not that!” I screamed. Scott reached out and grabbed my hair and pulled my head back at the same time his other hand grabbed my nuts. Scott said, “Bitch, you do not say no to me, do you understand?” “Yes, Master” I croaked. “Good now where was I, ah yes, Jeffy, I’m going to be kind and use a lubricant since this is your first time, what do you say Bitch?” “Thank you, Master”, I wimpered.
Scott release his hold on me and went back to probing my ass with his wet finger, first one then two, shit that burnt, but he keep pushing them in deeper then all the way out. He repeated that a few time then said,” Get ready to be bred bitch.” I felt him move in between my legs, then his cock slipping up and down my butt crack. Then he stopped it when his cock head was pressed against my hole. I felt my hole begin to open then he slammed his cock all the way in! I screamed and tried to crawl away, Scott laughed and grabbed my shoulders with his big hands and pulled me back onto his cock and he began fucking me like I was a 2-dollar whore.
After a few minutes, Scott told me to turn my head to face left. “Yes, Sir” I whimpered, “Good slut now smile for the camera and say Fuck me hard, Master!” I did it, totally defeated, several more times he told me to beg for more, I did. It’s all on tape, my life as I knew it is over, in one afternoon I’d became Scott’s personal fuck toy. He knew, when I hit my total surrender, he reached under the table and grabbed my dick. He stroked it a couple times and my body betrayed me, I started getting hard. Scott laughed a cruel laugh. “You’re starting to like it aren’t you Bitch?” “Yes, Master”, I cried. He continued stoking my dick as he pounder my ass. “I want you to cum the same time I breed your ass.” He stopped for a moment and wetted his hand with the lubricant and then began stoking my dick with his nice and slippery hand. He then went back to pounding my ass as he stroked. When he yelled, I’m cumming, I couldn’t help myself, I did too.
When he pulled his spent cock out of my ass he reached over to grab a video camera and he filmed my gapping ass with the thread of cum dripping off my dick. “Shit Jeffy, this is going to make one hell of a video! Sure, hope you don’t fuck up. Now, get down on your hands and knees and lick your cum off the floor.” I crawled off the table and got on the floor and cleaned it with my tongue and mouth all while Scott filmed my degradation. We moved the table back into the dining room and Scott told me to get dressed, without cleaning up and be back here by 10AM tomorrow wearing a pair of my sister’s pink underwear or at 10:01 a video or three might find their way to the internet. “Yes, Sir”, I said in total defeat and left.
When I got home, I took a shower and used the adjoining door from the bathroom to my sister’s room. Once there I “borrowed” a pair of her pink undies. I arrived at 9:50AM and as I’m about to knock on Scott’s door, I hear a woman’s voice laughing hysterically and Scott’s deep chuckle. Then I heard her say, “Jesus, you really mind fucked him, didn’t you?” Scott suddenly opened the door, “Come in Jeffy and he handed me my pink dog collar.” “Yes, Sir” I said and began putting the collar on. I fumbled with it for a minute when, the lady walked up to me and said, “Let me help you, Bitch!” She straightened the collar out and cinched it tight. I gave Monica the once over, she’s 5’5”, nice body, not quite pretty in the face. She has acne scars and the hint of something mean behind the eyes. Once the collar was on, she stepped back and said “I’m your new Mistress, you will address me as Mistress. Do you understand Bitch? “Yes, Mistress” I said meekly.
“Good, glad you understand your position in our household. Mistress Monica just loved watching your casting couch videos and thinks you have promise but she wants to work with you before she decides if she wants you to become our slave. You do want to be our slave don’t you?” Scott said while twirling a thumb drive in his fingers. “Yes, Please, Mistress & Master”, I said obviously fearful. I don’t know who had the crueler smile, Scott or Monica. “Good, let’s begin. Shuck the clothes Jeffy and show us your sister’s pink panties.”
“Yes, Master”, I pulled my clothes off until I was standing there in the buff sans my sister’s panties. “My, my”, Monica said as she walked around me. She reached out and ran her hand down between my cheeks and said, “Scotty, you might be right, his ass could be a lot of fun.” Then she circled around to face me, she reached out her hands to cup my balls and dick through the panties and said, “Too bad you won’t have much use for these Bitch.” And she gave my nuts a little squeeze. While I was being inspected Scott was removing his clothes. He then sat down on the couch and began stroking his meat. Monica said, “Bitch, looks like your Master needs some attention, get with it.” I just looked at her and she punched me square in the stomach. I doubled over, and she pushed me, so I fell at Scott’s feet.
He reached down and grabbed my hair. He looked down at me and said, “Jeffy, didn’t you learn anything yesterday? When we give you an order you best hop to or the consequence will be pain. Do you understand?” “Yes master” “Good now polish my knob.” He pulled my face to his cock and I opened my mouth to service him. Monica slapped me on the back and said, “Get on all fours, Bitch.” So, I position myself on all fours. I heard her doing something behind me, but I couldn’t tell what it was. Soon enough I had a pretty good idea. She pulled my panties to one side and began pushing her lubricated fingers into my ass. First one then two and finally three fingers plunging in and out of my ass while I’m sucking Scott’s cock.
Monica said, “You’ve got good taste Scotty, he does have a nice tight ass. I can’t wait to open him up with this.” She pulled her fingers out of me and moved in behind me. I felt something cold rubbing up and down my ass crack then it stopped at my hole. Monica began applying pressure and slowly pushed her strap on into my ass. Shit it burnt! Her fake cock had to be slightly larger than Scott’s cock. She paused for a few seconds with just the head in then said, “Get ready Bitch!” and drove it home. Which pushed Scott’s cock down my throat, and I began choking. Scott grabbed my head and held me there as the panic rose within me. Monica kept slamming my ass and I thought I was going to pass out.
Scott finally released my head, and I threw my head back trying to catch my breath with all the spit and snot running out of my mouth and nose. Scott gave me a minute then pulled my head back into position to continue sucking him off. Monica pounded my ass for a couple minutes the said, “Hey Scotty, you want some of this warmed up ass? I’d Like to see if he has any useful oral skills for me.” Scott laughed and pushed my head out of his lap. “Yeah, let’s switch up before the main event.” Monica laughed, “Shit I’d almost forgot about that!”
They switched positions, with Scott lining his cock up to sodomized my ass while I learned how to please Monica. She slid into position after removing the strap on. She was still wearing her black top, but she had removed the short skirt revealing a thick bush of black hair. She grabbed my ears and pulled my face into her pubes. “Lick and suck me good Bitch or I’ll beat you black and blue.” I stuck out my tongue and she pulled my head up and down through her tangle of hair.
Monica said, “in a couple weeks we’ll take you to the next level. I can’t wait until I begin fist fucking you. We’ll tie you to the bed and give you a mask and we’ll make a fortune selling videos of you getting fist fucked.” The thought of what she planned to do to me pushed her over the edge and she started humping my face about the same time Scott began driving into my ass.
Scott commented on how he loved seeing me being used on both ends like all good slaves should be. Monica said I would need more cunt pleasing training but not bad for a beginner. I guess the visual of me be used was too much for Scott as he blew his load pretty quickly on one really deep thrust. Monica immediately pushed my head away and got up and left the room. Scott’s cock slid out of my ass and he stood up and walked around to sit on the couch with my head between his legs. “Clean me up, Bitch!” I started to protest until I saw his balled-up fist and I began licking my shit off his cock between dry heaves.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Monica return with a dog. WTF! Monica brings the dog to my cum dripping ass and it immediately begins licking the cum dripping out of me. It felt weird, the dog’s rough tongue snaking into and out of my ass hole. Then the dog wrapped his front legs around my waist and mounted me. He began trying to get his cock into my loose ass hole. Monica keep encouraging the dog, “Get your Bitch, Peanut, she’s all warmed up for you.” Then she laughed, Peanut’s dick keep pounding into my ass cheeks getter ever so close to my butt, then in one stroke his whole dick went into my ass. Then that god damned dog turned into a pile driver, nothing prepared me for how fast and violent being fucked by a dog could be.
I felt something larger banging into my butt hole. With each thrust it was opening me up even more, WTF! Then I heard Monica say, “Peanut almost has his knot in his bitch.” Knot, dogs have a knot that swells up and once in place takes a long time to deflate. NO, NO, NO I thought with a mouth full of shitty dick. Peanut give it one last push and my ass opened up with burning pain and the Knot slipped into place. We were knotted. Peanut was still pounding my ass but now it was way different. His knot was slamming into my prostate, and my body began to betray me. Monica noticed it almost immediately. “Scotty, our slut here is getting off on being fucked by Peanut! Where is your closeup camera?”
Scott told her and she grabbed the video camera and began recording my degradation. By this time with the prostate stimulation, my cock is leaking a steady stream of cum and Monica was right there to capture it all on HD Video. Getting screwed by a dog and cumming from it with a mouth full of shitty dick. Then Monica and Scott started talking about how much money they could make selling videos of me getting taken by Peanut. Something snapped in me at that moment. I would endure this, but they wouldn’t.
Peanut for his part had finished pumping his sperm into me and had turned around facing away so we were butt to butt. But every movement he or I made kept the pressure on my prostate and I kept cumming. Scott pushed my head off his cock and my front end just collapsed onto the floor with me moaning like a cheap whore, and Monica kept filming.
After 20 minutes or so Peanut’s knot shrank enough, he could pull it out and he did with a pop and a whimper from me. Monica yelled for Scott “to get me a knife or scissors NOW!” Scott ran into the kitchen and brought back a knife and handed it to Monica. She said, “Watch this”, and she proceeded to cut the sides of my panties away. She pulled them off me and stuffed them into my cum leaking ass hole. She smiled at Scott. “This way he can ride home with a full load of dog and your cum.” They both thought that was so funny. I really didn’t give a shit. I’d already worked out my revenge.
I was beat and wanted to go home but they just had to make me watch the 30 minutes of video as Peanut fucked me and made me cum. They drove home the point of just how bad my life would be if this video ever got out. Then they kicked me out of the trailer and I had to dress hiding behind my car. I could hear them laughing at me. Never again.
When I got home, I ran upstairs to take a shower. After undressing I sat on the toilet and pulled my sister’s torn panties out of my ass hole. I dripped doggie and Scotty cum for at least 5 minutes. I took a shower and headed to bed. My mother came upstairs and found me in bed and asked what was wrong, and I just told her I was feeling sick. She asked if she could get me anything and I just said no. I could see the worry on her face. I laid there in my room and relived the bestiality I had experienced. Take away Scott’s shit covered dick in my mouth, and it was impossible to get my head around the fact I had been bred by a dog. I was he’s bitch and after the initial shock, I have to admit I have never cum so hard or for as long as I did when Peanut’s dick was inside me. Fucking mind bender!
The next morning before I went to school my folks got a call from my mother’s brother. He tearfully informed us that Scott and his girlfriend had perished overnight. According to the Police it appears there was a propane leak under the trailer, and it had ignited and burned the trailer to the ground. Later that afternoon my parents and I drove out to Scott’s place. The police had the “Do not cross” tape line in a 20-foot perimeter around the burnt-out trailer. There was almost nothing left other than a pile of ash and debris on the metal frame of the trailer. I walked around to the back of the trailer and saw the dog kennel. I walked over to the dog pen and saw Peanut. I grabbed his leash, and we brought Peanut home with us.