The Transformation and the Submission
R got the text just before midnight. It was from Ron. He could hardly believe it. He could hardly believe he had sent Ron a text in the first place. But now things were in motion again. Ron wanted him to go the same club again. That was terrifying and exciting.
He got into the shower wondering what he was doing. He had meant to stay home and have a quiet night watching some show and maybe jerking off. But now he felt like he was on a conveyor belt to places unknown.
Washing himself thoroughly, making sure he was as clean as he could be, making sure his ass was spotless, using methods he learned on some Instagram site, he actually started to get off on it. The feel of the hot water sluicing his insides was exciting. He slowly jerked his nice-sized dick in the shower, imagining what might happen later.
But he held back. He dried himself off and got ready for the rest of the night. It almost felt like the rest of his life.
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He got to the club and the woman with the pink hair was there again. She gave him a big smile and said, “Hi, R. Nice to see you again.”
How did she know his name? He shakily said, “Hi...”
She came around from behind a little table and put her hand on his shoulder. “I'm Trudy. We've been expecting you. Ron is this way.”
She walked toward the same door he went in last time. She was wearing a short, bright green dress. Her legs, he realized, were very sexy. For a second he felt confused. He was here to take cock, he knew that. But he also thought Trudy was beautiful. He wasn't sure what to do with that.
They got into the same comfortable room as before – the one with the bar – and Trudy opened a different door than the last time. She led him into a smaller room, then she closed and locked the door. It had a few chairs, but was otherwise empty. Trudy sat down in one of the chairs and said, “So R, I know you're attracted to me. But you also like cock, I hear. What are we going to do about that?”
R had no idea what to say. He felt a little panicky. Just then another door opened, and Ron came in. He was wearing a loose pair of training pants and nothing else. R could see Ron's cock moving around in the pants and his mouth was almost watering. But Trudy was there looking at him and he was confused again.
“Hi R. It's nice to see you. I thought I would invite Trudy. I think you'll find it instructive having her watching what you do. I think you'll learn something.”
Ron's voice was soft and gentle. But there was a vein of iron behind it. He was being told, not just offered a suggestion. It felt exciting. Again, R didn't say anything. Ron continued, “How do you think you'll feel with Trudy watching? Will that turn you on, R? Or will something else happen?”
R was even more confused. He wondered if he would be excited that Trudy was there, but at the same time, what he wanted to do with Ron – and whoever else might come in the room – had nothing to do with her. R managed to say, “I don't know...”
Ron looked at him, his face still. “Well I think you're going to find out, R.” With that he peeled his loose pants off so he was completely naked. R felt strange that he still had his clothes on, so he pulled off his shirt. Ron said, “That's right. Get yourself ready.”
Just then the door opened and four more guys came in. They were all naked. R felt a buzz of such excitement that he barely took them in. But it felt complicated that Trudy was there watching. R pulled his pants off, then his briefs. He got on his knees. He knew what was going to happen. Or at least he thought he did.
Ron came up to him stroking his long cock. It was cut and pale and hard. R felt himself get ready to be face-fucked. But instead Ron pulled him up and took his face in his hands and kissed him very softly. Deeply. R felt confused. Kissing guys was still a strange experience to him, but he forced himself to be open to it. He opened his mouth and let Ron's tongue slide in, nudging his own. He tasted like toothpaste. He heard Trudy say, “That's it, R. Show me how much you like kissing a guy. I want to see you really enjoy it.”
R felt a rush of embarrassment. He also felt confused. But more than anything, he wanted to please Ron. He put his arms around Ron's torso and felt the warm, soft skin of his back. Ron pulled away and said, “Nice, R. You're a good kisser. Now kiss these other fine gentlemen.”
R turned and one of the guys – a shorter, but beefier black guy – moved up close to him and grabbed his ass, pulling him close. Again he heard Trudy's voice say, “That's it R. Let them kiss you. Really let go.”
He barely heard Trudy as his lips met this new man's and they kissed with a lot force. R felt himself be pulled along with new energy: more eager and intense. The guy was rubbing his cock against his as his tongue jammed into his mouth, then the guy took his bottom lip in his teeth and gently nibbled. R felt his cock twitch and pre-cum started to ooze out. The black guy stepped back, his lips wet.
Another guy stepped close. He was taller than Ron and had long, dark hair and an enormous cock. The biggest one R had ever seen. It terrified him. It terrified him because he wondered if this cock – maybe all of the cocks in the room – would be in his mouth or his ass at some point.
The long-haired man pulled him close and his enormous, muscular cock pressed into his own. It felt hot and rigid against his dick. He involuntarily pressed his hips forward as their mouths met in a long, tongue-filled, wet kiss. The guy ran his hand down R's back and grabbed his ass, then slid his fingers in between, massaging his hole. The he pulled away and stepped back.
The other two guys joined him and they took turns kissing him. R realized they were twins. That was a shock. He almost felt overwhelmed with confusion and excitement. He was afraid they would start to kiss each other, but they seemed to be focused on him. It was all about him. They alternated kissing him and running their fingers lightly over his body, exploring his back, and his ass, fingering his asshole, tickling his balls. R began to feel like he was being used for their pleasure.
As if on cue, he heard Trudy's voice again. “You're just a sex-toy, R. They're going to take what they want from you. I want to see you give in to it. Enjoy it. Take it. I want to see you submit, R.”
R could hardly hear her words and he was surprised that he decided he didn't want to hear her voice. It was too confusing. He stopped listening as the twins' mouths were all over his face, their tongues in his mouth, their hands on his body.
But then they pulled away. He looked down at their big uncut cocks and wanted to suck them. But Ron came up to him and said, “Nice work, R. Why don't you get on your knees. Just like last time. You're so good at it R. You're so good at taking cock. I want to see you do it again.”
R felt dizzy as he knelt. His own cock was right on the verge. He could cum at any moment. He forced himself to calm down. He didn't want to disappoint Ron. That was what surprised him the most. Even though he would have imagined that having Trudy watch would be exciting, she was kind of like a disruptive force in the room, so he kept his focus on Ron. Even while the twins were kissing him, he kept wondering what Ron was thinking.
The beefy black guy came up to him, stroking his fat, meaty cock. R opened his mouth. The guy laughed and said, “You really know what to do, don't you? Good boy.”
He took R's face in his hands and pushed his engorged, throbbing muscle in. R moaned and slurped around the big muscular thing. He almost swooned when it hit the back of his mouth and the guy's enormous, hairy balls gently squished into his chin. He could smell the guy's body, his intense, pubic smell and taste his slightly salty juice that ran into his throat.
And just as before, he felt hands on his ass, pulling him up so he was on all fours. He felt a thrill of degradation since he was about to be spit-roasted again. And this time, Trudi was watching. But he realized he wasn't sure if he wanted her to watch. He felt briefly confused again but the feel of all the flesh in his mouth dragged his attention back to the moment.
He heard a voice behind him. It was Ron. It seemed to always be Ron. “I'm going to fuck you now, R. Really slowly. I want to watch you take these four cocks, I want to watch your face be covered in their cum. I want to watch you enjoy it. Can you do that for me, R?”
Because his face was full of a big, thick pole of meat, he couldn't answer. He felt Ron's long eager cock start to push into his asshole. It hurt a little but he felt ready. He had lubed himself well before he left the house so he wouldn't have to worry about it. Ron's dick slid in, stretching. He groaned into the black guy's dick and rotated his hips to help Ron go deeper. And deeper. He thought he would be split in two it went so deep. He had almost forgotten what it felt like to be fucked by such a huge thing.
He moaned and Ron said, “Good boy. Nicely done. You took my whole cock.”
R felt pleased when he heard the words and he sucked more intensely, but the black guy pulled out of his mouth and started to stroke slowly, but intensely, really squeezing his dick until, with a gasp he said, “Take my cum, cocksucker!”
Rather than aim for his mouth, the guy started to shoot rope after rope all over R's face. It dripped from his forehead and his nose, it painted his cheeks and dripped down onto the floor. He licked up what he could, enjoying the sharp flavour, but the rest stayed on his face. All he could smell was cum, all he could taste was the tang of thick liquid that drooled over his lips and into his mouth.
He almost came. His cock twitched, right on the edge. He took a deep breath and calmed himself, then concentrated on the slow thrusts of Ron in his ass, the feel of Ron's warm hands stroking his back. It felt affectionate and soothing. Ron said, “Good boy. You took that cum so well. I'm impressed. Here's some more.”
The built guy with the long hair moved in front of him. His huge cock slid into his mouth and R choked. He coughed. He gagged. There was too much flesh for him to take. The guy pushed his cock against the entrance to his throat, but there was no way. It was too thick. He pulled out and pushed in again. This time, R didn't gag, but he couldn't take it deeper.
The guy pulled his cock out and said, “That's ok, R. Almost no one can take my cock. But maybe Ron will let me fuck you some day soon. Right, Ron?”
He heard Ron laughing behind him. “Maybe, Dmitri. If you're a good boy. But I get to fuck you first.”
Dmitri chuckled and looked down at R. He said, “And you can clean out my ass when he dumps a load in there. How does that sound, R?”
R nodded and said, “I would love that...”
Without saying more, Dmitri started to pump his cock fast and soon, before R could feel prepared, it erupted. The head of Dmitri's cock was an inch from his face and it started to spew, jetting ropes all over his nose and on his lips, it dripped from his chin, then Dmitri aimed for his forehead and covered it with the last spurts. R's nostrils were blocked and he couldn't breathe. Dmitri rubbed his cock through the cum on R's face. He was grinning when he said, “Nice work, R!”
He stepped back and then the twins came forward. He heard Ron's voice say, “You're doing beautifully, R. I'm impressed.” He pumped his long dick into him a little faster and R felt himself full of cock. His face was dripping. He wiped some of the cum away from his nose so he could breath. The smell of it was intense, like a swamp in the middle of the summer. He licked his lips, tasting the two loads that oozed onto his tongue.
The twins looked down at him. They were almost identical, except one had longer hair. Their cut cocks were close to his face. R opened his mouth and one twin slid his cock in, pushing it all the way to the back of his throat, pressing into his esophagus. R felt yet another pair of balls resting on his chin. The other brother ran his cock through the cum on R's face just as the first brother pulled out, so he could slide his now cum-slimed cock past his lips, coating his mouth with yet more thick liquid.
The two alternated, soon fucking his face one after other, even at one point trying to stuff both in at the same time. R's mouth stretched and he managed to take the heads of their two poles, but that was about it. R tried to concentrate, tried to experience the smells, the tastes, but it was all too much. One of them stuffed his cock deep again. He was aware of the thick, brown pubic hair that tickled his nose and the hair on his balls got caught in the light stubble on his chin.
After a few minutes taking three cocks – the twins' and Ron's – one twin pulled out and started to jack his dick with purpose. The other one did the same. The heads of their cocks were touching as they worked, their pre-cum mixing above his open mouth. The thought that the twins could blow at the same time was behind exciting and he felt his body go nuclear, and his own cock just erupted below him. He felt it expand and spew cum in long spurts onto the carpet. He had only ever cum without touching himself once before and that was in the same place, his face in someone's cum-filled ass.
He focused back on the twins who were looking down at him, their heads leaning together. One said, “Here it comes...” And he was speaking for both of them, because at almost the same time, they began to pour cum onto his nose and over his eyes, on his cheeks. It ran down his face and onto the floor, it ran onto his outstretched tongue. He moaned and felt his own cock finish spewing. He swallowed some of the twin loads and moaned again. His mind was a whirl of sensation. He was nothing but a sensing creature, only good to take cum. He felt humiliated and happy.
At that point he had forgotten about Trudy and he wondered briefly what she was thinking. He felt Ron's cock still driving into him. Ron said, “What a good cum slut you are.”
One of the twins said, “Yeah, you are a good cum slut.”
To R's surprise, he knelt down, and then his brother, and the three of them kissed with all the cum between them. R wondered if the twins were enjoying some kind of incestuous fantasy, but he didn't care. It felt so nice to be kissed after all the abject lust he had been feeling.
Then, after a minute, the twins got up and walked away. R looked around the room and realized everyone – except Trudy and Ron – was gone. Trudy was smiling at him. She got up and stood over him. She said, “'You're a good cocksucker, R. I'm proud of you. I think my work is done here.” She reached her hand out and tousled R's hair, then walked out of the room.
What surprised him was he wasn't sorry she left. In fact it felt like a relief. Whatever attraction he had to her – and, it almost seemed, to women in general – seemed to be gone. It was as if all the cocks he had taken, and all the cum, had burned away the last interests in women he had.
Ron had stopped pushing his cock into him and then he felt his enormous prick sliding out. Ron moved around and stood in front of him. R thought he would be fed another load, but instead, Ron pulled him up. His face was still streaming cum and he felt ridiculous. But Ron led him through a different door and into a smaller room. There was just a big bed that he was led to.
Ron picked up a towel that was lying on it. He wiped R's face gently, softly, with care. R almost started to cry it felt so nice. When most of the cum was gone, his face still feeling sticky with drying cum, Ron said, “Get on the bed, R. I'm going to fuck you properly.”
R felt excited to be alone with him. He crawled on the bed and said, “How do you want me?”
Ron got on and gently pushed him backward. He said, “Now I want to see your face, R.”
He pulled R's legs apart and pushed R backward a little so his ass – his still gaping asshole – was accessible to Ron's huge cock. Ron leaned forward and pushed his dripping tool back in. To R, it felt like the best thing in the world. He wanted to walk around forever with Ron's cock inside him, as crazy as he knew that thought was. Right away, Ron did two things. He leaned down, pushing R even deeper into the bed, flattening his legs out to his sides so that their mouths could meet and at the same time, pushed that magnificent muscle deep into him, deeper than he imagined any cock could go.
Ron opened his mouth and they started to kiss. Not wildly, but intensely. Their tongues met, their lips squashed into each other. And Ron began to fuck him with the same intensity, pulling back, thrusting deep, and pulling back, and going deeper. Their kisses became a frenzy as Ron continued to assault his ass.
Ron stopped a few times, resting, gyrating his hips slowly so his cock massaged R's insides, then started again. He bit R's neck like a vampire, he licked his way up the side of R's face, then drove his tongue back into his mouth, crushing R's lips, inhaling his tongue. R had never been taken like this, never been overwhelmed by sex, by someone else's need, but he knew that he wanted sex to always feel this way.
Ron's body moved ever faster, their bodies almost bouncing on the bed by the force of Ron smacking into him. R saw Ron's face become more intense, his eyes burning into his and he managed to say, “When I fill your ass with my cum, you're mine, R, you'll belong to me.” and with a long low groan into R's mouth, R could feel Ron's body tremble and he took Ron's tongue and started to suck on it like it was his cock, his own body being taken over by yet another explosion. R's balls burst – his third time without touching himself – and his cock erupted all over his chest in long, hot splashes. He shut his eyes, the last submission was to his own pleasure.
Ron continued to fuck, continued to gasp but slowed down until finally his body stopped moving. He leaned back and looked at R, staring deeply into his eyes. He said, “You took my cum like a good boy.” He kissed R slowly. He pulled is dick even more slowly out of R's battered hole. He could feel a river of Ron's cum drooling out of his gaping ass.
Ron surprised him when he looked down at R's chest with a smile. He leaned down and started to lap up R's cum – every drop – then moved up and spit it into R's mouth in a long kiss. Ron said softly, ”Swallow your cum, R. It's yours.” R did with a little moan. Ron was giving him so much.
When Ron moved up and brought his wet, cum-covered cock to R's mouth, it felt like a gift. He wanted it. He wanted to clean it, to savour it, to – yes – love it. Ron slid his whole length into R's mouth and he took it, tasting himself and Ron's cum. He moaned. This was the final submission and joy. Ron pulled himself out and put his fingers in R's dripping hole, collecting his own cum. He brought his hand to R's mouth and R knew he was to clean it off, which he did, overcome.
Ron looked him directly in the eye and said, “You did so well today, R. After tonight, you're my fuck toy. Understand? You're going to live with me so I can use you whenever I want. Any time of day or night you will be there to take my cum. Understand?”
R felt tears come into his eyes. It was joy and submission and relief all mixed together. Everything was clear. He had never felt so clear. He said, “Yes.”
Ron smiled at him. “And you will let yourself be used by anyone I choose. But remember, it's only my cock that counts. Being fucked by me is what matters. Taking my cum is the only important thing.”
With an increasing excitement, R said without thinking, “Yes, sir.”
Ron lay down behind him, his softening cock tucked in between his ass cheeks, wet and hot. R felt safe. He felt at peace. Ron's arms came around him and he found himself going to sleep. It was going to be the kind of sleep he hadn't had since he was a child.
Just before R drifted off, he heard Ron's voice say, “No matter how much cum I make you take from other men, I will always be the last and most important cum you have every day. Only my cum counts. Only my cum is the cum you love.”
And R knew that it was true.
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