“Hole”
The text read.
It was from Jace of course. Nobody else habitually refers to me this way. Every time I hear it or read it, it makes me feel like a lifeless object. A thing. Most people would find it dehumanizing. I find it thrilling, but let’s face it, even years of therapy cannot undo the psychological devolution of my mind.
It was early on a Saturday morning when the text came through. It awoke me.
“Yes”, I responded.
“I’m horny”, Jace said.
“Be right over”, I responded. In the eight or nine years I’ve known Jace, I’ve never refused him. I wasn’t going to start now. The idea of him using other holes made me extremely jealous. Of course I knew I wasn’t the only hole on his roster, but likely I was on his priority list.
I quickly sprang out of bed not bothering to change into a new jock . Why bother? Brushed my teeth, douched, threw on some shorts and a tank top and headed over to serve my purpose.
Knowing Jace, he would have already unlocked his front door for my arrival. I walked in and stripped by the door. I didn’t see Jace, but knew he was on his king bed with a hardon.
I wasn’t wrong about that. Jace had his laptop out on his bed and I heard the porn playing on the screen. There he was completely nude, leaning back on his headboard. A bottle of lube next to the laptop. He’s used it to stroke his dick. I could tell because it was glistening in the morning sunlight coming through the blinds.
I wish I could have taken a picture of this King of a man. He will always be, in my eyes, a God. He has a natural muscle build from many years of hard construction work. He embodies masculinity in every way. Deep booming voice, hair on his chest, beard, bull balls, and more than eight very ample thick inches. I’m addicted to him and he knows it. Jace loves that he holds my cage key. It’s my willingness to be his chastity pig that has kept this fucking situationship going all these years.
I didn’t hesitate. Jace didn’t need to tell me what he wanted. I knew.
I picked up the lube and rubbed some into my hole and moved the lap top to the other side of the bed. Jace moved his hand away from his raging boner and I sat reverse cowgirl on it. A deep first plunge until my ass came into contact with his balls.
Part of the allure for Jace is my locked dick. He knows that by keeping my dick off limits, it’s only hole I have to focus on. Again, I’m grateful to my locked dick because I know it has lead to this moment.
I let out a soft pleasurable grunt from his intrusion, working my hole over his throbbing member.
“That’s it hole, sit on my dick!”
I leaned forward just a bit and started riding up and down his flagpole. I was masturbating him with my hole.
“Fuck yeah, make me cum in your hole!”
I squeezed down hard on his cock, and rode from tip to base, over and over and over again.
Jace started swatting my ass hard.
“Ride my dick, hole! Fuck yeah!”
“This is all you’re good for, hole!”
“Fuckin’ show me that you deserve my cock, hole!”
“Fucking pig! Look at that needy hole eating up my cock!
“Filthy fucking pig hole!”
“Fucking cumdumpster!”
My ass was getting beaten as he hurled these insults one after the other. They fueled me to work harder. To prove to Jace I was worthy of his time.
“Turn around!”
I got up and remounted facing him.
Jace pushed the pouch of my jock to the side. My cage on full display.
Then he snapped it back over.
“Fucking faggot! You don’t need that dick! Tell me what you are?”
“I’M A HOLE!”
“”Who’s hole?”
“I’M YOUR HOLE!”
“You want my load cumdump?”
“YES PLEASE!”
“Are you my cumdump?”
“I’M YOUR CUMDUMP!”
“Fuck yes, I’m gonna feed your fuckin’ hole!”
I rode him harder as Jace’s hands gripped onto my waist. He held it steady and used his hips to pump upwards deep into me.
“Get ready hole! Here it comes! UUUGGGHHHH, AAAAHHHHHH, FFFUUUUCCCKKKK! YEAAAHHH! Ohhh FUCK!”
Jace stuffed my hole with a gallon of his babymakers. I watched his face contort as he filled me. I made a move to dismount so I can clean off his cock but his hands held me in place.
“Where you think you’re goin’ hole? I ain’t done with you!”
His stared into my eyes and his body relaxed under me and my hole remained clamped over his deflating length.
After almost a minute, I finally felt it. Jace was pissing inside me. A warm sensation filled me and I felt my belly slowly expanding. It was the wrong position for this, defying gravity. I was upright, well, slightly hunched over, but still not a great position for taking piss. I clamped down even harder knowing that Jace would erupt if I spilled even a drop on him or his sheets.
“Fucking urinal! What are you?”
“A hole, I answered enthusiastically.
“That’s right, hole. A cum hole. A piss bucket. A spittoon. Fucking sick twisted hole!”, Jace called me with venom in his voice as his endless stream of golden fluid filled me.
Jace exhaled when he finished emptying his bladder. Then he abruptly pushed me off of him.
“You can go now hole, now I’m done with you”
Dismissed, I ran to the door to grab my shorts and put them on along with my slip on shoes. I needed to release all that piss quickly!
Once out of his building, I found a bush, squatted and released. It wasn’t ideal, but I didn’t have much choice. I’d long forgotten what having dignity felt like anyway. After expelling, I put my shirt back on over my head and started walking towards my place. I kept hearing Jace’s voice in my head, calling me “hole”, along the way.
Once home, there was another text from Jace with a link to a hypno-popper training video that contained multiple images and short videos of men getting dicked down and fisted, the narrator referring to the listeners as faggots and/or holes amongst other things.
I closed the blinds in my bedroom to make it as dark as possible. I then found my headset, poppers, lube and a good toy or two. I stripped completely, pressed play, and for the next 36 minutes, I gooned out and by the time I was done, I was desperate for something substantial up my hole. I was a hole in need.
With a butt plug stuffed up inside me, I decided to watch a second video, “Chastity Masters Popper Trainer”. Once again I gooned out letting the hypno-Master fuck with my mind. Twenty two minutes later, I was ravenous for a man to use one or more of my holes. The need was so overwhelming.
“I’m hole”, I texted Jace.
“WTF?”
“Please, u busy?”, I wrote in desperation.
“Again?”
“Please”
“No”
FUCK!
I was gonna have to find dick on my own.
I was amped and ready.
I had a tight red t-shirt that read “HOLE”, in black letters and tiny running shorts that barely covered my ass. I decided to do some outdoor cruising in the park. No jock to hide the cage, anyone looking at my crotch would know something was different down there.
I put a small bottle of poppers in my sock and a small tube of lube in the other and off I went. I drove to the park entrance and noticed a half dozen or so cars over by the notorious cruising area.
I got out and locked up, looked around to see if anyone was watching. The coast was clear so I headed into the trail areas, dense trees so it would be difficult to see anything from the outside.
I didn’t have to walk too far in before I saw an older white man cross my path.
I stopped and he stopped. He looked down at my crotch and smiled.
“Locked?”
“Yes”
“Can I see?”
I pulled my shorts down slightly.
“Hot. How long?”
“Almost 10 months”
“Niiiccee.”
“Thanks.”
“Looking for dick then I suppose?”
“Yes”
He was probably in his 50’s, full head of silver hair, goatee, blue collar looking kind of guy, not bad looking.
“Can I see your ass?”
I was so desperate, not only did I pull my shorts to my ankles, I bent over completely.
His hand rubbed over my skin.
“When’s the last time you were fucked?”, he asked.
“This morning”, I said, still holding my ankles.
“So there’s a load in there now?”
“Yes”
“And you want more?”
“Please, yes!”
“Fuck yeah, I’ll fuck you.”
I heard him unzip and probably he was getting himself hard while playing with my ass.
Then I felt his average cock stuff my hole.
“Ohhh nice”, he said.
The old man grabbed onto my hips and began to bang inside me. The sound of his skin slapping against mine must have been loud enough to attract a visitor.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a set of walking shoes come closer and closer. I glanced upward and there was another guy, a good 10 years younger with his ginormous cock out, stroking it while watching me get railed.
“You want my cock?”
“Yes, please!”
I was getting it in both ends now. One cock sliding inside me with Jace’s load serving for lube and one now invading my throat. I closed my eyes and thought about those hypno vids and my mind slipped into a deep submissive head space. Then I heard Jace’s voice in my head, calling me “hole” over and over again.
This caused my butthole to loosen up and the old man quickened his pace and it was almost a silent orgasm. A slight grunt as he emptied his balls inside me.
I don’t know if I even waited for the old man to zip up. I spun around, grabbed a handful of huge dick from the other guy and guided it towards my dripping hole.
Bent over, I placed the huge thick head inside my craving hole and pushed myself down until all of it was impaled inside me.
My top grabbed me by the arms and pulled my torso upward as his ass pumped his dick deep inside me. My cock cage was bouncing up and down and side to side as he used me as his fuck dummy.
I had this silly, sick, smile on my face, so giddy that this huge cock was nailing me in the great outdoors. I didn’t care if anyone was watching. The only thing that mattered was serving up my hole to this man’s dick.
“Fuck me!”, I demanded. I bent over and grabbed onto my ankles again, giving up my hole to one of the biggest dicks that’s ever been inside my experienced hole.
The man slapped my ass a few times as he became more aggressive, slamming inside harder and harder. Cum was running down my thighs and my taint. It sounded so sloppy. I know I was gaping.
The man’s hands now on my shoulders he continued pounding away.
“Take my dick faggot!”, he shouted.
Moments later, I could feel his grip on my shoulders tighten and then he roared.
“Rrrrrrrrr, grrrrrrrrrr, ohhhhhhh fuuuuccckkkk!”
I felt this man’s huge cock jerking and twitching as it unloaded, feeding my hungry hole.
When he pulled out I dropped to my knees to clean it off. There was so much cum all over it. A nice blend of different flavors to sample. I gobbled it up like a fucking pig.
The man put his cock away and walked off.
I wasn’t even there 20 minutes and I’d already taken two loads. Not too bad.
I thought about taking off my shirt as I continued deeper into the woods, but thought my shirt would attract more attention. It’s not every day you see someone wearing a “HOLE” t-shirt.
Behind a tree, there was a tall Black man wearing a hat. From afar I couldn’t really see his face. He was wearing sunglasses. It was obvious he had his cock out, the shadow catching his movements as he stroked his meat. I approached quietly but there were some dried leaves on the ground and I stepped on them. The man heard me and turned around to have a look.
Once our eyes met he nodded his head for me to come closer.
I did and I wasn’t looking at his face, I was looking at his dick. It was thick, and it was throbbing, veins protruding. A bead of clear precum visible on its tip.
He moved his hand away, a silent invitation for me to enjoy his meat.
I knelt on the dirt and opened my mouth. I took him inside and moaned. The feeling of a hard cock down my throat was always so fucking good. He put his hand in my hair and guided my movements as I bobbed up and down on it, getting it good and wet.
“You want my dick up your ass white boy?”
“Fuck yes”, I said as I looked up at him in desperation.
“You get fucked today?”
“Yes”
“How many?”
“3”
“Your hole still wet?”
“Yes”
“Turn around and give me that hole”
“Yes Sir”, I said enthusiastically.
I bent over by a tree and held onto it for leverage.
This big dick wasted no time burying itself deep inside my hole. Having been opened up by its prior occupant, the path was clear for another hard dick down. So much cum squelching in my hole as the Black man worked his dick in me, coring out my innards.
My fucker was very aggressive, taking his open hand to my ass several times.
“Take my big dick, faggot!”
“Yeessss, fuck me, Sir! Cum in my fucking hole!”
With me egging him on, it didn’t take too long for me to earn his load from his balls. I love that feeling when a cock explodes inside me. This one didn’t disappoint. I turned around and took his bulbous head into my mouth and cleaned it well before he up and left me.
I walked around a few more minutes to see if I could collect any more loads, but didn’t have any luck.
I ran across a couple of teenagers who saw me.
“Faggot!”, they laughed and pointed.
I wasn’t bothered by it all. I actually smiled at them.
“Thanks”, I said, surprising them by my reaction.
As I walked back to my car, I felt cum seeping out of my ass, no doubt staining the back of my shorts.
There was one man in the car next to mine with the window rolled down smoking a cigarette.
As I unlocked the driver’s side door I heard him say, “Looks like someone had a good time.”
I turned around to face him. He was kinda hot with salt and pepper scruff on his face, sunglasses, and a ball cap.
“Yes, I did.”
“How many loads you get?”
“Four so far”
“Hot. Want another one?”
“Yeah, sure. Where?”
“Wait for me back there. I’ll finish my cigarette and meet you in a couple of minutes.”
“Ok”
I walked back into the woods, found a spot and waited on him.
I didn’t have to wait too long, I saw his figure walking in my direction. He was wearing a T-shirt and grey joggers.
I walked a little further back and he followed me until we found a good spot to fuck.
He reached out and grabbed my caged cock over my shorts.
“You’re wearing a cage?”
“Yeah”
“That’s hot. Who has the key?”
“My fuck buddy”
“How long have you had it on?”
“Almost 10 months.”
“Fuck! That’s crazy. Does it make you horny?”
“Fuck yes!”
“I can only imagine. Pull down your shorts, lets me see your hole”
I pulled down my shorts and revealed my wet hole.
“Damn boy, your hole is dripping.”
“Yes”
He shoved a couple of his stubby fingers inside my ass and fed me some cum.
“You want my load?”
“Yes”
I bent over and grabbed my ankles again.
I never did get a look at his dick. I heard him jerking off before he brought his cock to my hole and pushed inside.
It really did slip right in. I was open and slick.
“That’s a fucking wet hole there!”
That average sized cock churned all that cum swimming in my belly, so much dropped down my taint and balls.
“I’m not gonna last too long. This hole is so good.”
A few grunts later, another cock emptied its seed inside me. Another cock served. I did feel like such a hole.
The man pulled out and walked off quickly.
By the time I got back to my car, he was gone.
Before starting the car, I checked my phone. There were messages from Jace and some missed calls.
“Where you at hole?”
“WTF hole?
“I’m here”, I responded.
The phone rang.
“Yo, where are you hole?”
“At the park?”
“At the park? Did you get fucked?”
“Yes”
“Fucking slut hole. How many?”
“4”
“Pig”
“Yes, I’m a pig.”
“It’s all your good for, hole!”
“Yes”, I agreed
“I was gonna fuck you.”
“But now you’re not?”
“No fucking way, dirty whore!”
Jace hung up on me.
I drove home and laid back in my bed savoring all those sweet loads I’d taken. Even if Jace wouldn’t fuck me, it was worth it.
Taking dick and loads is what I was made for. Jace was right.
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