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I woke up at about 11 AM. My mostly hard 11” anaconda cock still inside 18 year old Carter’s man-cunt. The next thing I noticed was the soaking wet bed. I giggled; he had cum all night and pissed a few times right through his sleep. His pillow, face, and hair were soaked with drool. I guess I wore the poor little fuck right out, and all combined with his run from the Irish mob!
Slowly, I started to try to thrust him awake. Suddenly I heard a wonderous trickle on the bed, so I pulled out, twisted and leaned over Carter’s side and thin tight belly and angled his lovely big hard cock to my mouth; this was to allow his sweet salty clearest young man nectar to flow down my throat. There is nothing so nice as young 18-year-old man piss juice for breakfast…Oh Yum Yum! I continue to moan and suck his raging cock as he squirts his hot piss down my mouth. He starts to stir, sit up a bit, and speak.
“Oh, Fuck Ethan…that is so hot; you, drinking my piss. It sure feels like I soaked the fucking bed all night…I’m embarrassed.”
I sternly replied, “Carter, as mentioned the bed has the highest quality waterproof covers; It is a great compliment to me that you relaxed so wondrously after you multiple orgasms and great anal penetration that you free pissed in your sleep…and it is all not just sweet young man piss either; you had many good sized ejaculations as I felt your young horny Twink prostate pumping like a little heart on my cock glans as I brushed over it with my slow thrust fucking; it was fantastic; so much fun!”
Carter replied, “It turns me on so much, you are accepting my piss anywhere. I wanted to taste yours’ last night, but we got side tracked (we giggled) so please save your morning piss for me, I’m a very thirsty guy.”
I moaned and grunted, “Cum to the shower with me as we need to get underway soon to Gracie’s in Quebec City.”
Carter asked, “Gracie? You said that was the name of your Phantom F4? We are to take a few days to get there…I am confused and head swirling dying to drink your man piss master.” (He snickered like a schoolgirl- so fucking cute he is!)
I answered, “Gracie is the head Mistress at the BDSM Bondage and Domination Bed and Breakfast in Quebec City. We will spend the night at “The Prison,” as it is called. (Carter sighed, and his eyes popped.)
Gracie used to be Greg, one of the finest SAS Commandos I have ever worked with. She kept her cock; I am glad. When She was Greg, we had quite a great many flings and fun Fucks and fists; when I retired, or so we thought, he decided he wanted to be more she. So, Gracie has a fantastic body and tits and ass to die for; even gay guys like us will go nuts over; add in the wonderful 9.5” uncut cock and the biggest nuts you have ever seen like tennis balls I fucking swear, and she is a safe fun place to crash for the night with a fully stocked dungeon to boot. She is also an aeronautical Engineer who helped me build the machine, hence I named the Phantom after her.”
Carter said, “I am so turned on. Can Gracie join us for playtime if you are comfortable; I have wanted a safe spit roasting with two cocks I can trust. She sounds so cool!”
I smiled from ear to ear and replied, “I was hoping you would. Come, it's time for your morning juice.”
He giggled and ran to the shower with lightning speed covered in his piss and cum. By the time I caught up, he was kneeling there with his mouth open like Pavarotti at the climax of Nessun Dorma – adorable! ( Yes, I like that line...ok!)
I said, “Your first time…yes?” Carter nodded, “Yes.” “I will squirt on your chest. You move your head to taste a bit and see if you like; then take as much or as little as you want. It is all fine.”
I started my strong piss all over Carter’s fantastic naked kneeling body; his 7.5” penis hard as titanium with his excitement, oozing more sticky cum even after that all night cum fuck. Slowly, he nodded and let it splash on his face. In seconds it was flowing in and out of his mouth; then the big decision; he gulped a good-sized cup of my piss. I pinched and stopped a minute as he closed his eyes, licked his lips, and took the taste fully in his mouth, throat, and stomach.
He proclaimed, “OK, this is the best Breakfast juice in the world; fill me up, Ethan.” We both beamed; he took the tip of my dick as he looked straight into my eyes. Fuck me! Those vast, incredible, so gorgeous, big green eyes so seductively peering deep into my soul as my piss streamed down his gulping mouth as he moaned and groaned. In seconds I was done; he continued to lick and suck my cock as far down as he could without choking. He suddenly made a high whimper sound and came a goofy cum rope torrent squirt all over my legs and feet. We both laughed.
Carter said, “Well…you keep showing and teaching me all these firsts. I never thought I could cum hands free, let alone from taking a big cock pissing down my throat. Fuck me! That is so much fun and super erotic…it makes me so happy to please you, Ethan! I am falling so in Love with you!”
I lifted him to his feet and sucked his face passionately tasting my morning piss juice. I spoke, “I am so in Love with you, Carter! I know there is the age difference…” He placed his fingers on my lips to silence me.
Carter replied, “It is just a number; your gorgeous body and beautiful mind are likely in younger, better shape than mine.” We continued passionately kissing. We showered, soaped each other, and rinsed each other’s parts as we continued a deep face suck and body groping.
“We need to get going; Gracie is also a 5-star chef, so before any playtime, expect a wonderful plant-based meal. Let's try to save our next orgasms for pre-bedtime play with her, ok?” I spoke.
Carter answered, “Totally, dude. Do you have a fresh, new toothbrush and toothpaste I can use?”
I answered, “Yes, several are in my medical-surgical kits.” Without thinking of what he might gravitate to, I opened my two steel briefcases from my bath closet. Carter froze as I suddenly realized the errors of my ways. I decided he had to overcome this fear of anything I might show him that may cause him to freak out, so I did the right thing.
I stated sternly, “These are the instruments that I will cut your body up into little pieces, before I fry you up for days, cleaning your bones till they sparkle like a Jeweler's window.” Carter was completely white. He unexpectedly swung around so fast and had the largest scalpel to my left common carotid artery. I froze in total disbelief. One flick of his wrist and I would be dead in 24 seconds. No one has ever gotten the jump on me like this.
He replied just as seriously, “How do you know my entire story is not bullshit and I am not a secret assassin here to kill you!” I analyzed peering into his eyes for 3 seconds as we both were motionless.
I answered with a giggle, “Your beautiful big green eyes just dilated tremendously; your heart rate has nearly tripled, along with your pulsing blood pressure in your neck. Your lovely man musk scent has emitted powerful nervous pheromones, and a bead of sweat has just formed upon your unbelievable god given manly eyebrows. Your stomach and bowel grumbled with nerves unrelated to hunger or air I pumped up your lovely man cunt; I can feel the scalpel lightly shaking micro-millimeters. A true professional would not have passed the kill school doing any of that.” He dropped the scalpel into the sink and collapsed into my arms, bawling his head off, tears streaming down my chest.
He sobbed, “I am so scared, Ethan…please no more god damned fucking jokes!”
I answered, “I am sorry, Carter, but I am in love with you; I will never harm you; I swear on Grandpa James, Grave and Honor. But you must stop freaking out every time I show you brutal things in my life whether they are firearms, weapons, sex toys or scary contraption to bring impossible pleasure no matter how eye bulging and unreal you think it is.”
Carter pulled back and asked, “OK…well, you have to admit that these two briefcases practically encompass an entire state-of-the-art medical surgical suite used to do anything one can imaging to the body, its tissues, bones, and organs…; later tell me briefly about it; we will have day’s worth of driving for gory details.”
I answered, “Well, in the battlefield or safe places, we may come back wounded or have other brothers and comrades that need life-saving surgery immediately. We elitists must have enough surgical skill to save ourselves and others. Later, agreed!”
He giggled, “Why the fuck do you have fresh covered toothbrushes in here with mouthwash…I see no toothpaste either in here or anywhere in your baths?”
I replied, “Well, the brushes are perfect for removing wound grit, dirt, light shrapnel fragments, and dust before we flush with saline; it Fucking burns like hell.
As far as toothpaste…I can’t stand it…makes me gag and puke. All those years enemies beating the shit out of me with fists, sticks, knives, water boarding; I never spilled a god damned word. Toothpaste, on the other hand, is something different! I would have spilled my guts to them… fucking everything I knew if they put fucking toothpaste in my mouth…fuck…even Grandpa James might have been given up! Anything but the fucking toothpaste! (Carter laughed to the point of tears).
Very seriously, I said with a tear in my eye, “You are the only one I have ever revealed my truth to. You must never tell anyone. Please swear on it, Carter!”
He answered with locked eyes, “I swear on my mother's life and my father's grave never to tell your secret vulnerability…you are in love with me as I am with you…no more secrets between us …agreed.”
I answered, “I swear none, my love!” We kissed and cried together. This was the closest, most intimate I have ever been to another human in my 48 years; never told that secret to anyone,… ever!”
Carter said calmly, “So just the brush and mouthwash, I guess, will do. I am glad you love to take all my fluids and appendages down your throat, no problem.”
I replied, “I can’t explain it. I often use baking soda mixed with mouthwash or vodka to clean everything. The dentist says my oral health is perfect; there are no cavities or gum issues!” Carter smiled, and we packed the cases and put them away except for toothbrushes and mouthwash.
Once we got underwear on (mine being a bit big on him), he stripped the bed of our piss sheets and protective cover and threw it in the dual washer-dryer with soap and softener. He stared at his reflection in the machine for a few frozen minutes.
I approached, put my arms around him, and asked, “You, Ok?”
Carter sighed, “Yes but I guess until we are out of town I must dress up as the cheap drunk hooker with those sardines can shoes again…Fuck…it’s fine except those fucking shoes!”
“There is a young man in the building administration named Justin, about 19, I think. He is near your height and weight. He is extremely flamboyant, quite homely and sad, with long black flowing hair similar to the wig you wore. He wears red running shoes, tight white khakis with more pockets than we have in combat trousers; always a bright Red Dress shirt with fancy cuffs to his wrists; a Black Fedora with a black scarf and black sunglasses; he is so self-conscious of his looks. He is not trans, but extremely feminine. With his sunglasses, hat, scarf, and black wig, we can make you a passable replica of him if you keep your head down until out of the city.” I suggested.
Carter looks around the apartment, the kitchen fridge, and the freezer, and comes back very seriously. He says, “If he is my size, I do not think his body will fit in your freezer; will you acid wash him down the tub drain perhaps?”
I laughed to the point of nearly pissing my pants! “We are not going to fucking kill him!! Fuck! I have something, or rather several things, he wants, and in return I will ask him to dress up as the hooker slut and stagger down to the garage and leave in one of my other vehicles; perhaps the vintage Ford Mustang Convertible a few bays over.”
Carter asked, “What does he want from you, Sex? He sounds like a White Michael Jackson (God rest his soul)?”
I answered, “Well, yes to both! I told him sex was out of the question; he is not quite my type…just far too flamboyant and feminine. IF he were a Tranny I could go for her, but…anyways…more than me…he wants to use the massive dildos and fuck machines, cock cages etc.
Daily when his day is done, I can remote him into the condo here with my phone security app., while we are gone each day; he can bust his cunt wide open and enjoy all the cum spray as the dildos pound his pussy until he passes out. I am sure in exchange for that; he will have no problem becoming the hooker slut and leaving as her in disguise first.
You dress in his admin stuff and head to the car park with me. I have often driven him around the city to buy software and hardware for the building security program, which Max and I installed for the board. He has little money and lives with roommates in shared bedrooms; a mix of straight and queer young men and ladies so no real ability to get the dildos himself or find a place he can afford to use them. All my firearms and weapons ordinance, etc., are locked and unloaded, and the loaded ones have a thumbprint restriction programed for me only. So, he will be very safe here once I remote him in, lock the doors, and engage Winston, the security system. He can condo sit for us while we are gone, having a cunt busting blast we can watch on my video feed, squirting cum explosions.”
Carter answered, “I can relate to all that! Okay, I got it all now! But before we leave, I assume your place in Happy Valley Goose Bay has the same toys and all the BDSM sex shit. Still, what about Gracie’s tonight? She also has all the toys, but I am only cool with taking the ones that have been inside you only or very few guys anyways, not ten thousand guys, no matter how well she cleaned them…that is dungeon realm ooohhhh Yuck!?”
I replied, “OK pick three dildos and two cock cages with the urethral silicone tubes for tonight’s play with Gracie, everything else she has, has been soaked in rubbing alcohol; good like just out of the box brand new!”
“Well come over and quickly help me as my eyes are bigger than my loosening cunt.” Said he. We walked over to the three dozen dildos. His eyes were drawn to the three sizes of seahorses.
I stated, “The Seahorse is their most popular dildo and brings incredible orgasms, but for tonight, not larger than the 2 XL; I am sure Justin has been eyeing the 3XL, largest size, so leave that for him.”
Carter said, “Ok, I like that one. It's close to your fist size at the ball's base, which you almost got in me last night. I like the bulgy, curvy grey one here, and the brown one with a huge head like your fist. I want to feel and squeeze them all first, okay?”
I answered, “Excellent choices from the Hankey Dildo line, Carter; 2XL Seahorse, 2XL Horny Rhino, and 3XL Minotaur. Now what cock cages here in the drawer?”
He replied, “The heavy black metal penis dragon shaped one with the cock tube, and the black flat pan one that squishes my cock deep inside me and strangles my nuts please!”
I replied, “Awesome, the black Phallic dragon and the black inverted negative cocks’ cages, both with the five-inch urethral cum tubes.”
Carter continued, “I know I briefly touched the toys the other night, but I still can’t believe how soft and flexible these dildos are…my cock is getting hard and dripping again Ethan and I know we have to get Justin and get the fuck out of here…”
I stated, “Yes, let me call him up, and you get ready to dress him in the hooker outfit. Remember, you still need to wear the wig like his hair.” In a few minutes, Justin arrived. I quickly explained the plan to him after stating that Carter’s life was in Danger and that he was under my protection. I clarified the disguise to ensure the CCTV and hackable cameras, and how they needed to switch identities.
Justin said excitedly and flamboyantly with hat and glasses, and scarf hiding his appearance, “Firstly, I must say, Carter, you are the most beautiful young man I have ever seen in my entire life…God, your eyes! OOOHHHHHH MMMMMYYYY! OOOOOHHHHH!” I rolled my eyes as his voice fluttered, and he patted his chest and brought his hands to his lips.
He continued, “So I will take the Stang and drop it at your company and then take public transit back to my apartment and change into my similar get up and return here on the bus; then your guy Max with return the Stang, and you two out of town and I just must text you when done or starting my shift to let me in and out…and you guys are gone for a month; and I can ride all the toys and fuck machines, and condo sit as long as I clean all of course?”
I answered, “Yes, give or take. Do you need a quick lesson on the toys and Fuck Machines?”
In a pissed-off femboy know-it-all voice, Justin said, “No! I need no lessons on anything as I have researched it all online for a year. I have long wanted to do it; never been able to afford or find a long-term safe play spot. Don’t worry I will douche in your spare bath and clean all up, and sleep in the spare room. It is a total deal on one condition.”
I asked, “And what might that be?” I was so certain he was going to insist on sex with one or both of us when we returned…I likely would have agreed, as we have no choice.
He looked down and spoke. “Before I get the hooker outfit on, I want help to put on one of your inverted negative cock cages and a butt plug up my pussy so I can wear it all day making my anal expansion drip thinking about the toys and powerful fuck machines I will get to use in your super secure and soundproof place for a month!” Poor Justin squirmed and got quite emo, almost teary as he swung his ass and hips getting horny.”
Suddenly Carter said, “I want to put on my black inverted cock cage and big ass plug too now please Daddy.”
I huffed and said, “Oh fine for fuck’s sake…both of you get naked so we can get this done and get on with the fucking plan.” They both started to undress; Justin suddenly became quiet and extremely slow. In a few seconds, my heart broke. He was covered in cigarette burn scars everywhere…maybe a hundred of them. Many looked like he or someone tried to cut them out or off; there were other self-harm cut marks.
Carter was in shock. Justin broke the silence, saying,
“You have the most beautiful body Carter and a perfect huge, gorgeous cock. God, you are so lucky!”
We both looked at Justin’s growing, dripping erection. It was an inch shorter than Carter’s and not quite as thick, but a very nice penis and testicles all around with no injuries or scars.
Carter answered once both men were completely naked, “Thanks, Justin…I am sorry to ask, but who did this to you?”
After a big sigh, tears, and a shaking voice, Justin answered, “Only a few friends know. I was born to a prostitute and drug addict. She fatally overdosed when I was 9. My years under her care and hatred of me…she…she…she…burned me repeatedly, saying I was the ugly mistake that ruined her life. My face is some homely and not handsome at all, like you lucky men.
Weirdly, because of her drug use while she carried me, my body is gross, so I cover and hide… I have been trying to eliminate her hate by cutting it out. You are lucky to have a Greek God like body and face, Carter.”
I answered, “Justin, I wish you had told me your story. When we return, we will take you to the world's best plastic surgeons and spare no expense, ok…our gift?”
Justin said, “I can’t accept that generous offer…please just cock cage and butt plug me and go; the anal prostate pleasure I will experience will stop me from harming myself. I promise no more cutting.”
Carter approached Justin with both their young man penises hard and dripping; he brought his lips to Justin's face and open mouth kissed him so passionately I came in my pants…I loved watching my man lover show such compassion and caring.
Carter lifted from Justin's face and said, “You are so beautiful, Justin. When we get back, if you have been a good little anal cunt slut and have done as you have promised us, we are going to have a pleasure-focused, pain-free BDSM cum gushing ass eating threesome you will never forget!” Justin spontaneously ejaculated all over Carter's legs and belly. Carter wiped It up with his hands and brought it to his lips and sucked his fingers clean and kissed Justin some more in a beautiful deep open mouth cum kiss.
Justin hollered back once they broke face, “Oh, yes, yes! Ok down to business Ethan come cock cage me up please as my dick is going down…thanks for that quick cum…that was the best!” He giggled so adorably with innocence. He now reminded me of Eddie Redmayne in "The Danish Girl."
We got both young men into the metal negative inverted black cock cages; cum tubes deep in the prostates; they moaned and sighed and quickly pranced around like newly bridled stallions. I gave them both one quicker surprise and lubed and inserted a big black butt plug up both their man cunts to massage their prostates happy all day long till playtime tonight.
Finally, after five minutes, they were dressed up and switched identities. The transformation was incredible and came off exactly as I had hoped. Carter was so happy not to be in those heels, and Justin seemed to walk and wear them quite well…I think he had some secret prior experience with them.
Justin left dressed up as the hooker. He assured us he was fine doing it, considering that his mother was an addict prostitute… it seemed almost excitedly therapeutic to him. The mind and mental emotions of human social sexuality are so complex.
As Carter was packing the toys in a knapsack, on my laptop, I quickly sent a $1 million wire transfer to the mid-low level Mob guys that I suspected were at the root of his blackmail loan shark. I will spare the details, but in another email note, I confirmed that this is the full and final settlement and nullifies the nearly $800K principal and any future interest lost from Carter being released from their life of extorted and blackmailed servitude. They all knew who I was, so I was not expecting any reply. Assume no news is good news.
We got down to the Garage and I decided we would take the 2025 Toyota Tundra 4X4 Crew-Max SR. Carter was drooling as once we were well out of town, he knew he would get to drive it. However, I recalled that I had the shortened condenser book of words that Gracie had created on the custom Phantom F4, as well as some quick anatomy block puzzle cubes like the famous Rubik’s. Carter could study human male anatomy not just for sex and deep wide anal penetration, but for defense after much planned training these 4-6 weeks. Lastly was The Illustrated World Encyclopedia of Guns: Pistols, Rifles, Revolvers, Machine and Submachine Guns Through History In 1100 Clear Photographs, and the famous shooter's bible. He would have to learn all the world's most famous firearms and how to use and maintain them. Like Grandpa James always said, “a dirty gun is a good as no gun at all.”
I informed Carter that once we hit Drummondville, he would switch and drive the Tundra for the straightest stretch for 200 km. Carter leafed through all the books and the anatomy puzzle and said,
“Ethan, I have never touched a firearm or gun or any weapon…so I understand you feel I need training, but please ease me into it...It does sort of turn me on, just like all my aviation books and models. My Cock is puffing -straining here though with the inverted cage on and the huge plug up my ass. I can feel my underwear completely drenched as if I have pissed myself some more, but I know it is all my pre-cum and semen. I feel so horny and masculine. Before I take the wheel, how much time do we have?”
I answered, “About 40 minutes maybe…why?”
Carter very serious takes off the wig and says, “I want to suck your big cock and have you shoot as much cum down my throat as possible until it is time for me to drive…can you do that safely soldier?”
I giggled, “OOOOOHHHH WWWWOOOOWWWW The distraction test! I will keep both hands on the wheel. Loop your seat belt through your waist belt and then keep the chest strap around your rib cage. There is a cushion in the back, so put it on the large middle console here to place your chest so you are comfy, then slide in under my arms and undo my belt and pull down my zipper, and feast away until it is time for you to drive.”
Carter, like a boy opening Christmas Eve presents, did all that in about 30 seconds flat; he maneuvered perfectly. I then sighed and moaned as I felt his cool tiny hands stroking my penis and seconds later his lovely tongue sliding up and down my shaft as he moaned and groaned like he was at a buffet for the starving. After sucking my balls and chewing on my pubic hair, he came up and took a huge breath and swallowed my cock almost 8 inches down his throat and started the most wonderful slow bobbing tongue action…my God! Did this young man know how to suck cock! For over 40 minutes, we both sighed and moaned like there was no tomorrow; I came massive loads down his throat as I noticed him squirming and moaning almost as much as I did. He seemed to be rubbing his caged pubes humping the center counsel. I started to realize that he was doing full cock caged ejaculations as well along with me.
After an hour, I was sure he had swallowed a litre of my semen. Well past Drummondville, we pulled off on Route 259 into a gas station. I finally saw just how much ejaculating Carter had done. He licked his lips, and his face was drenched and covered in my semen and ejaculate. Then when he moved back to his seat, I saw the cushion was completely saturated with his semen that had repeatedly shot from is inverted cock cage seeping through his white pants from Justin. He was so excited to be sucking my cock while I was driving, and his squirming was evident that he was learning after studying the anatomy cube how to use his anal and rectal muscles to force the butt-plug to massage his prostate and seminal vesicle. In the gas station parking lot, we kissed as he used his fingers reaching down his pants to pull handfuls of his semen out to feed my mouth with his hand.
We finally both got out; upon passing the back of the truck together I saw the outline of the cock cage. His entire pants looked like he had been thrown into a pool of Twink cum…we both giggled. We chatted more all about man sex and deep wide anal fisting all the entire drive. He was so happy to be behind the wheel again. He squirmed repeatedly while driving…That cage was staying on him until morning!
I could hardly wait to get my cock up his ass and throat with Gracie. Tonight’s surprise will be the dildos and fuck machines; then our double fisting watching the young man I am so in love with, 18-year-old Carter will experience the orgasm he will never have dreamt even remotely possible. Fuck I am so in Love with him, I will show him pleasure like none have ever experienced!
