After sucking off a man on camera - a man I didn't really find attractive I should add - I couldn't believe what was being asked of me next. I'd been in my car for two minutes and Master was now asking me, no - telling me, to find more cock. How this hasn't escalated from faceless cam shows as an online kink I had no idea, but here I was and as I'd been denied an orgasm for almost a week, I wasn't turned off by the idea of sucking more dick. In fact, the mere suggestion of it made me own cock grow hard and I replied in the only way I knew how.
"Yes Sir"
This time Master had a more direct approach. I was to send the same message to every local profile I could - the first to invite me over got his dick sucked. It didn't matter if he was old or fat or unattractive. First come, first served. I hoped for a better looking one this time but from Master's point of view it really didn't matter. He just wanted me back on my knees as soon as possible with a mouth full of hard, dripping cock.
I composed the message and began to send it out: "Faggot here, my Master has ordered me to suck the next available cock as long as he can watch on camera. Just my face and your cock. Let me know if you're interested." I waited with baited breath to see who would reply. Some of the guys I'd sent it to were good looking, some were horrible to think of getting sexual with. Others were faceless, blank profiles - like a lucky dip or mystery prize draw of sexual submission. My Master was anticipating the situation as much as I was. He had seen me suck one cock that night already, hungry for it even though I didn't find it's owner attractive. Now I was waiting for my next meat of the evening.
I felt like a really cheap slut sitting in my car at the side of the road waiting for the next man to call me round to suck him. Knowing it wasn't me that would choose who I'd suck, but that it would simply be the next available hard penis ready to unload it's sperm right down my throat.
A couple of vague messages popped up but none were committed, until finally one popped up from just a mile or so away. He sent me a photo - not bad looking. About 15 years older than me. His cock pics were distinctive because he had a piercing on the end of it. It looked large and the piercing was something I had never handled before. He told me he wanted my mouth round his cock and so his would be the next I sucked. It wasn't up to me this night. I was simply at the whim of the men who wanted me.
I messaged to say I would suck him off and I let my Master know that the next cock had been lined up. When I got his postcode and put it into the satnav I realised that he lived in a slightly sketchy part of town, but it didn't matter. There was cock needed sucking - a man needed pleasuring - and this was my duty. To be a slut for men. For this man and especially for my Master.
I pulled up outside of his place. It was a ground floor flat / apartment in a dimly lit street. I called my Master on the video call and then went to the door. I was greeted by a man just like the one in the photos. He was a similar height to me, around 5ft8. A little older. He came to the door in shorts and a white vest - a man who was a little rough and rugged around the edges. He looked clean and presentable and all in all was attractive enough for my liking. I indicated that my Master was already on the call and he invited me in. There was little in the way of conversation.. he sat down on the coach and dropped his shorts. He was already hard, his white cock was long and girthy, with strong veins on the shaft. His balls hung low and the cock ring at the end felt new - something I've never had to handle before. I came face to face with this huge, throbbing meat and I was salivating once more. My own dick still tucked away in my boxers was pressing at the material, throbbing, leaking, pleading to be touched.. but it's men that have their cocks touched. Men have their cocks pleasured. In this moment, in this situation, I was a faggot. A slave. A cock sucking pig. My own dick needed to be ignored and just this huge throbbing cock in front of my face was all I had to focus on. My master on the video call was all I needed to consider.
With my master watching, and my second host of the night eagerly waiting, I began to worship my second cock of the night. The cock ring felt strange in my mouth and on my teeth, but I managed it, bobbing my head up and down on his meat while the phone pointed at my, my host held the back of my head and pushed it up and down on his dick and my master spoke words of encouragement and degradation through the screen of the phone. I licked and worshipped each ball, gently sucking on each one, then moving my tongue to the shaft and licking all the way up to the head of the cock. The foreskin pulled back down revealing the bulbous heas, proudly displayed and waiting for service. I lapped the end of it, the cock piercing, the precum, the slit. I sucked on the head and then slid the shaft past my lips and pushed my head as far as I could. I wasn't used to deepthroating and as the fat, throbbing head entered my throat I gagged hard, but he held his hand on the back of my head and let me gag for a moment. He then let me up for air and wanked his cock for time until I plunged my face back over it and let him thrust it into my mouth once more. He moaned and groaned as I pleasured him and with my kneeling side on on the couch, my Master got a good view of everything while the host massaged my ass as I sucked him good. He moaned and grunted as his cock became my entire focus. As I felt his pace quickening I realised he was getting close to unloading. My Master noticed it too, encouraging me more and more as he pushed faster and faster into my mouth. I sucked hard and swirled my tongue up and down the shaft and over the cock head as it was in and out of my mouth and throat. I felt his balls tighten and his cock throb as he slowed his pace, followed immediately by blasts of hot cum shooting into my mouth and into the back of my throat. I gently sucked the cum out as he moaned and groaned and stroked my hair, finally pulling his cock out of my mouth and looking satisfied.
I still didn't touch my dick. No faggot should. My master ended the call and I tidied myself up. My host was obviously not wanting me to stay any longer as he was satisfied, so I quickly made my way out to the car and locked myself in while I composed myself. The area was sketchy so I wanted the doors locked, but I didn't want to just drive off. What had happened that evening? I had sucked two cocks belonging to total strangers, one I didn't even find attractive. I'd let my Master watch on camera. I'd focused entirely on other men and forgot my own desires.. I had learned that little bit about faggotry that I didn't know before. A little of what true submission was. I felt a mixture of feelings - horny from the cock, degraded from the guy I didn't even think was attractive, humiliated being watched and used as a cock sucker only, happy I'd done well for my Master, relieved that I'd taken these new steps. Shocked that I could have fallen so far, so quickly.
But I had a feeling this may just be the start of the story.
