Welcum to the Neighborhood

Inspired by actual experiences 

SunnyBeachBod's cock was balls deep in my throat. As ordered, my eyes were open and locked on the tattoo of the Celtic knot that covered his root chakra. The tattoo filled my vision. It was all that I could see. In this moment, sucking his cock mattered more than seeing. 

His hand gently held the back of my head, so I could not pull away. I had felt my body gagging, but that reflex, like my resistance, had begun to submit to him. My lungs were starting to burn, and I could feel my nostrils flare, opening to draw in air, but his cock blocked my throat. In this moment, holding his cock in my throat mattered more than breathing. 

I could feel drool smear between his balls and my chin. Leaking around my lips, this viscous lubricant of spit and precum would coat his cock and make it super slick for what would come next. But in this moment, his balls on my chin, his cock in my throat, his scent in my nose, and the labyrinth-like Celtic knot tattoo filling my vision, deep-throating his cock was all that mattered.

So, I swallowed. The tugging contractions of my throat pleased him. His moan sounded low and enticed. He curled his fingers on the back of my head, clutching my hair. His hips thrusted, and on the retraction, I released the air burning my lungs. I swallowed as he hips came forward again, driving his cock deep into my throat again. He paused there while I stroked his cock with my tongue and swallowed it deeper into my throat. Then, his hips rocked back again. Another wave of drool washed down my chin onto his balls. My lungs drew in fresh air before he slid his cock into my throat again. 

Tears were running from my eyes, but my vision was focused on the tattoo as he had instructed. The way it moved with his thrusting and rocking carried me deeper and deeper under his sway. I could hear him speaking. Some words offered praise and reassurance: good boi, well done, just like that…. Other words carried programming, implanting instructions for how I should think, feel, and act once he released me from this state. In the moment, I was aware of the words, but I also knew that I would not remember all of them. He wanted some of the instructions to circumvent awareness, because if I remembered the words, then my conscious mind might find a loophole in the wording and bypass the programming. To prevent me from disobeying his intentions, he implanted some programming that I would not consciously remember. Part of this encounter, therefore, is missing. 

“My words become your thoughts,” he said as he slipped his cock into my throat. “My cock fills your throat. My words fill your mind.” 

I couldn’t speak, so I swallowed to indicate that I accepted his instructions. Gagging indicated resistance. Humming indicated confusion, misunderstanding, a need for more. 

“When a man whose cock and balls are bigger than yours wants to fuck you bareback, you will want his raw cock to breed your ass.” 

I swallowed. 

“If he offers to wear a condom, you will ask him to breed you.” 

I swallowed. 

“But he and only he gets to decide if he will fuck you bareback. You will submit to his choice.” 

I swallowed. 

“Stand by, boi.” He commanded. His words meant that he needed to speak to someone else, so his next words were not meant for me. When he was ready to speak to me again, he would tell me that his words become my thoughts. I could be aware of what was said, but my gaze would not leave his tattoo, his cock would not leave my mouth, his musk would not leave my nose, his skin would not leave my skin. 

While he continued to rock and thrust his hips, sliding his cock into and out of my throat, I heard him greet someone. I heard footsteps coming toward the door to the bedroom. He greeted the person by surname, Salazar, and I heard a man’s voice greet him. I heard SunnyBeachBod explain that he was programming me to serve as a discrete cumdump. 

“Oh. So, you didn’t ask me here to breed you.” Salazar responded. “You wanted to give me a new fuckhole to breed?” he continued as he rubbed my left buttock and smack it unexpectedly. 

“If you have another load to dump after you breed him, Master, then my ass is yours to breed too.” SunnyBeachBod replied. 

I could hear Salazar undressing beside me. Then, I was aware of him standing beside SunnyBeachBod when I heard SunnyBeachBod speak to me, “My words become your thoughts.” 

He told me to balance carefully and extend my left arm to I could feel Salazar’s cock and balls with my left hand. I obeyed. The balls were at least as big as SunnyBeachBod’s—definitely bigger than mine. His cock was thicker than mine too, and it felt longer than SunnyBeachBod’s. It was uncut, and even though he had barely just arrived, his cock was already drooling precum, and a lot of it. My hand was getting wet. 

SunnyBeachBod gave me a moment to feel Salazar’s cock and balls before he addressed me again. “Are his cock and balls bigger than yours, boi? Speak.” He rocked his hips back so his cock pulled out of my throat and only the tip remained in my mouth. 

“Yes, Sir.” I blurted before he thrust his cock back into my throat. 

“What do you offer to men whose cock and balls are bigger than yours, boi? Speak.” He rocked back so I could talk. 

“Would you like to fuck this ass bareback, Sir?” I barely got the words out before SunnyBeachBod thrust back into my throat. 

“Good boi, that’s right.” he said. “What do you say, Master? Want to breed this cumdump?” 

“I didn’t come over here for a show, so yeah, I’m going to breed somebody’s ass.” He climbed onto the bed and stood with one foot on either side of my shoulders. Still speaking to SunnyBeachBod, he said, “But YOU, boi, are going to suck my cock until it’s slick and ready to fuck him.” 

“Boi,” SunnyBeachBod explained, “His cock and balls are bigger than mine, so I must obey him. Understand?” 

I swallowed. 

I could hear the sounds of SunnyBeachBod sucking his master's cock. It wasn’t long before I started to feel the drool of spit and precum dripping on my head as I continued to suck SunnyBeachBod’s cock. His master stepped back, moving toward my ass. I felt his hands grab my hips and spread them. He wiped some of his own cock drool on my hole and fingered it into me. He leaned against my back, and I felt his hand under my chin to gather more drool. He fingered it into me too. 

“Damn. This one’s pretty tight. Lube?” 

I guess SunnyBeachBod pointed him to it. He hopped off the bed for a moment and returned. I felt cold lube on my hole. Then, I felt his fingers. Then, I heard SunnyBeachBod’s stern voice. 

“Open that fuckhole when a man whose cock and balls are bigger than yours, boi!” 

I swallowed. I felt my hole relax, and from behind me, I heard Salazar chuckle slightly, “Wow!” He withdrew his fingers and slid his cock into my hole. Slowly, he sank deeper and deeper. His cock was stretching the hole, and soon he was as deep as SunnyBeachBod fucked me, but I didn’t feel his balls against mine yet. He paused. I felt him tap my hips. “Open deeper, boi. I’m longer than your master.” 

SunnyBeachBod spoke, “You will obey the man whose bare cock is in your ass, boi”

I swallowed, and I felt my ass relax more. His master sounded surprised again, “Holy shit, boi. Your faggot takes instructions really well.” 

“You’re learning to obey men with bigger cocks and balls, aren’t you, boi?” 

I swallowed. Master Salazar drove his cock balls deep and ground his hips against mine for a moment. I felt my eyes well and a few tears roll down my face. In some distant part of my mind, a panicked voice was screaming for him to stop. I was aware of that voice and its panic, but SunnyBeachBod was fucking my face and letting this happen, so it had to be okay. His master  jackhammered his way to orgasm. It was unceremonious. He was there to get off, and my ass was just a hole for him to use. His breathing shifted, and his body tensed, so I knew he was almost ready to shoot his load. My eyes welled again, and more tears fell. That panicked voice in my mind seemed fainter, more distant. As I felt him begin to pump me full of his load, a sense of gratitude filled me. After his orgasm, he glided his cock in and out a few times. 

“Fag, you better not waste my nut,” Master Salazar said, so I squeezed his cock as he glided out and opened again as he slid deeper. I felt his cock softening, but he kept sliding in and out. Then, I felt it begin to harden again. He slapped me on the ass, pushed in deep, held there for a few seconds, and pulled out. My ass squeezed tightly around him as he did. 

He spoke to SunnyBeachBod, “You’re turn, faggot.” 

“Listen and learn, but stand by, boi.” SunnyBeachBod said to me. 

Master Salazar interrupted him, “What? No. Your cock is going in his ass, faggot. I want to fuck you while you fuck him, getting my load all over your junk. Knowing my cum is all over your dick will make you harder than you’ve ever been, and you won’t be able to hold back. You’ll add your nut to mine in this faggot’s ass.” 

The way his master talked to him was making my ass twitch and my cock harden. I wondered if I really would get to feel SunnyBeachBod’s cock in my ass while he himself was getting fucked. 

Then SunnyBeachBod slipped his cock out of my mouth, “My words become your thoughts, boi.” 

“Aye Sir” I responded. 

“On your back.” He gestured for me to position naturally on the bed with my head on a pillow. I obeyed. 

He parted my legs and raised my knees to his shoulders. His cock, slick with drool, slipped smoothly into my ass, lubed with his master’s load. 

“Oh… fuuuuuck.” he said as he slid deeper inside me. He smiled at me. “You took a big fucking load, boi.” Staring deep into my eyes, he continued “You think cum feels great inside you.” 

His words become my thoughts, “A big load feels great inside me.” 

SunnyBeachBod nods and grins. “Keep your eyes on mine, boi. I’ll program you as this master breeds me.” 

“Aye Sir.”

My gaze locked onto his blue eyes. He ground his hips against me and thrust a few times to make sure my stretched ass was responding to his cock. In my peripheral vision, I saw Master Salazar for the first time. He had dark brown hair and amber eyes. His skin glowed with a deep olive, and he looked to be taller than SunnyBeachBod but thinner than me. His body was lean and smooth. I saw a motion and heard a smack. He had slapped SunnyBeachBod’s ass. 

I saw SunnyBeachBod flinch and wince a little. The slap was firm. The master then said, “Open your ass for me, faggot. Here it comes.” 

I felt the thrust penetrate SunnyBeachBod, and I saw the mix of pain and pleasure on his face. He whispered to me, “Obey the man whose cock and balls are bigger than yours, boi.” 

I nodded, “Obey the man whose cock and balls are bigger than mine.” 

His master’s thrusts were strong. I could feel them reverberate through SunnyBeachBod’s cock into my hole. SunnyBeachBod was fucking me in rhythm to his master fucking him.

As his master continued railing his ass, SunnyBeachBod was whimpering to me while holding my gaze. “You are a hole.” 

“I am merely a hole.” 

“Holes exist to serve cocksmen.”

“I exist to serve cocksmen.” 

“Who is a cocksman?”

“Any man whose cocks and balls are bigger than mine, Sir” 

“Cocksmen choose if they will fuck you.”

“It is an honor to be chosen, Sir.” 

“Cocksmen choose how they fuck you.” 

“Any way he chooses, Sir”

“You are MY cumdump, boi.”

“Your cumdump, Sir”

“Never ask me for a condom again!”

“No, Sir. Never.” 

“Take my load, boi!!”

“Always, Sir. Always!” 

I felt his whole body bracing for release. His eyes fluttered and closed as his head pulled back and he let out a long loud shout. He was pumping his load into me, and his buddy was still drilling his ass. 

I realized that his master was not just drilling SunnyBeachBod’s ass, he was using SunnyBeachBod’s cock to fuck me. His load was in SunnyBeachBod’s load because he had bred him before. The load of every man who had ever bred SunnyBeachBod was in the loads he had bred me with. Every man SunnyBeachBod had ever submitted to was cumming inside me in this moment. 

That realization drove me over the edge. For the first time, I was going to cum while SunnyBeachBod’s cock was in my ass. 

Spasming with the final bursts of his own orgasm, SunnyBeachBod noticed that I was close to orgasm. Quickly, he moved in close, so his eyes filled my vision. 

“If you cum now, boi, while my cock is in you, your ass becomes a fucking faggot pussy. Understand?”

“Yes Sir…. Fucking… faggot… pussy!!” My orgasm roared through my body. The first rope erupted from my cock.

His master interrupted, “Fucking faggot pussy. Now,” I heard a slap and felt SunnyBeachBod flinch, “tell him to focus on me.” 

“Boi, you will focus on my master until he or I tell you to return focus to me.” 

Still cumming, I nodded and looked at his master.

He thrust his cock into SunnyBeachBod, making him whimper. “The man with the biggest cock and balls in the room is always in charge.” He thrusted again, and SunnyBeachBod grunted hard but confirmed, “That’s right, pussy!” 

“Your master has a master, and right now, that’s me.” He slapped SunnyBeachBod’s ass, and SunnyBeachBod spoke, “Yes, Master, that’s right.” 

Master Salazar pointed two fingers at my eyes and then moved them to point toward his own. I understood he wanted my eyes focused on his, and I obeyed. He slowly nodded as he spoke,“You’ll obey me when I am in the room.” 

Mimicking his nod, I confirmed his programming, “When You are present, this faggot pussy will obey you, my master’s Master.” I said, his words becoming my thoughts. 

“Unless what, boi?”

My orgasm subsiding, I somehow understood his question, “Unless a man with a bigger cock and balls is in the room, Grand Master.” 

He smiled and as he did, I noticed a familiar tensing of his body. “That’s very good, boi.” Then, he drove his hips into SunnyBeachBod and let out a loud roar as his body spasmed and pumped a load into my master. 

As he came down from his orgasm, he grabbed the back of my master’s head and moved his face into my view, “Boi, return focus to your master now.” 

“Aye Sir” my eyes shifted from Grand Master Salazar to Master SunnyBeachBod, who was smiling at me. My cum was a slippery lubricant between our sweating bodies as his master dismounted him and walked into the bathroom. SunnyBeachBod was still grinding on my hips when I heard the water start in the shower. 

“Let’s check your programming, boi. Who can fuck you?” he asked.

“Any man whose cock and balls are bigger than mine.” 

He nodded. “What about men whose cock and balls are smaller than yours?” He ground his hips, and I felt his cock hardening inside me. 

“Only if a cocksman commands it, Sir.” 

“Good boi. And if one does not?”

“He cannot fuck me, but if he wishes, I can fuck him.” 

He smiled at me with pride. He slowly rocked and thrusted his hips, gradually gliding his cock in and out of the depths of my fuckhole. Enticed by the subtle movements, I whimpered. He grinned wickedly. “You’re a smart faggot, pussyboi.” 

“Thank you, Sir.” 

“Submission is your natural state, boi.”

“My natural state…” I whimpered as my eyes delighted in receiving his gaze. 

“You are free to remain in your natural state now, boi. You do not have to wait until you can see my tattoo any more.” 

“Seeing your tattoo allowed me to lose false restrictions on when I could submit to you, Sir?”

“That’s exactly right, boi.” He began to fuck me less subtly and slowly. His pace was quickening. “Where do you want my load, boi?”

“Deep inside this faggot pussy, Sir!” I answered eagerly. 

He slowed himself, delaying his second orgasm, and evoking a deep primal groan from my throat. When he heard it, joy lit his face, and he smiled widely. “Good boi, but this deep submissive state, your training mode, is a special state that you experience with me and only me.”

“Only you, Sir”

“What happens when you hear me say the words ‘my words become your thoughts’?”

“My submission deepens into training mode.” 

“What is training mode?” 

“You gain access to my root programming, Sir, so you can fix me and free me to live in my natural state.”

“Good boi. What if someone else says those words to you?”

“I tell him that he must have my master’s permission, Sir”

“Once in training mode, how do you exit it?” 

“The boi cannot exit training mode. Only you, Master, can return it to its natural state.”

He smiled and continued to slowly grind his hips into and around my pussy. “That is correct, boi. One final question. What command ends training mode and returns you to your natural submissive state?”

“Sir, it is ‘Act natural.’” 

“Good boi.” He dismounted and laid on the bed beside me and interlaced his fingers behind his head. “Time to test the programming, boi. Act natural.” 

My eyes roamed his body, appreciating the magnificence of his muscles, tan, and ink. “Sir, I see your cock is hard. May I ride it?” Seeing him grin and nod, I straddled his torso and guided his cock into my hole. I impaled myself on it with ease, and the waves of pleasure it sent through my body convinced me that I was meant for this. I raised and lowered my pussy on his bare cock eagerly. My eyes danced over his body. Rising up his torso from the Celtic knot was a column of flame. It widened just below his pecs and then narrowed abruptly into the space between pecs. Symbols reminiscent of Norse runes traced his collar bone. One was centered at the top of his chest. Then, two others followed his collar bone to the left and two more to the right. Each of the five was unique. 

As I rode his cock and admired his body, he kept his hands behind his head. He watched me intently and grinned from time to time. He reached for his phone on the nightstand and typed something. He aimed the camera lens at me for a moment, typed more, and then put his phone aside. 

He put his hands behind his head again. His smile looked both smug and deeply satisfied. As my legs fatigued, I found new positions and angles, so I could continue to ride his cock. Suddenly, he began to fuck me, thrusting his hips upward into mine. He brought his hands from behind his head and gripped my hips to steady me. After a few more thrusts, he closed his eyes and pressed his head back against the pillow and let out his cum roar. My hole automatically opened to receive his load, and following the rhythm of his ejaculation, my hole opened as his cock shot a rope of cum and squeezed between shots. The pussy was guzzling his load. As soon as he pumped the last of his load, my hole squeezed down, and I dismounted. 

Master Salazar was standing in the door of the bathroom watching us with his phone in hand. I heard the swoosh sound of a text message leaving his phone. His cock and balls were swinging free. He grinned at me, so I climbed down from the bed and approached him. 

“How may I serve You, Grand Master?”

“You seem more lucid than you did earlier, boi.” 

“Yes Sir. Master turned off training mode, so I could be my natural self.” 

“He did, did he? Will you still obey me?”

“Definitely Sir. You have the biggest cock and balls in the room, so I want to serve You any way You wish.”

He tapped his phone a couple of times and then handed it to me. “Add your name, address, and phone number to my phone. I’m going to breed you every day for the next week.” He looked at SunnyBeachBod and continued, “You like that idea, don’t you, fag.” 

“Yes Master,” I heard SunnyBeachBod answer as I turned to look at him. He was standing from the bed. 

“Good. I want to test how well you have programmed this pussy to serve cocksmen.”  

SunnyBeachBod nodded slowly while a wicked grin spread across his lips. “Then you might want to stick around, Master.”

I heard the front door opening and heard two voices calling out. 

“Back here in the bedroom.” SunnyBeachBod shouted in reply. Then, he glanced at his master, “I messaged a couple of friends to come over now.”