Date: Tue, 16 Apr 2024 15:21:48 -0600 From: Nasty Slut Subject: A Whole New World-2 Again, don't be reading this if the content is illegal where you live. And don't be reading this if nasty, kinky perversions are not your thing. Do keep reading if sex between men, boys, and animals is your thing. Especially if you like it dirty. Cause it's gonna get dirty! And please donate what you can to Nifty!!! I'd personally be their office slave/cumbucket if they'd have me. ???? ______________________________________________ Part 2 Here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna play a game of truth. It's pretty simple." Buck explained. "Everytime I turn over a red card, you get to ask me a question. Everytime time a black one comes up, I ask you one. And the answers have to be 100% true." My fucked up brain knew I shouldn't be going down this road, but it also knew something very interesting could happen. "How will either of us know if what the other person is saying is true?" I wanted to know. "Oh, I'll know." He smirked. Then he leaned foreward and looked me directly in the eyes. "Besides, we're friends now. And friends don't lie to each other." He sat back laughing and poured two more shots. We downed them and he turned over the first card. It was black. He looked at me. "Are you gay?" I was a little put off for a moment because I certainly don't come across that way. But I had to be honest. "Yes, I am." "I knew that." "How did you know?" "Uh-uh. You don't get to ask a question yet." He teased me as he turned over the next card. It was red. "Ha! So Mr. Smarty, how did you know?" Buck started loading the hookah again as he nonchalantly explained, "Simple. You got a rainbow flag on the back of your jeep. Not something straight guys do." Well, he had me there. We puffed as he turned the next card over. Red. "Right back at you buddy. Are you gay?" Buck slowly exhaled as he looked at me. "Let's just say, I'm an opportunist. I see something pretty, and I want to fuck it." I don't know why, but I kind of blushed. Then he turned over the next card. Black. "Are you a top or a bottom?" He sure wasn't wasting time getting to the important stuff. "Mostly bottom, I guess. But definitely top for the right guy." He turned the next card. Red. "Is Eric really your son?" "Yes. My flesh and blood. But I'll tell you a secret. Eric's not his real name." He whispered. Now things were really getting good. Next card. Red. "Alright. So what's his real name?" "Oliver." Next card, black. "What kind of guys do you top for?" "Usually smaller, younger guys." Next card. Black. We kept puffing on the hookah. "What's the youngest you've been with?" Damn, he was really going for it. "16." Next card. Red. "Why did you change your sons name?" "His bitch mother picked that stupid fucking name. I always hated it. And when he was younger, he really loved The Little Mermaid. I thought he kind of looked like Prince Eric. So I asked him if I could call him Eric from now on. He liked it. It's a much better name." Somewhere in my foggy brain, I was reminded that one of the cages said Prince. But I didn't put two and two together yet. Next card. Black. "Tell me about the 16 yo." That wasn't exactly a question, but I didn't challenge Buck. "Well, this was a few months ago down in Alabama. I met him online, obviously. He had me come to his farm at night and meet him in the barn. He was a real cute young thing. About 5'6". He had a tight little body. I bent him over some bales and dumped two loads in his tight little redneck country boy hole. I stuck around there for a week, fuckin his ass every night in the barn. Until his father caught us. I barely made it out of there. I've been with a couple 17 year olds as well." I volunteered. I don't know why. It just slipped out. Buck just smiled. Next card. Black. "Would you fuck even younger if given the chance?" Now there was no fucking mistake where this was going. "You bet." I looked him dead in the eyes. Next card. Red. I decided to be as bold as him. Thank God for drugs to give courage! "Are you fucking your son?" Buck took a long drag off the hookah and exhaled before he answered. "Yes." God damn my heart started pounding in my chest. I never in a million years would have guessed I'd stumble on this kind of thing in the middle of nowhere. Next card. Red. "Ok. Tell me about how you got involved sexually with your son." Buck looked at me for a moment. "I'll tell you everything. But first take off your shirt." I peeled it off and Buck licked his lips as he leered at my smooth chest. "Very nice boy. Very nice indeed." After another big hookah puff, he began. "After his mom left, we were living in a dump of a trailer. I was barely making enough to scrape by. So to save water, I always showered with Eric. As he got older, he became fascinated with my body. Especially my cock. He started playing with it and loved when it got hard. I taught him how to jerk it off. He went crazy as my cum shot all over him." Jesus. I was rock hard right now. "Eventually, things progressed out of the shower. I taught him how to suck cock and the first time I shot into his sweet young mouth was the most thrilling thing I had ever done. And he loved it. He became a bonified cocksucking bitch and I couldn't keep him off me. I knew I had a real special find on my hands. I started letting my friends use his mouth and the slut still couldn't get enough. On his 9th birthday, I decided to break him in and give him what I knew he really wanted." Buck paused and poured two more shots before continuing. My dry mouth appreciated that. "That was the first time I fucked him. Now, I got a big ole cock and I knew it would be hard to get it all in his tiny little hole. So I introduced him to the Maharaja. After he was nice and relaxed, I carried him to my room, laid him on the bed, and removed his clothes. His tiny little dick was already hard as a nail. I stripped and geased up his hole and started fingering him. In just moments I had two fingers in his 9 yo pussy, and he was moaning like a whore. I knew right then my son was a natural. I got him poppered up and placed my cockhead against his tiny cherry hole. I looked down on his little body as I gave a hard push and my head popped into his tight ass." Buck paused again. "Stand up and take off your shorts boy!" He said to me in a demanding voice. I was powerless against him. I stood up and dropped my shorts. I go commando, so my thick 8 incher stood up proud and tall. Buck smiled and gave it a hard squeeze. Then he slid out of the dinette and moved behind me. He kicked my legs apart into a spread eagle then grabbed the back of my neck, pushing me down onto the table. "Don't move boy!" He ordered me as he stepped into the bedroom. He emerged a few moments later and placed a brown bottle next to my head. "Take some hits boy!" I did as I was told, enjoying the body rush that only poppers can bring. Then I felt something pressing against my hole. I let out little grunts as he pushed the plug into me, and one long groan as my hole sucked it in and closed around the base. "It looks like I own two hungry holes now." He chuckled. He motioned for me to sit back down, and my hard cock jumped a bit as the plug pushed against my prostate. He continued his story. "Tears filled his eyes and he whined like a little girl. But not once did he ask me to stop. So I continued slowly pushing more and more of my big daddy cock into him. He cried harder as my thick pole spread his guts open. His tears should have turned me off. But they did the opposite. They only made his deflowering even hotter. I pushed and pushed and he cried and cried until I had my entire cock buried deep inside him. Then I scooped him into my arms and stood up. He wrapped his little arms and legs around me and sobbed into my shoulder as I flexed my rod deep inside him. 'Shhhh baby' I comforted him. 'That's daddy's good boy. Daddy's good baby boy.' I grabbed the poppers and just held the bottle under his nose. After about 5 or 6 breaths, I felt his little pussy loosen a bit and I started bouncing him up and down on my cock. Do you have a hair tie? I asked, do you have a hair tie?" The second time snapped me back to reality and I said, "Sure. I always carry one. Sorry, my mind was elsewhere." I laughed, grabbing my shorts. The plug in my ass quickly reminded me how quickly things had progressed. I found the tie and pulled my hair back into a man bun. "Very pretty." Buck smiled. "You have such a pretty face. You look younger than 26. You still look 20, maybe 19." I blushed. Not because I wasn't used to compliments, but because of the way he was looking at me when he said it. Half like an owner sizing up his property, and half like a lion about to devour his prey. But he was right. My natural lack of facial hair made me look years younger than I was. Buck chopped up 4 more lines. After they were gone, he lit up a cigar. He didn't offer me one. Then he continued. "So there I was, balls deep in my 9 year old son. I set the poppers down and started bouncing him harder on my cock. He started moaning and his hole really loosened up. I knew what I had. I grabbed his face and started kissing him. He latched onto my tongue and started sucking on it like he was starving. His little hips started gyrating and bucking as my pounding increased and he started moaning like a bitch in heat. I laid him on the bed and spread his legs far apart and fucked him like the whore I was turning him into. 'Fuck yea son. Take daddy's cock. Take your daddy's big ole cock in your little boy pussy. It's daddy's pussy now, bitch. I own your pussy!' I told him as nailed him as hard as I could. He's just kept moaning yes, over and over. 'Play with your titties boy' I told him. 'Play with your titties for daddy. Pinch and squeeze them.' He grabbed his little pink nips and pinched them. He let out a little squeel and his hole clamped around my cock. I smiled knowing this is what my son was born for." Buck handed me the poppers and encouraged me to hit them as he continued. "My cock was buried deep in my new bitch as he pinched his titties and arched his back, his pussy begging for more cock. The whore inside him was unleashed. 'Do you like your daddy fucking you?' I asked. 'Oh god yes daddy! Fuck me daddy. Fuck my pussy!' He moaned. 'Are you my whore? Are you daddy's nasty little boy whore? Daddy's dirty, slutty, faggot boy whore?' 'Yes daddy! I'm your whore daddy! Your dirty little faggot slut!' 'Yea you are son. You're my whore now, and I'm gonna fuck you so much your little pussy will constantly be dripping cum.' I told him as I pulled out. He let out a little whine as my cock slid out of him." Buck paused. "Play with the plug boy." He told me. I was so high and horny I automatically responded to Bucks order, sliding down the bench a bit and spreading my legs. I grabbed the base and gave it a tug. It was only a medium sized plug, and my hole was already well worn, so it popped right out and I gave a slight grunt. Then I pushed it back in and moaned as my ass lips closed around it. "That's it son." Buck encouraged me as he leaned over and held more poppers under my nose. "Fuck yourself like a good boy. Fuck your pussy for daddy. Daddy likes his boy using his pussy. That's what pussies are for. To please daddy. Now take the poppers son, and keep huffing those and fucking yourself while I finish my story." "I flipped him over and pulled him to his hands and knees, facing the big mirror. Grabbing his hair, I pulled his head back, forcing him to look at himself. 'What do you see son?' I asked him. 'I see you and me daddy.' He said. 'That's not what I see. I see a daddy and his whore. A lowdown dirty, slutty, cocksucking, faggot son who will do whatever daddy wants it to do. I see a Master with two available holes to use as he wants. Now, tell me again son. What do you see?' 'I see a whore daddy.' He said, his voice trembling a bit. 'I see my daddy with a slutty faggot whore!' 'That's right son." I commended him. 'That's a good boy. Now watch your eyes as I put my big daddy cock back inside your tight whore hole where it belongs. Watch yourself transform into a piggy, slutty boy whore!' I slammed back into him and he howled as his sweet young cunt was stretched wide open again. I just held his hair tight as I pounded the very depths of his 9 year old guts to pulp as he watched himself in the mirror." "I managed to grab a dirty jockstrap and the poppers, soaking the pouch and covering Eric's nose and mouth. I pulled him up so he could see his whole body as I ravaged him. I moved one of his hands to his tittie, and I didn't even tell him what to do. Automatically both hands started working his little pink nubs and he writhed and whined like a little girl as my huge cock continued to saw in and out of his brand new cunt. 'Look at yourself.' I told him as I removed the jock from his face. 'Look at your little whore self, riding your daddy's cock. You're committing one of the nastiest acts right now. Incest son. You're letting your own daddy fuck you. And you love it. Don't you son? You love being a nasty pervert.' 'Oh yes daddy.' He moaned, grinding harder against me. 'I love being your nasty little pervert. Fuck me daddy. Fuck your little boy' 'Oh I will son. I'm gonna fuck your sweet little pussy many times a day. And not just me. My buddies will be fucking you too. But they're going to pay me. You'll still suck them off for free whenever they want, but they'll pay me to use your hot young pussy. You're my whore now. I'm gonna sell your little hole to anyone who will pay for it. You like that son? You want daddy to pimp out your slutty boy holes?' 'Oh yes daddy.' He moaned. I slapped his hands away and started working his nipples myself. And I wasn't gentle. I worked my nails into his soft pink flesh as he groaned and whined, but he kept riding me harder." I was practically on another planet as Buck took another pause. He got up and went into the bedroom and returned with a larger buttplug and a paper surgical mask. He took the poppers out of my hand and soaked the mask before putting it on me. I didn't fucking need more poppers, but it was what Buck wanted, and although I hadn't fully realized it, I had already completely succumbed to Bucks powers. Then he handed me the larger plug that was already greased up. Even as fucked up as I was, I could tell it was considerably fatter than the first one. But I was so loose at the moment, it slid right into me, and I let out a contented sigh. "Looks like I got two sons now with hungry pussies." Buck chuckled. I just moaned as I pulled the fat part out of me and pushed it back in, not even realizing I had said 'yes Sir' as I did it. Buck just smiled and sat back, continuing as I fucked myself for him in my popper haze. "I stopped moving but Eric continued working my cock with his tight little cunt. He had already learned how to use his muscles to milk a cock and his ass was sucking me as hard as his mouth ever did. I groaned in his ear as I abused his tits. 'Oh yea son. Ride daddy's cock. You've got such a talented little pussy. I'm gonna cum soon boy. You want that, don't you? You want daddy's cum in your little cunt. You want daddy to get you pregnant, don't ya you little bitch. Fuck yea you do. Cause your a slut. You're a whore. You're a fucking cumdump. You're a disgusting little pig boy. You want daddy to sell you to his friends, don't you? You want daddy to sell you like the whore you are.' Eric just kept moaning Yes Sir over and over, and the dirtier I talked, the harder he worked my cock. 'Fuck yea, you filthy slut. Daddy's gonna sell your sweet ass to anyone who wants it. I'm gonna sell you to business men. Send you to random hotel rooms for dirty old men to use. I'm gonna make so much money with your pussy. I'll take you to truck stops and sell you to greasy fat truckers. You'd like that. Wouldn't you boy? Being used and degraded like a lot lizard.' I was so close to shooting." "I pushed Eric face down on the bed and started pounding him. 'Tell me what you are. Tell me what you want!' I ordered him. 'I'm a fucking whore Sir!' He practically shouted. 'I'm your whore daddy. Fuck me. Use me. Sell me daddy! I want you to sell my pussy daddy. I want you to be my pimp!' I wrapped my arm around his throat as I pummeled him and growled in his ear. 'That's exactly what I'm gonna do son. I'm not just your daddy anymore. I'm your pimp. And I'm gonna sell your sweet young hole all over the place. You'll be the best boy whore in the whole country. Oh fuck son. I'm cumming. Daddy's cumming in his little sons pussy for the first time. His little sons slutty whore pussy. Oh yea, take it boy. I'm pumping you full boy. Take daddy's seed deep inside you. Let daddy fill you up with the same cum you came from.' And I did. I came so hard a pumped him so full." Buck reached over and removed my poppers mask. Between his story and fucking myself, I was rock hard and a fair amount of precum had leaked out and ran down my cock. Buck leaned across the table and ran his finger up my shaft, collecting a big scoop of the stuff. He held it up to my mouth and I sucked it off. "Good boy." He said as he scooped up more. "And I was true to my word." He put two fingers in my mouth this time and moved them in and out. "I've been whoring his pussy ever since. Selling him up and down the coasts. Rich men. Old men. All kinds of dirty, perverted old men. Eric will do anything. I've trained him well. He's a big hit in other countries as well. And not just in person. In movies too. He's a huge star." Buck sat back and picked up the deck. "Now, for one last question." He turned over a black card. I'm sure he had planted it. "Do you want to fuck my son?" "Oh god yes! I want to fuck him so bad!"