Date: Wed, 21 Sep 2016 13:00:08 -0400
From: lountitusville <lountitusville@gmail.com>
Subject: Becoming the Trailer Park Fag
Becoming the Trailer Park Fag
Louis C. DePasquale
This story is my original work and I hold the copyright. This chapter
deals with domination between an Alpha Male and a fag. Future chapters
will include waters sports and consensual incest between consenting adults.
If this bothers you or you are under age don't read the story.
I would like to thank Master Gilbert for his amazing story Cigar Boy. As a
pussy fag I have been with a number of SIR'S who smoked cigars and nothing
is more comforting to me then a strong dominant SIR blowing cigar smoke in
my face. His description of a boy lighting a SIR'S cigar is incredibly
erotic. This is without question one of my favorite stories.
Feedback is a gift I will answer all comments sent my way. Flames are
welcome. Please bear with my mistakes I am visually impaired and do my
best to proof my stories. lountitusville@gmail.com
Getting off the school bus with the dozen or so others who lived in
the area. I walked up the gravel round toward the home I shared with my
older brother Max. Since our parents died in accident last year it's just
been the two of us. Max is 22 and I'm 18. As I was turning into our side
lot I heard a bike coming up the road behind me. Glancing to the side I
saw it was my next door neighbor Bud on his bright red rice burner.
We were both seniors but that was the only thing we had in common.
Bud was a big guy standing 6'2. His heavily muscled body showed his
dedication to the weight room. His black hair was cropped close to his
head. Bud had black eyes and a neatly trimmed goatee. I, on the other
hand stood a foot shorter at 5'5 weighing in at 140lbs. I wear my blonde
hair long below my shoulders. While Bud is covered in hair puberty still
owes me some body hair. While I've never seen him hard, soft he hung down
5 nches with balls the size of small lemons. Hard I'm not quite 5 inches.
Bud was everything I wasn't.
I walked up the stairs and into the doublewide. Looking at the
clock on the wall I realized it was 4pm. It was getting late and Max would
be home soon. I needed to get dinner ready for when he got home. I pulled
the pot of my home made 2 day sauce and put it on the stove to simmer. I
sliced a loaf of Italian bread in half and slathered both haves with butter
, cream cheese and garlic spread. I put the bread on a sheet pan and
turned the oven on to pre heat. As I was setting the table someone pounded
on our front door. Wiping my hands on a dish towel and opened the front
door to find Bud standing in the doorway.
He was standing there in a dingy skin tight wife beater, a pair of
tight button fly jeans, and his black motorcycle boots. His wife beater
showed of his hairy pits, massive biceps, and the tatoo sleeve on his right
arm. "Stop drooling bitch" Bud said as he walked through the door. His
voice shook me out of my trance and I told him "Max isn't home yet." "No
shit fag, I m not here to see your brother I'm here to see you." As he
walked in the room he brushed against me and I could smell the sweat coming
off his body. My dick shot up to full hard. Taking a deep huff of his man
stink I asked him "why"? Pushing me deeper into the living room with his
larger body. When he realized I was huffing his stink like it ewas a drug
and I needed a fix, he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into his
body so my cheek was against his chest and my nose was inches from his
right pit. "Can't a guy just stop by and visit a school mate? He let me
huff his pit for a few minutes before pushing me away. "I didn't shower
after my workout. I know u fags love the smell of a real man." "I'm
not.." I started to say but he put his finger against my lips, "shh when I
want you to speak I'll give you permission . Do you understand?" He asked
with a smirk in his voice. I nodded my head and instinct ly said "Yes sir.
Now go and get me a plastic cup."
Stop Following my instructions I grabbed a plastic solo cup bpt stopped to
turn the heat off the simmering sauce. Noticing what I was doing Bud
laughed and said "Look at you Suzy home maker your going to make some man a
good bitch one day." Blushing at his comment I turned back to bring him
the cup. Bud was sitting on the couch packing a can of Copenhagen Southern
Blend. Taking the cup he put a large pinch in his right cheek and said
"sit your ass down", he said Patting a spot on the couch next to him. He
spit some black tabacco juice into the cup and put it on the end table.
Turning to me he raised his arms saying "take my shirt off." !eating in to
pull up the hem of his wife beater in inhaled a heady mix of his
testosterone loaded stink mixed with the tabacco odor from his Cope. My
rock hard dick started leaking pre into my boxer briefs. Noticing that I
was once again hard and huffing his scent he said with a smirk in his voice
"Damn is that all the meat you got? I had a bigger buldge than that when I
was 12. That's not a dick. Bitch your packing a boy clit." I was
humiliated by Buds insult but it made my dick sorry boy clit leak like a
fawcett.
I had no idea why his trash talk was turning g me on but my body was
shivering with lust and desire. Grabbing me by the back of my head Bud
pulled my face into his left pit. For a minute I got lost in my lust
breathing in that heavenly odor. The slap to the back of my head brought
me out of my daze. "clean my pit bitch" I heard from up over me. Unable
to disobey this Alpha studs orders I pushed my tounge through his bushy pit
hair expecting a nasty taste I was surprised to find the tangy slightly
sour taste to my liking. I cleaned that man pit with a passion. I was
like a starving man who didn't even know he was hungry. It just felt right
Bud's hand on the back of my head was strong and that strength was
comforting. I was being completely and totally dominated by an Alpha male
and for some reason I felt happy and safe.
Once I had licked every once of taste from his pit and pit hair I
pushed my head back against the hand holding me in place. Bud grabbed me
by y he hair he pulled my smiling shiny face out of his pit looked me in
the eye and asked "is my pit clean faggot?" Remembering his order not to
speak without permission I simply nodded my head. "Damn Gurl you really
are a good bitch now get to work on the other one." Still holding me by
the hair he shoved my face into his dirty pit and I went to work with a
gusto. While I was enjoying the taste of the pit I could hear him spitting
in the cup. When I was finished he once again pulled my face out of his
pit by my hair "open your mouth fag." Once again incapable of disobedience
I opened my mouth and Bud let a drizzle of his spit drip down into my
mouth. The taste wasn't horrible while I could taste the Cope he hadn't
run the spit through the dip in his lip. For me this was the most
humiliating thing I had ever experienced another guy had just spit in my
mouth and yet I was still turned on to the max. "Swallow it faggot."
Instinctively I obeyed and swallowed. "Damn I knew you fags were low
bitches but you just swallowed my spit don't you have any self respect?" I
still felt humiliated but I also felt pride well up inside me. I was proud
to have followed this Alphas orders so well I surprised even him. What the
hell was wrong with me?
Bud spread his legs and said "get on your knees." I instantly got
on my knees between his legs. With derision in his voice he said "lean in
and kiss my dick and tell him what a great job your going to do sucking him
off and swallowing his gift." Looking him in the eye he nodded his head
down toward his dick he said "you have permission to speak." I gave his
soft dick a wet kiss and adressing his alpha dick I said "sir, I promise to
do the best job I can to make you feel real good and swallow every drop of
you're precious gift." Then I bent over and gave his chubing cock another
wet kiss. "Eyes up here fag. How many dicks have you already sucked? You
may answer my question. "Your stud cock will be the first one sir." I
answered. "So you are going to give me one of your cherries? How about
that pussy is your cherry still intact?" Looking him in the eye I said
"Yes sir my ass is still cherry and I will gladly suck your dick." "Bitch
let's get one thing straight a pussy boy like you doesn't have an ass you
were born with a pussy and a boy clit, got it" Bud said bending over and
smacking my ass hard. :Yes sir I have a pussy and a boy clit"i answered
the humiliation I was feeling obvious in my voice. "Once I shoot a load
down your throat fag I may put a baby in your pussy" He said with a laugh.
Bud pulled down his zipper and pulled his hard cock out. It was a nice
size not as big as my brother probably 7-7.5 inches. Looking at the fat
plum head I began to drool desperate to taste the meat stick in front of me
I leaned down to take that plum into my mouth but Bud grabbed my hair in
his fist holding my mouth about 2 inches above his dick head. He bitch
slapped me hard on my right cheek saying "Bad faggot. I never gave you
permission to put your faggot lips on my straight dick. I put my hand to
my stinging cheek. "I'm sorry sir may I please suck your straight Alpha
cock?" I was so into sucking his cock I begged him for it. "Alright bitch
let's see what how good you are. Why don't you start by licking the sap
off my head." Leaning down I swiped my tounge across his plumb tasting
Buds pre for the first time. I was surprised at the taste. I assumed it
would be nasty but the taste was kind of nutty and sweet. I went back for
another lick of the good stuff before taking the head into my mouth. Bud
pushed his meat into my mouth. I started moving up and down on the meat in
my mouth. While I was sucking I could smell the intoxicating odor of his
crotch. The mixture of sweat, testosterone, and his natural scent made my
heart race and my rock hard dick leak.
All of a sudden he pulled his dick out of my mouth. I looked up at
him and that's when I felt his hand hitting my face. The bitch slap was so
hard and unexpected that it knocked me over on my side. I grabbed my heck
in pain and looked up at Bud. "You fucking faggot if I feel your teeth on
my dick again I will knock them out of your mouth, do you understand."
Still holding my stinging cheek I nodded my head. "I know your try fag
brain is lost in the joy of sucking a real straight mans dick but I asked
you a question. When a man asks u a question u answer with a sir, do you
understand?" Looking Bud in the eyes I replied "Yes sir." He patted the
top of my head like one would a dog as he said "good fag. Never forget
fags like you are inferior to real men and should always show us the
respect we deserve. Now open your mouth. " I assumed he was going to put
his dick back in my mouth and I was determined to do a better job. With
his hand he tilted my head back and drizzled his spit into my mouth. While
I could taste a hint of the Copenhagen in his spit. He continued to let
his saliva flowing my mouth for a minute or two looked into my eyes and
said "swallow." I wasn't sure what I was doing on the one hand it was
humiliating to have a guy my age spitting in my mouth but another part of
me was strangely happy with Bud's masculine control over me. He started to
rub the head of his dick against my lips not pushing it in just rubbing. I
was so turned on I opened my mouth to try and suck it in but he pulled away
and lightly smacked my face. "wait till I give you permission to suck me..
I know once your fag brain goes into dick run you won't be able to
concentrate on anything else and this is important for you to learn. It is
your job as a fag bitch to swallow what ever fluids sweat, spit, cum, or
piss a man is willing to feed you and thank him for it. A fag like you
only has one purpose in life to serve and take care of his men in any way
they want. You are a thing for us to use. Do you understand?" I quickly
replied with obvious excitement in my voice "Yes sir and thank you for your
spit sir."
The man in front of me smiled and tousled my hair. Looking at the
clock on the wall he said "shit Max is going to be home soon we need to
finish this up. I opened my mouth in anticipation as he moved his big boy
into my mouth. "Wrap your lips over your teeth before u scrape my dick all
to hell. Normally I would let a cherry fag like you suck at his own pace
till you got used to it but time is short so your just going to have to
take it rou." That being said he pushed about half his man meat into my
mouth and kept stroking in and out while I had never sucked a cock before
something about being on my knees with a cock sliding over my tounge just
felt right, like this is where I was meant to be. He kept pushing me of
his meat deeper into my mouth till he started hitting the entrance to my
throat and I started to choke and gag. "Relax your throat and let me in."
As I tried to relax my throat he kept pushing his fat cock in and out and
down my throat. I continued to choke and gas as teens and globs of my
throat slime rolled down my face. Finally with a push he was balls deep
and my nose was in his pubes. His incredible man stink was all over my
face. He held his dick all the way down my throat basting it in my throat
slime as I continued to choke and gag. "God damn all that choking is
really making my dick feel good, I'm close you fucking bitch fag. : At that
moment I heard a door open and a voice say "What the fuck and a deeper
voice said damn Lil bro."
As Bud continued to fuck into my throat with the confidence and
arrogance of a straight Alpha stud and said "Sorry to be the one to tell
you Max but your baby brother is a stone cold fag. He's been throat ing my
meat for like 20 minutes. Oh shit yes here it comes fag." I could feel is
hard cock expand as his load squirted into my stomach. After three squires
hit the back of my throat he pulled back till his plum was resting on my
tounge and two more shirts covered my taste buds then he pulled out and the
last three spits landed on my face. The taste of his cum was amazing it
was a weird mixture of tastes. A little bleachy, nutty, and sweet and I
swallowed and licked the cum off my face that my tounge could reach. When
he saw me licking my lips he smirked down at me and zipped up. "Thanks fag
I'm out catch you later."
As Bud turned to leave my brother put his open palm on the high
school studs chest. While Bud was a big muscular alpha stud my brother Max
was two inches taller with broader shoulders and more stacked muscle. Bud
put his hands up next to his head as if to say I'm good. Max looked over
at me still kneeling on the floor with my face covered in alpha cum and
asked with a stern tone to his voice "are you ok? Did he force you to blow
him? With my brother and his best friend Bull standing in front of me part
if me wanted to lie to protect my reputation but I knew I needed to be
honest. I was still in the submissive mindset Bud had put me so I answered
"Yes sir I'm ok and no he didn't force me to do anything." Bud looked back
at me with a big smirk on his face as my brother dropped his hand. Bull
had walked into the kitchen and grabbed a big wad of paper towels and as
Bud strutted out the door he handed me the wad and said "give me your
hand." When I did he pulled me to my feet and said "wipe that shit off
your face." After wiping my face clean I glanced at my brother who was
standing there shaking his head.
Clapping my brother on his shoulder Bull said "come on bro take your
jacket off and let's watch Sports Center. Lil bro I'm staying for dinner
and I'm hungry as fuck. Max here keeps braging about your cooking so why
don't you get dinner ready." As the guys turned the TV on I went to the
sink and washed my face and hands. I put the sauce back on, put water on
to boil, and turned the oven on broil. As I was dropping the spaghetti in
the boiling water I could smell the unmistakable scent of pot coming from
the living room. I knew it wouldn't be offered to me even though I'm 18 my
brother thinks I'm too young to smoke. I had a feeling that Bull was
trying g to adjust Man's head space. "Alright guys" I yelled out "wash up
for dinner."
Knowing both guys were big eaters I put another pot of water to boil
in case I needed to make more pasta. I spent the meal refilling their
plates and giving them fresh bottles of Lite. The dinner conversation was
Loretta basic the kind of vat u get when close friends and family share a
meal. Finally Bull pushed back from the table and said "Lil bro I've known
you since the day you were born and yet this is the first time you cooked
for me." "Don't tease him Bull" my brother said. "Tease him are you
kidding he cooks better than any bitch I've been with and is clearly a pro
at gobbling a nob. If I wasn't so addicted to pussy I'd marry our little
bro." While he was speaking he grabbed me in a headlock and started
rubbing his neck les on my head. Looking ar us with a smile Max said if
you think k this was good you should taste his baking. He makes Blueberry
muffins that are just amazing. I was surprised to hear the pride in my
brothers voice. I never thought he was proud of my skills in the kitchen.
His pride in me made me feel good. "You know whose fault that is
bitch...you hog the baked goods. Lil bro that means you have to make a
batch of muffins just for me" bull said taunting us. "You got it big bro.
Now both of you get out of my kitchen so I can clean up." Giving me a big
smile Bull asked me "do u need any help? I should pay for my dinner."
"Nah big bro you guys go relax and let me do my job" I told him pointing to
the living room. I handed them each a fresh ice cold Light as they headed
to relax on the couch.
As I was putting the left over sauce in a Tupperware I could smell
the fragrant scent of two freshly lit cigars. As I was washing up he cigar
smoke in the air reminded me of my Daddy who loved his cigars and bournon.
The only difference is my mom never let them smoke in the house. One of my
favorite memories growing up was holding the lighter while Daddy rolled the
cigar in the flame to get a perfect cherry. He would rub my hair and if
mom wasn't home he would let me take a puff. It would always send me into
a coughing jag but made me feel so grown up. Every year during football
season all Daddy"s riding buddies would come over to watch Eagles games.
Our side lot and the street would be filled with their Harleys and one or
two rice burners. The grill on the porch cooking food no matter the
weather. I never understood why standing outside while these loving uncles
puffed on cigars I would have a raging boner in my pants.
Drying my hands I joined the guys in the living room sitting down on
the floor between my two brothers one by birth and one by choice. Thinking
about my parents always made me sad so I leaned my head against Bulls leg.
He rubbed my hair and asked if I was ok. "Yeah bro I'm fine just thinking
about Mom and Daddy." He reach down and gripped my shoulder. I didn't
really pay attention to their conversation or the show on TV getting lost
in my memories. I was comforted by the cigar smoke and sensing the two
power alpha males sitting behind me. A couple of hours later Bull
stretched out and said "I should probably head home. As we all stood up
Max pulled me into a hug and said "Alec you know I love you no matter
what." I hugged him tight his words taking away some of the worry I was
feeling. Putting his hands on my shoulders Bull leaned down and kissed me
on the head telling me "same here little bro I will always have you back."
Wiping the tears from my eyes I looked at Bull and asked if he "wanted to
spend the night?" with a smile he said he shook his head no. "Thanks for
dinner Alec it and you are amazing. Giving Max a bro hug he said see you
tomorrow bro." Then he grabbed his helmet off the shelf where helmets were
stored. While Max went to shower I followed Bull onto the porch and
watched as he got on his deep purple Harley soft tail and I watched as he
pulled away and headed home. I stood there watching as he disapeared into
the night. As I was turning to go back inside I saw Bud with his arm
around Missy big tits One of the cheer leaders at school. When he saw me
he grabbed her tit with one hand and hid dick with the other. He smirked
as he pulled Missy into his trailer. I went back inside and locked the
door. I took one last huff of the lingering cigar scent as I rubbed my
hardening boi clit. I headed to bed for the night happy that my men enjoyed
my cooking.
Thank you for reading. I would love to read any ideas you guys have about
where to take the story next. I am always honored when a SIR chooses take
his precious time to email me with feedback. lountitusville@gmail.com
Please bear with me regarding mistakes I am visually impaired and do the
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