Date: Sat, 29 Mar 2003 10:06:07 -0800 (PST)
From: David Krasner <pigbottom_28@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tuesday Evening Slut Boy Part III

I have been thinking a lot lately about why I am such a piggy slut bottom
boy.  My writing and lots of conversations with other pig boys have
triggered these feelings.  A common thread seems to be that we all started
sucking cock at a very young age.  We all had a hot cousin, or brother, or
delivery person who would feed us their nice big cocks.  We were trained to
be cocksuckers from the start.

My older brother was instrumental in me becoming the master cocksucker I am
today.  When I was 13 and he was 15 he started using my mouth to masturbate
into.  It didn't start out as me giving him head.  Scott would just jerk
off with my mouth near by and when he would shoot, his cum would land on my
face and mouth.  This was nice, but also confusing and I always wanted
more.

One time, around four months after Scott and I started playing, I confessed
to him that I wanted more.  Scott said "Wow...you ready to be a real
cocksucker.  That's cool.  I guess you should get to work on my cock."
Scott was never really rough or mean with me.  At thirteen I don't think I
was ready for that.  He would just gently place his cock in my mouth and
slowly fuck my throat.  It was never too deep or hard and he would always
just jerk off into my face and shoot a sweet load right down my throat.  I
had no idea that he was getting me addicted to cum.

Scott would tell me that my cocksucking was getting very very good and that
girls didn't really like sucking cock, so I was gonna be a very busy boy
soon.  He told me that if I wanted he would introduce me to his track team
friends.  It turned out that his track team friends made up quite a crowd.
In fact he was friends with the ENTIRE track team and they were a very
horny bunch.

The track team isn't like a typical sports team.  They have a more intense
personal way of behaving.  Getting their cocks sucked was an integral part
of their team spirit. Most of these guys would like to finish a ten mile
run by getting some nice service on their mighty tools and their sweaty
feet.

My relationship with my brother Scott was purely vanilla.  It was just me
sucking him off, and it was somehow not exactly sexual.  It was more a rite
of passage and somehow deepened our bond.  The story with his friends was
quite different.  The freshmen on the track team were pretty young and
studly and they also just wanted their cocks sucked.  A couple of them
would have me lick their balls too, which I learned to like real
quickly. But the guys who really trained me to be a pig were the seniors
and namely the teams co-captains, Todd and Jeff.

Tom was 17 with a lean, muscular runner's body and a really nice eight inch
cock and a real straight guy hot attitude.  Jeff had just turned eighteen,
but he was just 5'7 and 135lbs.  From the looks of him he was a sweet
college boy, one that any girl would be happy to bring home mommy.
However, Jeff was and is probably the nastiest guy I have ever been with.
I think Jeff and Tom had probably been fuck buddies for years.  They were
real close and were totally in synch with each other.  I couldn't tell who
the top was and who the bottom was.  I suspected they might have had a
really hot truly versatile relationship.  Although Jeff was around 5 inches
shorter than Tom, his cock was probably a little bit bigger.  As we all
know and 8.5 inch cock on a short guy is one of the most beautiful
contradictions around.

The first time Scott brought Jeff and Tom home with him they looked me over
and were immediately smitten.  I was thirteen and real cute and just had
this really lascivious smile.  They later told me that I had real
cocksucker lips too , which I guess was inspiring as well.  Jeff told Scott
he should leave cause they were gonna wanna do things to me that he might
not want to see.  Scott asked me if that was cool and I had no idea what
they wanted, but I knew they were hot and I wanted to please them.

So Scott left and Jeff locked the door.  I was sitting on my bed and Jeff
and Tom were standing with their legs spread apart.  Jeff told me to strip
off my clothes and to get on my hands and knees.  As I removed my clothing
I saw that they were also undressing.  Up until that point I had only seem
my brother's naked body, and although Scott looked really good, it was
terribly exciting for me to have these two hunks in my bedroom.  And it was
clear "something" was going to happen real soon.

Jeff told me I looked good on my knees, but that I should get on the bed
and lay on my back with my head hung over the side of the bed.  Tom
explained that I would close my eyes and open my mouth real wide.  I
followed their instructions and my mouth was soon filled with one of their
cocks.

Both Jeff and Tom fucked my mouth real good and shot healthy loads of cum
down my throat.  They told me I did real good and that I had passed the
test.  They said I was gonna be the teams's blow boy from now on and that
every guy on the team was gonna use my mouth whenever they wanted.  I would
be introduced to the team the following day after a big track meet.  They
told me to be at the meet cheering them and that afterwards I would go to
the locker room and service everyone's cocks.  They told me this would be
good for me and that everyone would love me and respect my brother.

The next day was the big meet and our team did very well.  The guys were
full of testosterone and really wanted to fuck a hot little mouth.  I was
all too happy to be their bitches.  After the meet one after another guy
fucked my mouth and busted a gut in there.  The guys were all sweaty and
gross and some of them sat on my face too and had my lick their holes
clean.  That was my first experience with rimming and I was a very happy
camper indeed.  I hadn't realized there was more to sex than sucking cock.

Tom and Jeff were the last to use me.  They told me it was good I had
learned about rimming but that I was gonna have to become an expert at foot
service if I was gonna be a good little slave.  Tom placed his sweaty sweat
drenched foot in my mouth.  He still had his socks on and they were totally
wet with his sweat.  While I was licking his sock, Jeff stood over us and
starting pissing on both of us.  Tom opened his mouth to take some of the
piss so I followed his example.  Jeff had enough piss for both of us and I
was starting to learn a lot about what it meant to be a pig.

Tom and I were both real wet with piss and sweat. Jeff told us we should
each have one one of his feet in his mouth.  I watched Tom take Jeff's big
toe in his mouth and really start servicing it.  There was spit and piss
everywhere and we were all having a great time.  I started licking Jeff's
other foot.  Eventually they each had one foot in my mouth and they were
assaulting my throat with their sexy, sweaty feet.  I was doing everything
in my power to make these hot studs happy.

I serviced Tom and Jeff's feet, assholes and cocks for the next six hours.
They came many many times, in my hair, on my face, on my feet, on my cock,
on my asshole, anywhere they felt like.  I was a pig bathing in their cum
and had a big smile on my face the whole time.  We realized it was around
10pm and the gym was gonna close soon, so we got into Jeff's car.  They
brought me to a big party which was gonna include the track team plus the
swim team and the soccer team.  Tom explained to me that my work was just
starting for the night.  I would be situated in an upstairs bedroom and
there would be a note on the door saying "13 year old pig cocksucker wants
your cum."  They told me I would be a very busy, sore boy that night and I
couldn't think of a better way to spend my night.

When I got to the party, my brother Scott answered the door.  I gave him a
big hug and thanked him for introducing me to his friends.  He said I had
done very well and he was proud of me for being such a good little brother.
I was a pigboy and getting respect from all the hot guys I adored.  It was
a great start to a slutty life.

Any comments appreciated at pigbottom_28@yahoo.com.  Thanks