XXX Fiction

A little about me, I’m married to a very beautiful woman (of course all
husbands should think their wife beautiful but mine really is) and she
knows all my proclivities. I’m 6 foot tall, 190 pounds and am very fit,
likely fitter than at any time in my life. It’s fair to say that I look
somewhat younger than I am though it’s not important to this story.

I’ve always liked cock and being naked outside, nude beaches were
irresistible on a warm day. They still are but now I like going collared
and locked in a chastity cage, it’s those little extras that get me going
now. Same with cruise clubs and gay saunas. The problem with those places
is that, due to my build, I’m inevitably seen as a top! But I’m a bottom
with a deep need to be used hard by real men, those that will fuck me and
just walk away without wanting to talk. Those that will treat me like a
faggot. Oh, I also have a need/desire/craving for humiliation (but you’ve
no doubt figured that out by now).

You’re probably wondering where all this is leading? Well my love of
humiliation, combined with the need to be used and the allure of public
places has lead to glory holes. I’ve been to those in sex shops, cruise
clubs and public toilets, at the moment it’s the public toilets that have
the most attraction. Guess it’s being on your knees in such a place and the
risk of being caught. Of course, for me, it’s just not as simple as sucking
a cock or two and feeling satiated, I’m combining elements of self bondage
into the mix in ever increasing complexities.

With the information to hand on the internet I searched for the most
popular glory holes in my city and then set off to inspect them all. I
like the risk of being caught but actually being arrested isn’t in the
plan. Eventually I found the perfect location, an old style public toilet
block in a quiet park on the edge of the CBD. The cubicle walls were
covered in the usual graffiti and the holes were a larger than normal size.
Figuring that a Friday night would be the busiest I found the standard park
cement table and benches and spent a few hours surveilling the area.

I was so excited watching a steady steam of men enter the toilets and stay
longer than normal, also there appeared to be no police presence in the
area. Seemingly oblivious to the action in the toilet an organised group of
dog owners were conducting an obedience class in the park. About two dozen
people and their dogs were put through their paces by instructor whose
German Shepherd dog was laying nearby but was so well trained he did not
move for the whole lesson. The instructor was a tall fit looking guy that
I guessed was very early forties and carried himself like former army or
police. He would occasionally glance in my direction but he wasn’t what I
was there for so I paid him no heed.

Having settled on a location and a timing I now proceeded to plan my
attire. It’s not enough for me to just strip off, I need to fix in my mind
that I’m a lowly faggot. A locking collar is a given as it’s almost uniform
for me these days, same with that chastity cage. After much back and forth
I decided on a leather harness that connects to the cage, a butt plug,
nipple clamps, a O-ring gag, wrist and ankle cuffs. All of these I’d wear
to the park under my clothes and once in the cubicle I’d strip off and clip
the cuffs together so that I was kneeling at the glory hole with my hands
behind my back, the ring gag would ensure that I had to take any cock
presented.

Finally it was Friday and I prepared at home by washing my faggot hole
clean, earlier in the week I’d been waxed so I was completely smooth all
over. I choose my largest plug and the harness strap held it firmly in
place.

I was earlier to the park than I planned, seems the excitement was getting
the better of me. I waited till the dog training class was wrapping up
before making my way to the toilets. The adrenaline was pumping and I was
shaking, also dripping precum from my locked up cock. Stripping my clothes
off I buckled the gag on, forcing my mouth open and then I taped an open
bottle of amyl at the edge of the hole. I got on my knees and clipped the
ankle and wrist cuffs together behind my back. It would’ve been great to
use locks but I’m not entirely stupid, I wanted to be able to escape but it
had to be a struggle for me to get loose.

Now I waited with my forced open mouth directly aligned with the glory
hole, a big latex plug stretching my faggot hole, a cruel metal cage
stopping my cock from getting hard and nipple clamps biting hard.
Absolutely where I wanted to be.

It was long before I heard someone enter the empty cubicle, he knew what he
was there for and immediately unzipped his pants and pushed his cock
through the hole. There was only one place that semi hard cock could go and
that was straight into my mouth. He was pretty big even though not fully
hard and only just squeezed through the O-ring gag. He must of felt the
metal of the gag because he withdrew and followed up with his fingers to
feel what was there. He felt the gag and straps and then felt down further
and found my collar. Somewhat disappointingly he left and I figured it was
a bit much for him.

Only moments later I heard someone enter the cubicle but instead of a cock
coming through the hole there was a hand. I felt him grab my collar and
then I was pulled even closer to the hole. Seems the guy had returned and
had put a leash on my collar and he then tied it to the cistern. My head
was jammed against the wall and there was no wriggle room at all. He
forced his cock back into my mouth and he was fully hard now, the leash
stopped me from pulling back and his cock reached all the way into my
throat. I tried to take some amyl but he was unrelenting and face fucked me
for all he was worth.

He used me, there’s no other words to describe it. I wasn’t sucking his
cock, he was fucking my throat; this is what i wanted. I managed to relax
into it and it wasn’t long before he unloaded straight down my throat,
there wasn’t any choice as to whether I would swallow.

He pulled out without a word and left his cubicle, I heard his foot steps
to my locked door and some scratching at the lock. The door opened and I
was panicking and trying to unclip my hands, a masculine voice said “you’re
not going anywhere bitch, we’re just getting started with you.” I felt
something happening at my wrists and suddenly I lost all flexibility, turns
out he laced his belt through the cuffs to ensure I couldn’t undo myself.

Whilst my restraints were becoming more secure I could hear a dogs nails on
the concrete floor and then a wet nose sniffing at my open mouth. The
man’s dog must’ve smelt his Masters cum in my throat and started licking
the inside of my mouth! I was being french kissed by a dog and there was
absolutely nothing I could do to stop it. This was too much for me, I’ve
never even considered playing with animals and here i was with a dogs
tongue in my mouth and no way to get away. The man was exploring my body
and started playing with my clamped nipples. This sends me over the top
and my cock was swollen in it’s cage and my faggot hole was squeezing the
plug. The dog was tongue fucking my mouth and his Master was punishing my
nipples. It was all too much and I wanted to be let loose.

It wasn’t long before he felt the chastity cage locked to my cock and he
laughed in my ear. He next felt up the plug and started pushing it deeper
into me and called me a faggot. There was nothing i could do, this was a
bad situation I’d gotten myself into.

He undid the leather strap securing the plug and pulled it out, whilst I
was glad have it out I also felt empty now. My slutty hole was exposed and
vulnerable. He called “Zeus, heal” and the dog immediately stopped licking
inside my mouth and ran around to my cubicle. I felt the dogs wet tongue
licking my arsehole and then he said “Zeus, mount!” Fuck! I was going to
get fucked by a dog!!!

Gotta say, that dog was obedient, not 2 seconds would’ve passed before his
doggy cock was at my hole and he found his way in first go. His paws were
locked around my waist and his cock slid into me pretty easily to start
with. Then his knot started growing and he wasn’t taking no for an
answer. I could feel copious amounts of fluid running down my legs and
then the guys cock back at my mouth. He was hard again and forced his cock
back through my ring gag at the same time his dog’s knot pushed past the
last of my body’s resistance. The dog became quite still though I could
feel his cock throbbing but his Master was fucking my mouth like a steam
hammer. I was so full of cock and in total sensory overload.

Then I came! It was unbelievable as I’ve never cum with the cage on
before. The guy came in my throat and the dog managed to pull out. I
thought I was going to be turned inside out. I was so past my limits now,
full of cum and stretched to the max.

The man undid my collar and then came around to undo my hands. “In two
nights be back here at the same time faggot, in the same position.” He
said as he left, his dog following him out.