The Penis Snake (Gay Themes)

By Michelle M.
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I think I was entering my teens when I really discovered sex. One day on the way home from school, someone had thrown away a paperback sex book that had an erotic cover along with a brief description of what the story was about.

I had always been an avid reader, so reading at night before I went to sleep, was nothing my parents were worried about. This book, however, had me jacking off every few pages. The book became my favorite, marking the good sections and re-reading them again and again, pounding my cock harder and harder each time.

Sometime after all of this, there had been times when I pounded my cock so hard, there was physical pain, sometimes making the shaft so raw, it hurt to wash it the next day when I showered. I have no idea why, but for some reason, one day, it was raw from the pounding and rubbing the shaft on my leg. Standing in the bathroom, mom had left a bottle of alcohol on the countertop. Leaning over the sink, I poured a good amount all over my cock. The effects were immediate, the stinging so sudden, I almost dropped the bottle. I rubbed my penis and my balls, trying to make the pain go away, but it was slow in leaving, making me rub even more frantically. Finally, when the pain began to fade, so did the fear of what I had just done. Slowly massaging my member after the incident, it wasn’t as bad as I had thought and that night lying in bed, massaging my poor cock, I knew this was not going to be a one-time shot.

This perversion of inflicting pain on my one sex organ began to grow. Capturing a huge group of black ants and using a toilet paper roller pushed down over my cock into my balls, I poured an entire load of ants on my cock. They began to bite the soft skin, sending me into an erotic haze that I was afraid I wouldn’t come out of. When I finally came to my senses and pulled the cardboard shaft off, the ants flying everywhere, I had bites all over my member, then going inside and bathing it in alcohol only made my sexual adventure more appealing.

Graduating from an upscale university, in the study of ancient lands, by accident, I came upon ancient writing about a creature called Algea, named after the Greek God of pain. According to what I read, this creature entered the body of a man through the small opening in his penis, gradually introducing him to ever-increasing pain as well as an applied amount of pleasure. Reading on, eventually, the male would collapse, giving in to the one he admired the most.

The stories were all based on the same raw facts, and only a few made any reference as to how to find such a creature. This story fascinated me, so I searched everywhere I could to find such a creature for the next few years.

Just by chance, I ran across an article about a lady who was a spirit, but some of the references were closer to the pained creature. There was enough evidence I decide to take a vacation and see if I could find this mysterious lady.

I was able to find a female guide who seemed to know where the lady could be found but insisted on a face-to-face meeting before she’d lead me into the jungle. Arriving in a small village outside, one of the main cities in Brazil, her home was miles outside the city but easy to find. Walking to the front door, she stepped out, a cute dark-skinned lady, jet black hair, and shot me with a blow dart that left me paralyzed almost instantly. Moving up close to me, cupping my cock and balls in her hand, “The lady you seek is the Goddess of pain. Why do you want to meet her?” Her grip on my balls and cock was increasing,

“I’ve heard she gives pain and pleasure in her torture; I want to experience both if she’ll see me.”

Her grip tightened, “If she agrees to see you, she’ll turn you into her pet, her pain pet. Are you willing to give up your freedom for her pleasure?”

This was something I had not expected. If I found her, would she ever let me go? Trying to be as honest as I possibly could, “I’m not sure, I hadn’t thought about that, guess I’d just have to see.”

She liked my answer, releasing me, “The drug will wear off in a few minutes. If you are ready, we can leave in the morning.”

The next morning, we were on our way, really early. As we walked along, “So how do you know the Mistress of Pain?”

“My great grandmother worked for her. She is very ancient, and I think maybe even further back then that it may have been my lineage helping her gather her pets. Then my mom and now me, she uses up her pets quickly, and we do our best to make sure she has many to play with often.”

This was the first time I realized she was real, and I was on my way to meet the pain Goddess.

We made camp after a long day of traveling. I had just finished a long, nice relaxing dip in a stream when a blow dart hit me in the bottom.

As before, the chemical took effect immediately, leaving me helpless. Guiding me to her tent, laying me down on her cot, she pierced both of my nipples, putting in rings that had no beginning or ending as soon as they were touched together. Then lubing my ass, pushing in an oversized anal plug that was remotely controlled, turning on and off at odd intervals. Securing my wrists and ankles to her cot, “There that should hold you until morning, sleep sound now, I’ll be back soon.”

Then she giggled, “I hope nothing scary gets in the tent, but I think you’ll be just fine.”

Laying there nude, for some reason, my cock was hard and excited, not sure why then I heard something entering the tent. Trying to see what it is, it seems to be on the floor, then suddenly it hits me, a snake, OMG I hate snakes, and I’m tied down, no way to get free. My heart was pounding when suddenly he raises to look at me, his tongue darting in and out.

He senses I am constrained, coming up on my legs. He is huge, wiggling back and forth, contacting my hard-on, his scaly skin rubbing along the shaft slowly. It feels so good. I forget how scared I am. He moves to my face, only a fraction of an inch from me. His tongue strikes out, tracing my lips then pushing inside my mouth. As soon as the saliva from his tongue touched mine, an instant spike in my erotic feelings takes place, sending my body into a sexual haze I never knew was even possible.

He pulled back like he knew exactly what he had done to me, waiting then darting inside me again, satisfied when my eyes rolled up in my head, and the ability to concentrate and focus on anything was gone.

Moving his whole body upon me, he’d dart that drug-infested tongue in and out of me, causing me each time to go further and further under his influence.

Finally moving down between my legs, my shaft had never felt as hard as it did at that moment. His tongue licking the shaft, then in one single movement, his mouth opens and swallows the whole shaft. That is when I can feel that tongue enter the opening in my penis, move down deep inside me. His throat is massaging my full length, his tongue doing something deep inside me, making me moan and writhe under his influence.

He stays in this position for the longest time. Each time I look, I can feel his tongue going deeper inside me and his head arched over my shaft, seeming to move up and down but slowly.

Raising my head to look but not really seeing, it feels like my cock is growing bigger. His head seems to be moving further down on my shaft, but I know this is impossible. Finally, after what seemed like hours, he pulled his mouth off of me. My eyes go wide. My cock is larger, a lot longer than it had ever been.

Just when I understand what has happened, he sinks his fangs into the first ball, then the other one, injecting something into each one. The fact he bit me was painful enough to make me scream, but whatever he injected inside each scrotum began to burn, burn like it was dissolving my flesh. I was twisting, pulling on the restraints, screaming for some help, crying, never in my life did I think that pain was even possible.

All the time, he had moved up to my chest, resting on it, looking at me, seeming to be satisfied with what he had done.

The burning and pain continued nonstop until finally when it began to lessen, it felt like my balls had been dissolved and were gone.

When there was no more feeling down there, he moved to lick at what should have been my sac, but there was no feeling, satisfied, he moved once again over the head, swallowing the whole shaft and his tongue going inside like a probe, feeling it go deeper and deeper inside me.

This was the first time it felt like he was injecting some liquid down deep inside me, I presume from his tongue. The more he injected, the more the feeling of being full and needing to take a leak was becoming urgent.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he pulled his mouth off of me, pulling that tongue out as well – it felt so funny when it came out, but no liquid followed. It remained in there, making me feel more than uncomfortable. Then he left, leaving me laying there, full and uncomfortable, wondering if it was true, had he dissolved my balls. The rest of the night was restless, occasionally waking, raising my head. It looked like my shaft was longer and fatter. I figured it was something he had given me, I knew this wasn’t possible, but early the next morning, she walked in, laughed.

“I see Elwood was here to visit you. He is one of Mistress’s favorite pets.”

Just as she said that she took hold of my long and heavy girthed cock, stroking it, undoing my restraints, helping me stand.

“I think you’re ready to see your new Mistress.”

Leading me out of the tent, when I stood, my worst fears were true, his bite had dissolved my balls, all I had was a huge cock, a strange feeling plug in my ass, and the nipple rings that seemed to be alive and stimulating me.

We entered a cave. There was a mist in there that took the appearance of a human female occasionally, then vanished only to re-appear again. She had a deep feminine voice that was so dominant it scared me.

“So I have a new pet to play with and torture. Such a foolish boy to come on your own to see me. Tell me, did you enjoy my companion Elwood and how much he enjoyed playing with you?”

Thinking of what he had done to me, tears filled my eyes, shaking my head. “No, he caused me so much pain, I thought I would pass out.”

She laughed. “Oh honey, you have no idea how much pain you will experience with me before you are worn out and useless to me, but we’ll have some fun watching you cry out in ecstasy and at the same time beg not to have the pain at the same time. That is what you desired, correct?”

Thinking of what now seemed like such a long time, but only days ago, I had looked forward to experiencing just what the sake had done to me. Dropping my head, I said, “I just didn’t think it would be this painful. I’m sorry if I was looking for something else.”

I think in my heart I wished she’d let me go, but that thought didn’t stay with me long before I realized it would never happen.

Suddenly the biggest and had to be the prettiest Palomino stallion came running into the cave. His cock was hanging to the ground when he stopped, looked at me, whinnied loud, jumping up on his back legs, the same time his cock becoming rigid and hard. For some reason, I don’t know why. I jumped up on a table on all fours, dropped my head, my ass high in the air. The beautiful horse jumped upon the table with his front hooves. Just as my anal plug dropped out, his huge cock replaced it, pushing all 23 inches of him in me.

I have no idea how it fit, but the pain was way beyond anything, even the problem with my balls the night before. It felt like I was being split into sections. It was so far in me. I could feel it in my throat. He only pumped a few times, then the warm cum began to fill me up. The pain of his cock was instantly replaced by pure pleasure, as I’ve never known before. The seed was so warm and soothing. It seemed to be soaking into my body, making me experience a euphoric haze filled high, never dreamed of.

Finally pulling out of me, Mistress had my guide on her lap. She was in the form of a shemale with Alexi riding a huge cock, all the time watching me.

Mistress giggled. “Well, that was fun. Did you enjoy it? I have so many animal pets that want to fuck you but now rest. His cum will take some time to soak into your skin and make the changes.”

I wanted to ask what changes, but they were gone before I could say anything. Sleep came almost immediately. When I woke, my legs had re-adjusted their length, my arms the same. I was now standing only on all fours, inside a fenced-off area, with four of the biggest horniest-looking stallions I have ever seen. My ass was wet and smelled like I was in heat. Before I even knew what was happening, one of them had mounted me, sending his massive cock deep inside me.

Just like the previous night, the pain was unbearable, even causing me to cry, then the flood of warm cum, and I was in seventh heaven. For several months, the Mistress would watch me go through terror then ecstasy like I never imagined – one day, she came and got me, leading me out of the fenced-in area, back into her cave. Somehow everything was back to normal. My cock was long and big around, no balls, and my body still experiencing all the horses that had fucked me. Mistress was smiling.

“One of my favorite pets is the penis snake. Many have thought he is just a myth, but you’re going to find out just how real he is. Now relax. He’ll be here soon.”

I enjoyed lying on a real bed when this snake, a little over a foot long, came in, looking just like a wiggling penis. His movements were almost hypnotic, so moving away or preventing him from going where he wanted was impossible.

Moving very slowly, between my legs, it wasn’t long before he was at the entrance of my anal area. Rubbing his head back and forth at my opening, it wasn’t long before he entered me.

That was the first time since I met the Mistress that I have felt pure sexual erotica, sending me into a lust-filled haze. I can only say, most will never feel like I was feeling at this moment. He was moving around, wiggling here and there, making himself comfortable. Little did I know that when a penis snake enters a body, it is there for life. He was now mine and would be with me for as long as I lived.

But like everything in this place, the pleasure was accompanied by intense pain. The penis snake, besides looking like a penis, has hundreds of needle-like spikes that have to shoot from his body, piercing the walls he lives in, the liquid produced by this coats his body, giving all the nourishment he needs to survive.

So, during the most pleasurable experience I have ever had, suddenly, it felt like millions of needles pierced the lining of my ass. The pain doubled me over. This was worse than the four-plus hours I spent with Elwood while my balls were being done away with.

When it was over, looking at Mistress, she was smiling, “I told you, and you wanted to experience pleasure and pain. The penis snake will give you just that. Enjoy.”

Because of the size of my member, Mistress always has me using someone she is playing with. The rest of every day, I am either in absolute pure ecstasy or begging for the pain to stop. It never varies

 

The End.

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*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.

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