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April 15, 2019 - Michigan Pain Pig is a real piggy boy

This past weekend I drove from Akron to Detroit to judge the first Michigan bear and Cub contest. I was in judge mode most of the weekend, meaning acting very professional, most of the weekend. But this morning I was lucky enough to hook up with a local pain Pig.

When he arrived, he stripped naked for me, I was already naked with a hard on. And soon as he was naked he dropped to his knees and started to suck my cock, then he got under my balls and started inhaling deeply. He was wearing a UBOLT over his cock and balls as a cockring.

He is a scent pig as well and asked me not to shower before his visit, although he was sparkling clean inside and out. He licked my balls and inhaled deeply appreciating the aroma from the bar visit the previous night and my musky scent from sleeping in a nice warm bed.

I leaned back on the bed and push myself to the top until my head was resting on pillows, and looked down as he crawled between my legs and continue sucking my cock, licking my balls, and trying to get his tongue to my ass to rim me. I could see he was certainly obedient, as he continued to look up at me with a pathetic look in his eyes as he continued to work on my cock.

Then he started to licked down my legs, behind my knee, and eventually made his way to my left foot. He started by licking the sole of my foot and then started to lick and suck each digit, pushing his tongue between my toes trying to get every bit of scent from my feet, licking and inhaling deeply.

At one point he was able to get all five of my toes in his mouth while continuing to swirl his tongue in between each toe. It was quite erotic. It had been a while since anyone paid this much attention to my feet.

He worked his way back up to my crotch and continued lapping at my cock and balls. I grabbed him by the hair of the head and pulled him up to my chest and he was licking my stomach and chest all the way until I brought him to my nipple. He started gently licking and sucking on my nipple, then looked up and asked, "How rough master?" I replied, "I'll let you know if you get too rough." And with that he began to nibble and bite on my nipple making sure to switch back and forth taking care of both of them.

After working on my nipples for a while I pulled him up to my armpit. He immediately buried his face into my armpit and inhaled like a scuba diver who had been out of oxygen for quite some time. I heard him sigh in appreciation as he continued to bury his face in my armpit inhaling deeply which caused my cock to pulsate.

After he had sniffed for quite some time, I finally felt his tongue dart out and start to lick at my armpit. It felt wonderful. He systematically licked every spot under my arm until he had licked it completely. Then he went back to sniffing and inhaling my man scent.

I grabbed him by the hair again and pushed him back down onto my cock. If you have been reading my stories, you know I love having my cock sucked. He did a very good job, concentrating on the head of my cock with his tongue and lips, but occasionally I would push him deep onto my cock until it was lodged in the back of his throat.

Eventually he would gag and I would let him up after a moment, leaving him panting and breathing heavy, gasping for air, only to push him deep onto my cock again. He went back to my balls and he gently raised my right knee in the air, spun his body around a bit so he could get to that area between my balls and my ass.

Then he slid his tongue between my ass cheeks and started to probe my hole. I heard him inhaling again, sniffing my ass. I could clearly sense he was a true scent Pig. He was able to rim my ass, lick my balls, and suck my cock from this position so I let him remain there for a lone while.

Then he got out of bed and dug in his bag of tricks and brought out a collar and leash. He begged me to put the collar on, which of course I did. Then I grabbed him by the leash and yanked him back into my armpit for another visit.

Wrapping my left hand on the back side of the collar I pulled him up to the pillows and pinned him down on his back, I put all of my weight on top of him, continuing to hold him down to the pillows by the back of the collar and kissed him hard exploring his mouth.

He seemed surprised that a Master would kiss such a pig, but I do enjoy heavy kissing. He was enjoying it a bit too much so I pushed down on the back of the collar tightening it on the front of his throat cutting off his air supply.

He started to struggle slightly, and then I could feel, and sense, him gasping for air. I held him in that position for another moment letting him know that I was his Master at this moment and he would breathe only when I wanted him to. Eventually I let loose on the collar and he started gasping in air desperately once again.

I rolled over onto my back and used the leash to pull him into my armpit, and told him to catch his breath and relax for a minute. He had his face completely buried in my armpit and was inhaling deeply catching his breath and smelling my armpit at the same time.

He asked if I would please put on some of my leather. I got out of bed and put on my title jacket, "Ohio Leather Sir 2016."

I returned to the bed and laid on my back again, he returned to his position in my armpit and then slid down on the bed a little bit rubbing his face on my vest inhaling the scent of leather into his nostrils.

He returned to my cock for a while, then back to my feet, and eventually I pulled him to the center of the bed on his back and squatted on his face. I used my hands just spread my ass cheeks so he had full access to my hole. He licked my ass crack from top to bottom, then pushed his tongue deep into my hole. At one point I sat most of my weight on him smothering him with my ass.

There was something about taking his breath away from and then letting him bask in the scent of my balls or armpit that was really turning me on. After he had eaten my ass for a while, I climbed off him and rolled him on his side away from me. I cupped myself behind him, in sort of a "big spoon, little spoon" fashion.

I reached around a put my right hand over his mouth. He started to lick my hand and fingers. I pulled my hand onto his mouth harder, completely covering his mouth, then using my left hand coming around from the other side, covered his nostrils and my right hand.

I pulled him against my chest in this position, completely shutting off his air supply. At first he just went limp, then as his lungs began to burn, he started to squirm. I put my leg over his, pinning him to the bed as he began to struggle even more.

I whispered in his ear, "You can take more, I know you can. Just calm down and don?t panic. I won?t let you pass out. But I want you lungs on fire before I let you breathe again."

The next few moments got pretty intense, but there was nothing he could do. His hands alternated between digging into the bed sheets and slamming into the pillows. My head was up and I was watching his eyes. He was still alert, but panicking. I whispered, "almost, you are almost there, I?m almost done with you."

I felt his body start to go limp, his eyes start to glaze over, and I let go of my hold, rolled him onto his back, and slapped his face hard with my open palm.

I laughed loud and hard. "You are okay faggot, you are okay. I enjoyed that. Catch your breath because we are going to do it again." I rolled him into my armpit again and allowed him to relax and catch his breath.

"Ready for round two?" I asked him. He replied, "Yes Sir, I am your property to do as you wish. You can hold me until I pass out if you wish." I told him that cutting his air supply to the point of passing out is dangerous, and although I am very dominate and sadistic, I?m also very safe.

It?s not often I find someone who enjoys breath play this much, so we went "4 rounds" before I felt he had enough. My cock was hard and throbbing the entire time.

I rolled him over onto his stomach, and slid my cock into his ass with one fast hard push. I had all of my weight on his back pinning him to the bed. I reached around and covered his mouth with both hands again, this time not only withholding his oxygen, but fucking him at the same time. His muffled screams into my hands were music to my ears and only made my cock harder.

I rolled off him and he immediately began to suck my cock clean. I love it when a guy goes ass to mouth and clean his ass juices off my cock.

I told him to get on all fours on the bed, and went to my bag of tricks and got the metal Chrome hook that has a metal ball on the end of the hook. I popped the ball into his ass and pulled on the hook till it was deep inside of him. There's a rope attached to the hook and I pulled it up to his collar and tied it off.

I told him to stay in this doggy style position as I climbed around him and laid with my cock under his mouth. He started to lean down to suck my cock and realized that the action of leaning down tightened rope which pulled the hook deeper into his ass. But the desire for his mouth to be on my cock was greater than the pressure on his ass, so he leaned down and started to suck my cock clean. He concentrated on the head of my dick, but occasionally taking me fully into his throat.

At this point there was a lot of cock sucking, ball licking, attention to my nipples, my armpits, and he returned to my feet a few more times. Then then back to concentrating on my cock. While he was still in the doggy-style position, I told him to remain as he was, and climbed behind him and started to push my cock into his ass.

The metal hook was still in place, and the ball at the end of the metal hook is rather large, so to a very small degree he was almost being double penetrated at this time. I fucked him like this for a few minutes, but the hook was actually getting in my way. I yanked my cock out of his ass, and pulled the hook out of his ass, then plunged my cock balls deep into his ass again.

I pounded with such gusto that I forced him flat on the bed without missing a beat. Now with him laying flat on the bed, I put all of my weight on his body again, reaching around with my left arm around his neck and somewhat of a sleeper hold.

As I fucked him, I put pressure on his neck with my left arm. My right forearm was pushing down on the back of his head crushing him not only into my left arm, but smashing his face into the pillow. He extended both of his hands out, in a very submissive pose, as I continue to fuck his ass hard.

I really wanted to dump my load right then and there. As I heard him gasping for air, muffled by the pillow, I wanted to cum, but I also knew I wanted to play some more. I whispered in his ear I'm not done with you yet. I yanked my cock out of his ass and rolled onto my back.

Without being told he immediately took my cock in his mouth again to clean off his ass juice. I felt like I was going to explode in his mouth, but I thought about my 3.5 hour drive home, concentrated on my route, distracting my mind long enough to let him finish cleaning my cock and then I pulled him off my nice clean dick.

He asked if he could put my leather boots on me. I told him to get them from the desk. I swung my legs off the side of the bed, sitting on the edge as he walked back with my boots. He pushed one of the boots to his face and inhaled the scent of my feet from the night before.

Without socks, gently guided each of the boots on my feet and began to lace them up. I have a very difficult and strange lacing pattern on my boots so I was explaining to him how to lace the boots correctly. Each time he would make a mistake, I would smack him upside the head and correct him. At one point I think he was making mistakes on purpose just so I would slap him upside the head.

Eventually my boots were completely laced... they actually felt good against my skin with no socks. At this point he was on the floor, at my feet, as I was sitting on the edge of the bed. He bent down on all fours with his ass high in the air, and his face down at my boots and began to lick them clean. After he had licked them for a while, he rolled over on his back and I put one foot on his chest and the other on his mouth so he could clean the bottom of my boot.

He was definitely enjoying himself licking both the top and bottom of each boot. Knowing that he previously seemed to enjoy as I took his breath away, I took the booth from his mouth and put it on his neck and applied pressure to his chest with my left boot, and his neck with my right boot.

He started moaning in delight, if not acting downright giddy, giggling as I pushed my boot on his throat. I applied more pressure, being careful, and intelligent enough to know that I did not want to break his windpipe with my boot. I had very little tactile feeling and used extreme caution, but we were both enjoying this immensely.

I removed both boots from his body, grabbed the leash connected to the collar and pulled him up onto the bed as I slid my head up to the pillow. I jerked on the collar pulling him back to my stiff cock where he worked on the head and shaft again. He was an excellent cocksucker.

We played in bed for quite some time, repeating all the things we had done before, except this time instead of licking my feet he was licking and cleaning the boots.

I wished I had known we were going to hook up because I would have dribbled piss on the boots for him to enjoy. But at the contest I was judging, I wanted my boots to look their best, so there were no piss dribbles for him to clean up.

At one point while he was on his back, I climbed up on his chest and started to throat fuck him hard, putting both of my boots across his upper thighs on to his cock and balls. He choked on my cock and whimpered as my boots put pressure on his ball. He looked up at me in the most content but pleading way.

Realizing he was enjoying the torment on his balls, when I was done fucking his throat I climbed out of bed and got a soft piece of rope. I tied the rope around his balls wrapping over and over extending his balls from his body. He whimpered, "thank you Sir, thank you Master." Then I gave his balls a tight squeeze as I tied the knot on the rope so it wouldn?t come loose.

After I had tied his balls up, I added a few metal spring clips to the underside of his cock just to add to his pain. With each clip that I added, he groaned and moaned, which only made it better for my pleasure.

This is when I realized he was truly a pain pig. Over the next 30 minutes I terrorized his nuts, using my boots to apply pressure whenever I could. Sometimes I would reach down and grab his balls and squeeze or pull on them until he was almost in tears. He continued to thank me over and over as I abused his balls.

I told him to climb out of bed and sit flat on the floor with his legs spread and his back against the wall. I climbed out of bed and pushed my cock in his throat. There was nowhere for him to go since his head was pinned against the wall. He was not good at deep throating, as he would have problems with gagging. But I gagged him with my cock until he was almost ready to puke.

I pulled my cock out of his mouth giving him time to breathe, but before he could catch his breath I put the toe of my boot on his balls and begin to push down. While still trying to catch his breath, he was now gulping air into his lungs as I was crushing his nuts, harder and harder with my boot.

He looked up at me and said, "Thank you Master, hurt me more, I'm here for your pleasure, make me feel the pain, make me cry if you want, I am all yours." I crushed them harder and harder, wondering what would be his limit. His arms were banging into the wall behind him. As I applied more pressure, he covered his mouth with his own hands and screamed into his hands. The muffled screams made my cock jump.

I took my foot off of his balls, and he almost looked sad, so without warning I gave him a swift kick to the balls with the toe of my boot. It was a hard kick and caused him to double over in pain. This caused me to laugh a deep throaty guttural laugh.

I told him to get on all fours on the floor, with his ass high in the air again, I walked behind him and he instinctively spread his legs. He knew what was coming; he knew what I wanted to do. I kicked his balls hard with my boot, causing him to fall flat on the ground. Once he was flat on the carpet, I sat on the edge of the bed again and put both of my boots on his back. Actually one on his ass and the other on his shoulder blades.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I leaned forward applying as much pressure as I could. He seemed to be enjoying himself, so I moved my right boot from his shoulder blades up to the back of his head, applying pressure, smahing his face into the dirty carpet of the motel room.

I heard him sigh, a very contented moan. Eventually I moved my right boot to the back of his neck applying pressure. I just relaxed like this for a while, enjoying this site at my feet, and allowing him to enjoy being pinned to the floor.

Then HE reached up with his right hand and pulled my right boot off of his neck and started to lift it. I thought he was in distress and was asking for LESS pressure. But instead he extended his left arm forward, and put my right boot on the back of his left hand.

With his right hand he let loose of my boot, and then slid his right hand under my boot as well. Then he said, "crush my hands, hurt them please, I am nothing but a pig, make me suffer."

I took my left boot off his ass and put it on the floor next to him to give me better leverage and control of my right foot which was now crushing his hands. He was moaning in pleasure, thanking me repeatedly, wiggling his fingers as much as he could as they were being crushed by my boot.

He seems to be enjoying this so much that I put even more pressure on my right boot, crushing his hands, then I started grinding my boot into the back of his hands as if to put out a cigarette. He kept moaning, "oh yes, thank you master, thank you for treating Your boy like shit. It's hard to find someone like you here in Michigan. You don't know how much I have wanted to be treated this bad. I deserve it."

I practically took all of the weight off of my left foot using my entire body weight to crush his hands. When I finally felt he had enough, I leaned back on the bed. He set up on his knees rubbing his hands, repeating over and over how great it felt. Eventually he climbed back up in bed with me and rested his face in my armpit.

While still laying on his stomach inhaling my armpit, he slid down across my chest licking and smelling the leather vest, licking the vest on the way down, and return to the all familiar taste and scent of my cock and balls.

I knew I had to check out at the hotel soon, and needed to shower before I left, so I decided to drop a load in his ass.

I told him to remain on his stomach and they climbed on his back and began fucking him again. I fucked him hard and viscously. I was pushing him upward on the bed with each thrust into his ass. After a while I had him flip over on his back, flipped his legs up in the air, and got even greater penetration.

He looked up at me and said that he loved watching my face as I fucked him. I asked him if he could see the anger in my eyes, and he said he most certainly could. I told him this was a HATE FUCK. I was fucking him to release all my tension from the weekend.

Before long, I could feel my balls pulling up, telling me it was time for an orgasm. I pounded him hard-and-fast causing him to grunt and moan. Right as I started to fill his ass, I spit on his face and called him a faggot.

I could feel pulse after pulse unloading into his ass, eventually I fell off him and rolled onto my back. He immediately went to cleaning my cock. After a bit of cleaning I started to get soft, and he asked if I had any piss for him. After a minute or two to relax, I asked him how good he was at keeping the piss in his mouth, and he suggested going to the shower. After a few minutes of relaxation, him continue to clean my cock then resting his face in my arm pit, we adjourned to the shower.

He got on his knees in the bathtub and I stuck my cock back in his mouth. He started to suck and I warned him not to get me hard again if he wanted my piss. But he continued sucking and I got hard again.

I was concentrating on pissing, and felt a build up getting ready to release in his mouth, I was certain I was about to flush his mouth with my piss. Then something completely surprising happened. I dropped an orgasm in his mouth.

A second load this close together is rare for me. I told him that was unexpected, and it couldn't have been much of a load. He said it was a very nice second load.

He got on all fours in the bathtub, giving me a chance to relax, and soon I was pissing all over his back, his ass, and his hair. He rubbed it all over him, "washed" his hair with it, fingered his ass a few times.

Then he asked if he could rinse off, because he was going to be heading straight to work. He told me he was going to be a little late for work but it was definitely worth it. After he left, I grabbed a quick shower, and checked out of the motel.

At the front desk they asked me how I enjoyed my stay... I truthfully told them... "it couldn't have been better."

Now I head back to Ohio.