Percy's Life Part 4 - Road to Servitude
Copyright 2017 by Simplemind

After moving to Westport, the first guy I had something going on with was Gale, a handsome red panda. He was a bit older than me, studied economics, and had lived in Westport his whole life. We met online and, once we realized that we live in the same city, decided to meet up. He was really nice and also very smart. I was no match for him in that regard. I also was really shy at first. I don't know why he even bothered with me!

However! Very soon we both realized that there would probably never be anything deeper between us. We were just too different. That, though, didn't stop us from having some fun! He usually would invite me to his place, a nice, little apartment near the campus, to play some games, share a few beers and later also his bed.

Gale was much more experienced than I, and he let me feel it! He was really spontaneous. Often he'd drop everything he was doing and was all over me in the next second. Frequently he'd shock me with his suddenness. He loved to pin me down, grind his body against mine and kiss my perplexed face. He said I looked too sweet when I fell prey to him!

He was an excellent kisser! Very dominant and his tongue made me crazy. I could almost get off just by letting him play with my muzzle!

I learned a lot of things from Gale. He was also the one who sort of introduced me into the city's gay scene. Through him I got to meet a few cool guys and one time they decided to drag me along into a gay bar. I always imagined this to be a place painted in rainbow colors with twinks running around in pink dresses, or dark, dubious holes where old men went to hump each other in the restroom. I'm not saying that none of this happened, but the place they showed me was actually really sweet!

It was a big, friendly bar. Sort of like a cafe, lots of place to sit and talk and to meet new people. The guests were really funny and always made a visit worthwhile. And of course the bartender was absolutely gorgeous! Rumors say, he's straight, but that can't be true, right?! Sadly I never got a chance to find out...

I would soon start to visit this place frequently, also after Gale and I broke up. The break up wasn't a big deal, really. We just got detached more and more and eventually stopped seeing each other. Over the time we had contact, we continuously developed into different directions, so this was unavoidable in the end.

All the new and exciting contacts I found in the bar, made up for that loss, though! One guy in particular had a great impact on my sex life: Bo.

Bo was a huge hunk! He was a muscle bound, tall, black bull with big, dangerous looking horns. He suddenly approached me while I was sitting at the bar for a drink. I was so intimidated when he just took a seat right beside me, even though most other places were free. Later he would tell me that my green color made him curious and that he found it looked cute and... well... that he wanted to see me on my hands and knees...

 Yes, he was a bold man. I didn't go with him right away, though. I was too afraid! He looked out for me in the bar a few more times and we got to know each other. After he told me a bit about himself, though, I was only more afraid. Honestly, Bo could be really frightening!

Well, long story short, our first time happened in that very bar! We were sitting together, had a chat and he tried to take me home with him. When I kindly refused his offer, he beckoned me closer and muttered, "Boy! I'm tired of chasing your tail. Here's what's going to happen: In a minute you'll follow me to the restroom and there I'll show you what you've been missing out on so far!" Then he stood and went to the back.

I sat there speechless. Was he really asking me to have sex in the bathroom?! Of course I could have just left, but something inside me was too curious. I wanted to give Bo a chance and now I had one. A safe one! He wouldn't pull any shit on me here. Not here. As a small guy like me, you always have to think of your own safety first! Especially with a hulk like Bo who could break your neck with the snap of a finger!

Eventually, I went after him...

I opened the door to the restroom and found him waiting for me, leaning against the stalls. Casually he opened the creaking door and pointed me inside. I was a bit reluctant and pretty embarrassed, but after a moment's thought I went into the narrow stall.

Immediately Bo squeezed himself in behind me and closed and locked the door. I struggled to turn around in the tight space trapped between the bull and the wall, and when I faced him, Bo stepped forward, pushing me back to sit on the toilet.

My heart skipped a beat when he unzipped his pants! The bulge in his underwear was immense and my sensitive nose took in his strong, manly aroma. He reached into his waistband and pulled out a monster!

He was thick. And long! So fucking long! And he had the fattest pair of balls I have ever seen! No joke! His dick was hanging and twitching there right in front of my face, only inches from my muzzle, and I clung to the toilet seat with a growing erection in my pants.

"Open up, Percy..." was the only thing Bo said, and it was enough.

Something about this situation made me fell thrilled. Being cornered like this with a dick almost the size of my arm in front of me was intense to say the least! I was so horny! I wanted every bit of this! I wanted a taste of the treat in front of my nose and I wanted to feel it inside my muzzle. I wanted to smell Bo's musk. I wanted him to press me against the wall and take me right there! And after that, I wanted even more...

Slowly my lips parted and not a second later I had the bull's cock between my cheeks. It tasted so good and filled so much...

I started to suckle on his tip and, for a moment, this seemed to be enough for him. He sighed above me and remarked how long he had been waiting for this. Soon, though, Bo got a bit more demanding. He bucked his hips forward to push himself in deeper. When I backed off, he pushed further. When I let him in, I was rewarded with a grunt.

It didn't take long and I felt the pointy tip of his long shaft tickle the back of my throat. I looked up at him with big eyes, but only saw him grin. I knew what he wanted. And he knew that I knew it.

I did this before, once or twice, but never with someone this big! His dick had a sizeable thickness to it, though compared to other species looked rather slim. Bulls don't have knots or anything like that. Their shaft is straight and long. And Bo in particular was long! I knew from the beginning that he was not the type of man who'd be content with a half sucked dick!

He began to add more pressure and I moved my head further and further back, until I was stopped by the wall behind me. This was what he'd been waiting for. He made a thrust and simply pushed his dick into my throat. It felt like if he was already half way down, but it really only was the tip!

He made me gag and I tried to free myself by turning my head, but Bo had other plans! He grabbed my head with both his giant hands and held me in place. There was no way I could get out of this. Strangely enough, I didn't even want to!

I tried to relax and readied myself for what was about to come. My ears folded all the way back when the bull started to push in. He'd penetrate my throat, then let it slip out a bit to let me breath. Then he'd push it in even further! My yaw was already sore, but I found some sort of rhythm, even if Bo didn't make it easy for me.

I had tears in my eyes, my throat hurt like hell, and I was gagging and coughing all along. Bo seemed to like it! I kept my head pressed to the wall behind me and let the bull fuck me, while I concentrated on breathing. His seemingly endlessly long cock drilled itself deep enough into my muzzle that I could feel a bulge forming in my neck, while his heavy balls slapped against my chin. Then he pulled back until only his tip was left in my maw, only to ram it all back home!

When Bo came, he grabbed my head and pushed all the way in. And I MEAN all the way! He forced me so far down his dick that I felt his hairy sheath press against my lips. The tip of his cock was probably located somewhere in my chest!

When he shot his load directly into my stomach, I didn't even notice much of it. All I could sense was his massive cock twitching inside my esophagus like a wild snake! 

I was so glad when he was done and pulled out so I could breathe properly again! Bo was panting and leaned back against the wall of the stall, while I sat there, coughing and wheezing with a wet spot in my pants. My throat felt like it was burning and I could get the taste of a few drops of hot, salty bull cum on my tongue.

A moment later, we cleaned up and returned to our place in the bar. Bo stood me a cold drink to soothe the pain in my throat and I gladly accepted. Of course he also renewed the offer to take me home with him. This time, I accepted!

I wanted more of this. I was curious to see what else Bo had in store for me. Boy! I had no idea what I'd gotten myself into!

As it turned out, Bo was really into the whole BDSM thing. And of course he tried to introduce me into it too! At first I was intimidated, sometimes even shocked! But also curious and really horny. I tried out a lot of things with him: I let him tie me up, let him take me really rough, he'd make me kneel before him and beg for it, he used all sorts of toys on me and disciplined me with force whenever I didn't do as he wanted. We played out so many kinks, I can't possibly list them all!

It was a good time! There were a few things I didn't like as much as others, about this whole thing, but overall it was a huge turn on for me. I loved to be his play thing!

We continued to play for a very long time and we both enjoyed it greatly, but eventually there came a time where we drifted apart. Bo and I just developed at a different speed. He always wanted more. Wanted to take me harder, wanted to rough me up more, wanted me to be always ready for him, wanted to control me and rule over everything I did...

For some time, I tried to satisfy him, but it became more and more clear to me that I was just not ready for this. As much as I tried and wanted, I couldn't satisfy him. I simply needed more time!

At some point, I really felt bad about our relationship. He seemed to be insatiable and I knew I couldn't offer what he demanded. Always falling short on satisfying your partner feels awful, especially if your partner constantly reminds you of it. I became sad and unhappy, even avoided Bo! I just didn't want to disappoint him again...

Over time, Bo grew tired of me. He more and more relied on other boys who were more experienced than I and knew how to please him. Bo saw other guys beside me before, and I was aware of it! He didn't make it a secret that he wanted a certain variety and I was okay with that, but slowly being neglected more and more in favor of other men felt even worse than being unable to satisfy him! Ultimately we broke up and went our own separate ways.

Maybe I'd call him my master today, if he just had enough patience for me...?

After Bo, I wanted to take it slow, but I couldn't. The bull's impact on my life was immense, and now I couldn't go without being someone's sub anymore. I just needed someone else to take control over me!

I didn't dive right into the next relationship, however. I didn't want a second Bo! Instead I had a lot of casual contacts. I would meet them in the bar, or online, or through someone I already knew and have some quick, uncomplicated fun. Over time my unusual green color even became sort of a trademark for me! A lot of guys recognized me after some friend had told them about me, or were even looking precisely for me. It was fun for some time, but something was still not right for me...

I really don't wanna make this sound like a tragedy! I did have some great times. But... it's like... whatever you do, you know something is missing. Something important!

And one day I realized what it was...

I was together with a wolf, that day. He had my hands tied to the bedposts and was taking me from behind. The guy wasn't special to me. Just someone I had met. I was a bit tired that day and didn't really want to get fucked, but he convinced me to come over to take his load. Anyways, the sex was not what made me open my eyes. It was what happened afterwards!

Once he was done, he untied me and told me to leave. Not an uncommon thing to do. I heard it many times before, but this time it made me feel... used.

I realized that a lot, if not all, of the guys I were seeing were just using me. They wanted to dump a load and I came over to take it. They wanted their dicks sucked and I was on my knees. They wanted to boss someone around and I was the punching bag.

I remembered the time with Bo, with Gale and with Allen and wanted someone like this again in my life. Someone who saw more in me than just a one-night stand, and someone who cared about me and not only wanted to know whether I was clean. I needed someone who... loved me. Or at least someone who could appreciate me. I want to mean something to the person I submit myself to!

I fell into a little depressive phase, after I perceived all this. I stopped to see new people and sorted out all 'friends' that only wanted the one thing from me. Soon I realized that I had almost no one left.

This change led me to become pretty pent up, though. I didn't really feel like dating again, but I also didn't want to go back to the old Percy. Yet there was this constant desire... The craving to have someone inside me. The urge to let someone put me in my place. The need to relinquish control about myself and present it to someone else!

I was frustrated. For a long time. But one day everything changed once again, and this time for the better! It was the day I met my current master, Bruce.

But this is a story for another time...


The End

