A Cock Loving Slut

My name's Jake and this is the story of how I became a cock craving slut.

It started a year ago, I was walking home in the rain, when I slipped and fell into a muddy puddle. As I bundled myself up, a car pulled up beside me and rolled down the front window. I recognised the face of Neil, a man from across my road. "Want a lift son?" he asked me, I nodded and yanked open the door and jumped in.

As we drove into our street, I noticed my parents were out and I didn't have a key. Neil offered to let me into his house and get me a change of clothes.

I sat down in Neil's living room and he poured some coffee, with his back to me. He took his time, mixing it and adding stuff; when he gave it to me I sniffed and it smelled funny. I didn't want to be rude though and drank it all, as he watched me closely. I suddenly felt really drowsy and slumped back in the couch.

"Ok Jake, now take of your clothes and I'll get you a dressing gown to wear" Neil told me. I stripped in front of him, barely aware of his presence and he took my clothes upstairs, returning with a small pink camisole.

He slipped it over my head and I felt the silkiness touch my body, the spaghetti straps over my shoulders and the white lace trim, around the hem.

It barely covered my cock, coming down to mid-thigh. Neil pulled a camera out and blinded me as he flashed a couple of photos. He turned me around and got me to bend over as he continued to take photos.

I noticed my cock was beginning to twitch and before long it was holding up my cami.

"I knew you'd love it you little slut" Neil muttered, as he pulled the cami off and went upstairs again, to return with an armful of clothes and equipment.

First, he grabbed my cock, and taped it back between my legs, so it was no longer visible. Then he shaved my legs and pubes, leaving no hair apart from a small landing patch above where my dick used to be.

He then tossed me a pair of pink cotton panties, held together by a black ribbon on each side. Still drowsy, I followed his instructions and slipped them on over my legs, up to my small patch of hair.