It's been a tradition in the circle of breeder tops that I fuck with. One anonymous bottom gets a good pounding without anyone knowing who he is nor does he know who is loading him. Each month, one of us decides and arranges the event and one of us usually has to provide a fuck space.

We all got together a long while ago when were bitching to each other online. The amount of cunt out there that needed seeding was exhausting us and few bred boys were willing to begin seeding for themselves. Instead we were breeding more boys to breed. They would bring their friends, brothers, uncles, next door neighbors, mailmen...it seemed like everyone wanted the seed of a handful of us.

I had a breeding party once a month. Those who needed breeding were selected by me to be the bottoms at the party. Some parties included up to 6 bottoms and some only 1. The bottoms had to pay to get in and had to take a certain amount of loads before they left. There were often many guest tops and walk in cocks that would enhance the cum drenched parties. I loved the whole attitude of these parties because it allowed me to control who got my seed. I have always been particular who I give my seed to.

I admit I wasn't always like that. I stealthed along for years when no one would actually admit that they wanted loads. I would drop a load in any str8 or married dude in a second. I have had many "accidental" unloads in the guys who could easily be my own sons. Many guys tried to encourage all of our sick fantasies about seeding our sons, our best buddy, our brother-in-law, the local fuck, any homeless guy under 20,...well, we realized that we were pretty free and easy with the definition of morality and what some might call taboo.

Back to our once a month party. The anonymous bottom was restrained, hooded, gagged and I guessed knocked out for the first hour or so. Only one of the guys knew who he was. The rest of us spent a lot of time checking out how much he'd been fucked, prepped his cunt for a long night of fucking, spent a few rounds of eating him out. We didn't always do that but this boy was just asking for a wet tongue, even after getting fucked.

Round and round we spun this piece of fertile cunt. Every spin found his cunt presented to another dripping cock edging itself closer and closer to its first blast. The thing that we all knew was a fact was that once the first top let go, we all followed suit. It was just to hard to hold back after feeling your cock fuck into the cunt with cum soaked inside and now sliding up and down your shaft. It's always my thing to be able to feel enough loads in a cunt to get some splash back on the top of my cock...I just loved dipping my tongue into a nice full one too.

At the end of the evening or I should say, at the end of the next evening, as we all knew we had to recharge and get back to the real world again, it was time to unwrap the bottom and let us know who we all fucked and let him know very clearly that he had not been just fucked but had been thoroughly knocked up. He was never blindfolded so that we were never revealed to him.

All eyes were on me as I became aware of who this impregnated bottom was and the feeling of guilt, surprise and the bone that cranked up at the same time.....