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Chapter 26 - The Hole In The Wall Jerome had pressed a buzzer on the steel door and it had opened to admit them. The place had obviously once been a store before the community here had moved out. There were still tattered old adverts and even a few cans scattered about on the derelict shelving. A man looked at them from his place beside a door in the farther wall. A slight nod for Jerome and then a rather longer, distinctly more predatory, look at BoiFagBarbie. The little boi-slut felt the blood pumping through his veins at the realization of just how much he loved a man looking at him like that. Even a bald man in his fifties, with the dark skin of his big fat belly obvious through his undershirt. BoiFagBarbie knew how good he looked, even with a few bruises from his Breaking-In not quite faded. His cute face, his slim pale body, his bubble-booty. All on show since he was wearing only his collar, a tiny top that barely covered his newly-pierced nipples, his pastel pink leggings and his sneakers. Oh and his cage of course. "This little piece count for admission?" Jerome was smiling contemptuously. As if he and the man didn't both know that Jerome brought the finest little holes that a place like this ever saw. Jerome considered it a kind of rite of passage necessary for any dumb little faggot intent on plumbing the depths of his own desires. He'd found the reviews for this place and shown them to his boi-whore. On a site that was well known for encouraging anonymous hook-ups and sleazy casual pump-and-dumps. Where men went to find an easily-available man-hole to fuck. Not exactly the most whitebread audience of reviewers. "A real shit-hole. Thought I'd be mugged going in and coming out. Some fucker stole my watch while I was there!" "I always like it a little sleazy but this place was something else. One and done for me." "Should be called the Cave because there were only ugly trolls there." "Think about going there and then think again. The homeless guys nearby are probably cleaner." "One Star because I can't give it No Stars - Looks like it was last cleaned in 1958. Same for most of the clientele." Those and about a hundred others like them - all ravenously read by his little slut. The little slut now on the end of a leash being led into that self-same notorious den of depravity. Jerome didn't even need to look back to know how excited the horny little faggot would be. From about a mile away you could see BoiFagBarbie was way too fine to be wasted on the sort of men that hung around a place like this. The faggot knew that too and that was why the boi was so fucking excited, so damn horny. Even with a heavy toxic load already going to work inside his hole. The man in the store just nodded in answer to Jerome's supposed question. The second door opened and Jerome led his femboy-slut into the darkness beyond. Then the man started collecting the admission money from the group that had followed Jerome and his little slut in. He smiled as he looked them over - it promised to be a busy night. *** The first thing that struck you back there was the near-darkness but it was pretty soon followed by the smell. Rank sweat mingled with the smell of state tobacco, old piss and beneath it all the unmistakeable aroma of men in heat. Some of it long stale, some fresh and potent. There was a flash as Jerome sparked his cigarette. A fresh scent in the air and also a glimmer of light. Showing the corridor with water-stains on the walls. Maybe leaks from the roof; maybe from where men had took a piss. Plaster peeled, there was dirt on every surface, something small but alive scurried into a corner just outside the range of the dim and temporary light. Jerome just strode forward and BoiFagBarbie followed him. Down the corridor and then through some heavy dark cloth that draped an otherwise empty doorway at the other end. Now there was a little more light. He saw a set of cubicles, each with a door. His Owner led him into the center one. The cubicle was largely made up of tiling, all dirty and mostly cracked or broken. The floor was hard, some sort of heavy-usage, easy-cleaning, surface. Easy to clean but who knew when it last had been. Maybe that review hadn't been so far off. There were wadded tissues thrown in the corner, a metal waste bin full and over-flowing. There was a cheap plastic chair and the remains of long removed plumbing and that was about it. The cubicle partitions seemed to be just board and in each of them, to his left and his right, there were carefully-drilled holes. He looked to Jerome as the older man carefully wiped down the seat before sitting down. No instructions were coming from his Owner but BoiFagBarbie didn't really need any. He'd read about places like this in those hot stories on the BZ forum. He looked at the hole and noticed the stains on the wall below it. Cum. He looked down and saw more dried cum and drool on the floor. It didn't matter. The height of the hole made it perfectly clear what he had to do. He heard somebody in the cubicle nest door and then the hole in front of him became dark, the light blocked out by a body. Moments later a cock emerged through the hole. It was hard, a light brown color, veins prominent on its shaft. Just seeing that cock was enough to remove all of BoiFagBarbie's doubts. He got down on his knees on the hard filthy floor and found himself at just the right height. His hand reached for the cock and stroked it as he gave it a quick visual check. It looked OK. He knew every cock that came through that hole needed to be satisfied with his hand or his mouth and he decided this one needed to be sucked. "Fuck yeah," growled a voice through the this partition as the young boi-slut took the anonymous cock into his mouth. BoiFagBarbie hadn't been sucking cock long but he'd kind of had a fast education. He worked and teased that cock with his hand, mouth and tongue. Worked it until, after a couple of minutes, he got the cum he was craving. It felt a little weird. No eye contact with whoever was on the other side of the wall. Just a cock and some cum. It could be anyone over there. A fellow-student, a tutor, someone from church at home. Anyone! They'd have a fucking heart attack if they knew it was him sucking their cocks, him swallowing their cum. They'd know what a little faggot he was, what a little whore he was. Maybe they'd see his tattoo and know just what sort of a dirty little boi-slut he was. Would they still want to fuck him? Did he care? They probably wouldn't have what he needed but there were sooooo many cocks out there that did and that wouldn't hesitate to fuck him and breed him. He kept thinking such thoughts as he sucked the cocks that came through the hole. He could basically do it automatically. Using all he had learned to get the men off. Waiting for the thump on the wall that told him they were close and then just keeping going till he tasted their seed. He wondered if any of the seed was Poz. Some tasted different but that was probably the smokers or something like that. In a place like this he knew there would be Poz seed even if it was medicated. He just had to swallow it all to make sure he got it. His knees ached on the hard floor but it didn't matter. He wasn't here to feel comfortable. He was here to make men feel good, to himself worship their masculine power, to make any and all cocks shoot their heavy loads into his hungry mouth. The cocks kept coming and he soon lost count. He couldn't really remember how many men had followed them in. How many more might have been here already, in the darkness, waiting? It didn't matter - all that mattered was making this next cock hard and wet and ready to shoot its load. Feeling the pulses of seed delivered into his mouth and then swallowing them down like a good little cum-pig. There was a knock on the door. Jerome had been sitting on the chair and smoking his inevitable cigarette. Now he stood up and grabbed BoiFagBarbie's leash. The boy had been gazing at the hole waiting for his next cock but now he looked up. Jerome undid the door of their cubicle and the man from the store was there. The man was sweating, maybe adding new stains to that white undershirt stretched over his big gut. BoiFagBarbie saw all of that but it didn't gain his attention. That was all concentrated on the man's hard cock standing proud over a couple of seriously big and heavy looking brown balls. A gesture from a pair of fat fingers and BoiFagBarbie got up. Got up and turned to face the hole in the wall. Let his booty wiggle a little in invitation to the man. The fingers found him and caressed the smooth roundness of his booty. One tapped the end of his butt-plug sending a shiver of desire through BoiFagBarbie's whole body. "So this little fucker is one of your chaser's?" "If he ain't caught yet." "Has he?" BoiFagBarbie heard the dry little laugh of his Owner. "Can't be sure. Ain't tested him but the greedy little slut has taken a whole lot of charged loads." Fingers tapped the new tattoo on BoiFagBarbie's back. "Well I've got what the dumb little faggot needs so let's make sure shall we." The exquisite discomfort and pleasure of his butt plug being removed and then the second or too of perfect anticipation. It came automatically to him now to relax himself, to make his hole ready for what was to come. The pressure of a thick cock-head against his hole, the momentary resistance and then the amazing sensation of a man taking him. A new man, a fresh man, a man with balls full of charged seed. A man who wanted to use him, to breed him, to knock him up, to taint his perfect young hole with his toxic seed. BoiFagBarbie gasped with pleasure and felt the rush surge through his whole body. It couldn't get any better than this! Until it did. A big hard white cock came through the hole in front of him. The thickest cock he'd seen tonight, except that of his Owner of course. A couple of fierce, brutal thrusts into him from behind made his knees buckle and pushed him up close to the wall. The man fucking him was strong, his powerful grip keeping the young faggot from falling. BoiFagBarbie's hand found the cock coming through the wall and stroked it. Bought enough time until he was accustomed to the weight and pressure of the fucking he was getting. Until he could take that second cock into his mouth and suck it. Sucking for seed while he waited to be bred. Just like he needed to be. *** Floyd Jacobs spat on the ground as he reached for his phone. He'd had some assignments in his day but this one took some beating. The client had treated him like a piece of shit and Floyd had been around long enough to have a strong suspicion why. Well, at least the shit-for-brains had enough sense to understand only a man like Floyd could help them in their current situation. At least they'd worked it out eventually! It still cracked Floyd up that they had gone to the Police first. Like that would do any good! Finally, of course, they came to him and wouldn't you know it old Floyd Jacobs was on the trail within a couple of days. Not that they would necessarily like what he had to report of course but that was hardly his concern. He tapped his fingers against his leg impatiently as he waited for his call to be answered. Didn't they think his old Black ass had better things to do with his time? Finally the call was answered. "Yeah - it's Jacobs. I got something to report..."

In the end, a no-holds-barred free for all orgy is very rare in a non-curated setting. Even in a curated setting you have to find guys that are 100 percent versatile and equally attracted to everyone in the group. Some venues might attract a really piggy clientele that create something close to this, but there will always be total tops and total bottoms that will not flip. Like you, I’m a versatile guy that loves flip fucking in groups, but I know we’re no where near the majority. And while I’m open to sex with many different types of guys, I can’t bring myself to get fucked by absolutely anyone. If I’m turned off by a guy, I don’t want his dick in my ass.

i did a quick search of studies about anal orgasm... didn't find much and what i did find underlined that this has not been studied much, butt this study has some pics about where to stimulate. Also appreciate the study notes the role "mental factors" plays. "Orgasm function with RAI [receptive anal intercourse] Our third aim was to query the orgasmic potential of RAI. As previously stated, the pudendal nerve plays a key role in achieving orgasm and may be a source of pleasure and orgasmic potential during RAI. The pudendal nerve also innervates the external anal sphincter and perianal skin, creating pleasure from anal play and insertion. Our findings showed that men were significantly more likely to endorse achieving orgasm from anal penetration alone, compared with women. One explanation is that the prostate and adjacent neurovascular bundle could be contributing to the experience of orgasm with RAI. Although the exact mechanism of prostatic stimulation induced pleasurable sensation is unclear, it is hypothesized that it may derive from nerves passing along the outer surface of the gland or through the nervous innervation of the prostate itself.7 Separately, the experience of orgasm is also influenced by mental factors, including people’s self-esteem, desire, and experience with sexual practices.35 Thus, men who may engage in RAI as a primary sexual practice may learn how to orgasm from this practice better over time. Additionally, we found that approximately 50% of both women and men reported experiencing orgasm from RAI with the addition of co-stimulation, compared to 19% of women and 36% of men who experienced orgasm from RAI alone." [think before following links] https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC12128925/

Indeed the whole BBC thing has become tiresome. The focus seems to be more on the middle "B".

My experience has been that black cocks tend to be any where from extra large to HUGE, and I'. Into size, so I choose BLACK cock, thank you very much. Last month I got fucked by a fat 11 inch top.

How are you doing with throat fucking? I love the effect of poppers when I'm taking an unusually long cock. It just feels so natural with poppers. I hope that I can eventually do without poppers. Wish me luck!!

Fuck! This is the hottest story on this site. Thank you for continuing his journey. Can't wait for him to get the fuck flu.

Of course asking is the obvious option, the question is in what context? You never know how a str8 guy will react. They could say "no, are you a faggot?" and stop talking to you.

I'd go for it if you weren't even in contact for over a decade anyway, what is there to lose? There was a guy in my HS class 16 years ago, we were in a room on a school trip and he was unbuckling his belt in front of my face, but then someone barged in so nothing ever happened. His FB account is disabled, so I have no contact for him. But if I did, I'd meet up with him, reminisce, and offer to finish what we started. If he rejected, who cares, we can go back to no contact. My current target is one of my 2 best friends, he's a virgin but taller and much stronger than me, he could "force" me to suck him if he wanted to. His dad joked that we're probably jerking each other off since we're both bachelors. Maybe I can use that line to test the waters and offer a handy as a "joke" when we're in a good mood after drinks.

Great story! One of the best I have read here. Thanks so much, @mancoco!

No apologies needed, @mancoco. The rare typo or grammar error is okay and doesn't take away from the story at all. I find your writing and storytelling to be excellent! I appreciate you sharing this story. Thanks!

@mancoco. Thank you again for this story. And grammar and spelling? Not to worry. Your fans probably don't even notice.

Thank you all again for your comments, suggestions and overall reading this story. As usual apologies on the grammar and spelling. I am trying to just keep this going.

After hugging and kissing more, he put the butt plug back in me and we got ready for bed. We lay in bed talking about our day and told him about my adventure to the bathroom to suck cock. He said I should do that at least once a day. I asked him about the bathroom the last guy I blew talked about and if I should go there. He said I should stay away as it's a heavy hook up place and while I may just go to suck cock I might easily get fucked bare even if I protested. He said I would be very popular there. I told him I would go the bathroom on campus and stay away from the rest stop restroom place. He also asked if the Professor fingered me or had me suck his cock again like the other day. I told him not since the other day and he said that if I wanted to suck his cock that's fine just no fucking. I told him I would comply. I asked why he wanted me to go to the bathroom to give guys bjs and he said in time I will realize. We ended there and we both fast fell asleep. We both woke up at the same time and Rick already had morning wood and then mounted me not before scraping my insides with his fingernails. He fucked me with purpose and little passion. I didn't care and enjoyed his fucking in any form. It hurt more as there was more and deeper scraping in my anus. He kept fucking me for about 10 minutes on all fours and then finishing me on my back. He finally came in me and again so did I without touching my hands. After we lay there making out he said, "I love how you have embraced being a bottom and enjoying all the pleasure that comes from it". "I thank you for that Daddy. In all my wildest dreams of all the women I have fucked over the years, I would never guess I be with another man like this, let alone be the bottom and enjoy it so much. And not just the sex but the male intimacy and erotic nature of it" I said. "You are welcome my boy. I do think those few times of bj and handjobs with other guys including your swimming coach was probably a good clue you wanted this" Rick responded I thought about it and said "You are probably right but it took you to bring it out of me. I owe you a lot and now hopefully you will get me pregnant" "I will baby don't worry. You will be knocked up soon and so much more pleasure and experiences wait for you on the other side" he said We kissed for a little while and then got ready for work and left the house. As I drove to campus the feeling of having his sperm in me and the butt plug in me made me feel so complete.

My feelings exactly -- I'm there for the cum... period so any dick will do. Just feed me or breed me

Hot read. Can't wait for the next chapter

I love Raceplay, any white tops need a house boy?

I'm super attracted to white men. But all except one of my boyfriends have been Latino or black. if I really think about it, I prefer white dick as a part of the man overall ... but black dick just for the dick to hook up with. if that makes any sense.

If I was Dan, I would have let the professor wrecked my hole and breed me deep... Who needs to know? Certainly not me.... Living with the doubt of who actually is the daddy... Mmmm i would like that

I was 21. Out with Navy buddies. Pick up a woman who was a trans. She gave me my first rim job. Loved it. She was also the first to bareback me

The right curve and size help, but it really all depends on the stroke and position. If you lie on your stomach and have a top who has stamina and can deep stroke you for an extended period of time you have a decent shot at experiencing the anal orgasm but the truth is that most tops don’t know how to make it happen ive only met two who had it down to a science and could do it every time