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Damn babe your cunt is begging for some fat toxic loads

After I got out of the shower, my uncle Robert jumped in. While I waited, I turned the porn off and skipped through options on Netflix. I didn’t know how long it would be before our next session, so I put all the party supplies away. Just as I sat down, there is a knock at the door. It’s my other uncle, my uncle Ruben. My more strait-laced uncle that to my knowledge never done a drug in his life. He came around to spend some time with my uncle. (It would seem that I’m not the only cock block my aunt set up lol.) I welcomed him in. As much as one can do when they aren’t the one living there. I told Ruben the Robert was in the shower. Then my spidey sense started to tingle. And by that, I mean my hole. I grab my backpack and walk into the kitchen. I ask if he wants a soda and he says yes. Now I have a few extra supplies in my bag that I pull out. I pour him a glass of soda and mix in a few extras. I pick root beer because of the strong taste. I throw in ground up Viagra, some ground up tina, and a healthy dose of g. I assume he is a lightweight so I don’t go overboard with the g. I mix it all up. And take it to him while he is sitting on the couch. He takes the drink and gulps down half of it. He says it tastes a bit off. I say really, let me try. I take a small sip and say I think its fine. As if given permission, he finishes his drink. Just then my uncle Robert walks into the living room in just his underwear. He stops mid-sentence and says oh looks who shows up out of nowhere. He glances at me, his eyes in a slight panic. I excuse myself to go use the bathroom. In the hallway, I reassure him that everything was put away and besides, I took care of it. I explained what I did and he laughs and calls me a sleezy mother fucker. I correct him, uncle fucker. I tell him to put some shorts on and come join us on the couch. I also turn the ac up a couple of degrees so it gets warmer. I sit down on the couch and start in on my uncle with small talk. We are joined by Robert but I seem to be the one talking to Ruben. After a little time, I can see that he is starting to get slouchy and sweaty. I comment about the heat and he agrees. I suggest taking off our shirts. He agrees and we both ditch our shirts. After a bit more time, he starts to look out of it. He cant keep his eyes open. Finally they close. I call his name, no answer. I touch his shoulder, no answer. I touch his chest, no answer, I touch his leg, no answer. I gather my guts and grab his dick, no answer from his mouth but its definitely starting to fill out. The v was definitely kicking in. I giggle and uncle Robert looks my way and sees his brother out of it. I grab his dick again and nothing. I get up and get to my bag and pull out the party supplies. My uncle Robert says he doesn’t know about this. I reassure him that everything will be alright. I pack a bowl and take 2 big hits blowing out clouds. I pass to uncle Robert. He takes 3 good hits and we are off to the races again. After I finished the second bowl and he was filling in the third bowl, I ventured over to my uncle Ruben. I reach down and undo his shorts. I pull them straight off of him. I pull them completely off and throw them on the couch next to him. I reach for his hard dick. His dick is 6.5 but just as thick as his brother, same mushroom head. I pull the underwear down a little to lets his dick free. I take his dick in hand and I put my mouth down on it. I taste the second uncle dick in the day. I take half way down and then pull off. Robert is noticeably nervous over the situation. I tell him to take another hit and calm down. I tell him that he can hide away when he wakes up but it is too far down the line to stop now. I see that Uncle Ruben is starting to stir…I run over to him and quickly strip down my underwear. I sit down next to him pipe and lighter in hand. He stirs awake and is like what happened. I told him that we were just chilling, having a smoke, when you kinda fainted a bit. I said I thought it was from the heat. I’ll go over and ask to turn down the AC thermostat. I walk over the hallway where Robert was quietly waiting, away from the calamity. I turn the AC down just enough to have it noticeably turn on and run for a while. I walk back to Uncle Ruben, who is stunned and trying to collect his thoughts. I tell him maybe some more smoke might help with his mental state. Before he could even question it. I had the pipe to his lips and giving him instructions as I light the pipe. He follows my directions and gets a decent hit, blowing out a small cloud. I tell him to try another. He complies and lets out a huge cloud. He says he feels different and asks what kinda weed are we smoking. I told him it’s not weed, its Tina. I instructed him to take another hit which he did. After that cloud, his eyes open with urgency. And is like what the fuck are we smoking? I told him tina. Before he can start ranting. I start my talking about how he agreed to try it once and that we were in our underwear because tina makes you sweat. And we don’t want out clothes all sweaty. It was then that he was officially tweaking and feeling good. I knew I didn’t have to make any sense, I just needed to stall long enough for tina to do her thing.

Every possible place you can think. Anywhere outdoors, would love to be a free use cumdump at the gym, a construction/work site, any hotel, the beach, behind any dumpster, in a theater, anywhere I work, the library, on the international space station, you name it. Just anywhere ideally full of tops needing to nut and know just what Im around for. Guess my favorite local for a fantasy right now would be a portaglory hole on a site or a seedy rest stop/trail bathroom with gloryholes or a nice open handicap booth for understall or just letting tops come and go as they please. The portaglory holes drive me crazy. Would be great to be in a high traffic area surrounded by people being flooded with cum and none of them knowing except the tops coming to feed me. Would be so perfect.

Feeling the pulsating dick pumping a big load deep into my pussy makes my day. My whole body shivers. There is no better feeling for me. So I have the rule: You fuck me - You breed me!

Absolutely fucking beautiful. Big and uncut. The kind of dick I love 💕 to get bred by.

Thanks I have wondered and will check out next time I'm in Stratford. When are busy breeding times?

I can't recall many posts on here about bare play about circuit parties

Part 5 – Man of his word Travis did as he was told. He got back on the bed and went straight into doggie position. Reggie walked away to a dresser on the other side of the room. When he returned, he was fidgeting with his phone in one hand and a loaded pipe in the other. He texted away for a few minutes and then walked back to the bed. Reggie took a good sized rip and blew out his cloud. He hands the pipe down to the boy in front of him. Travis took his turn on the pipe and as he was letting his own cloud go, he felt Reggie’s tongue invading his hole. T: oh my gaaaa Reggie was eating his ass out like it was his last meal. When he had it dripping wet, he backed up to admire the puckering hole before him. G: Hey Regg, you promised me… Reggie turned his gaze toward the other twink in the sling. He looked down as the cum was leaking from his hole. The sight made his dick bounce. R: yes, I remember. And I’m a man of my word. Reggie stands up and walks over to the sling. He releases the twink and he gets out of the contraption. Garth was hard from the fucking he had just endured. He steps behind his best friend. Reggie had promised him that he could pop his friend’s cherry. Reggie walks off to his setup and comes back with a small bottle of his personal parTy lube. He squeezes some into his hand and grabs Garth by the dick. Slowly, he coats the twink’s dick with a thick layer of lube. R: now hurry up and drop your load. I said you had first dibs but I’m getting in right after you. Robbie reloads the pipe and takes a hit as the boy lines up his dick. He hands the pipe over to Garth. R: take a hit and hold it as you slide into him. Robbie goes down to Travis’s level and hands him a bottle of poppers. He quickly explains how they work. Travis takes 3 big hits of poppers, followed by Garth lighting up and pushing himself forward into his best friend. Garth slips half his 6 inches into bottom. He releases the cloud as the sound of moaning came from the bottom. R: go ahead and do that again. Both of you. Both of the boys listened. The snorting of poppers and flick of the lighter and another push. Boom. Garth bottoms out. All of his dick is inside his friend. The feeling was surreal. Garth just stayed there getting used to the feeling of having his dick gripped by a tight ass. After what seemed like forever for Garth, he finally starts to rock back and forth. He stayed balls deep in him as he rocked forward and back. He took him time and went slow. He was lost in a daze of feelings. He hardly even realized his friend was moaning and begging for more cock. When he finally tuned in and heard Travis moaning like a whore, that tipped him over the edge and he shot his load deep in his friend’s hole. Travis felt like a million bucks after his orgasm and had a big grin on his face. He pulls out and looks over at Reggie for some encouragement or something, he didn’t know what. Reggie was jerking off to the side watching the show. Already all lubed up. R: aww, wasn’t that cute. You made love to your friend. Hope you don’t mind that I’m gonna fuck his tight hole until I get my fill. Now move over little homie. He brushed Gary away and lined up behind Travis. Reggie looked down at the tight hole that was just starting to close. R: oh no, we cant have that. Hold on bitch, it’s gonna be a bumpy ride. Reggie pushed the tip of his dick against the boy’s entrance. It was resisting until the boy hit the poppers. POP! The head pops in. T: oh damn, It’s so thick R: oh baby, it aint even in yet. That’s just my head. Do you want me to stop? Reggie pulled his dick out. Travis felt so empty. He couldn’t take it, the tina playing with his head. T: please fuck me Reggie. I need it. R: take another 3 hits of poppers as I push in. Reggie placed his dick back at the entrance and waited. He heard the first sniff and pushed forward. His head popped back in. A moan escaped the boy. Second sniff and push – 3 inches slid in eliciting another moan. R: okay baby, one more and I can start the pounding. A third sniff and Reggie grabs the twink by the waist and pushes in with all his weight. He bottoms out. All 9 inches are inside the boy. This left Travis whimpering a bit but thoroughly enjoying it. T: OMG I feel like you are ripping me in two. But in a good way. R: yeah, lets just hold here a min to let you get used to my thickness. Don’t worry I’m not a one pump chump like some guys. Reggie turns to Garth and laughs. Its ok boy, you’ll level up soon enough. Then he turns his attention back to his bottom. R: ok, enough time. Lets get this fuck on the road. Hey Garth, come around here and hold the poppers for him. He is not gonna be able to hold the bottle steady once I start. Garth runs around and gets on the bed and gets into position to do his assigned task. Reggie pulls almost completely out, leaving just his head in the hole. Then he unceremoniously slams forward and pushes all 9 back in. The poor twink yelped. T: can you go slower please? R: oh yeah for sure baby. Reggie gave a devilish grin that neither one of the boys saw. Reggie again pulled almost out and then slammed back in. he picked up the pace and slapping against the boy’s ass in no time at all. Travis is half moaning, half crying, trying to plead Reggie to go slower. Reggie had no interest in what the twink was saying. He had a virgin (practically) to pop. Travis tries to lean forward and escape his position. But to no avail, Reggie just shifted his weight and slammed the twink into his stomach on the mattress. Reggie used his knees to spread the legs apart. He wanted to get as far into the hole as possible. The half cries and pleading was just a turn on for Reggie. Every time he heard it, he would pound harder trying to get deeper. R: Garth, you are sleeping on the job. The boy needs poppers. Garth, who had been watching the assault and jerking his dick while watching snapped out of it and pushed the bottle of poppers under his friend’s nose. 3 good sniffs in and Garth backed away to get a good view again. Reggie lifted the boy and turned him around. He threw the twink’s legs on his shoulder and pushed himself back into the boy’s hole. He looked down at the boy with streaks of tears down his cheek. He had stopped crying and was now only moaning. R: see that wasn’t so bad. Just needed you to get used to it. Reggie pumped into the boy’s body and was making slap sounds from the pounding. He shifts his weight and get into the hole at a different angle. The sound of his balls slapping into the ass echoed in the room. It only took and hour or so of pounding to get Reggie to finally cum. After pumping the boy full of his cum, he falls between the legs of the boy. R: damn, you sucked the soul right out of me. Rest up boy. You too Garth. I’m taking a small break but we are far from done. Reggie pounded the boys all night and into the next day. When they finally were leaving, they both had 5 loads leaking out their holes. R: come by next weekend boys. I have a few friends that would love to meet you guys. The boys piled into the car and drove off. When they got to Travis’s house, they both got off and headed to his room. His room had it’s own bathroom so they both jumped in the shower. They washed away all the sweat, dried saliva, and dried cum off each other’s bodies. The 2 boys both jumped into Travis’s queen size bed. They held each other and tried to fall asleep. Tried and tried and tried to go to sleep. They finally gave up and started making out. Travis pulled out his bottle of lube and they were off to the races. Garth gave Travis another load and then Travis gave Garth one. After fucking each other for about an hour, only after they were thoroughly out of energy did they finally slip into sleep. Both of them dreaming of what new adventures awaited them next weekend.

Good point POZBEARWI. I was diagnosed January 1990 & the night in question was about 4-5 days after Australia's 🇦🇺 200th Celebrations January 1988. Seems an absolute lifetime again. Booze, sex, drugs & more sex. Still here & still wanting a loose, sloppy cunt.

I don't remember ever having particular symptoms. I do remember one night I was out & my phlegm was thicker than normal. Considering I spent that night over 44 gall barrels in the dark with cunt hanging loose & sloppy, I just considered the extra thickness as better lube than my normal spit for raw BB fucking. And yes, I left the club, next morning, unable to hold tight to the amount of piss & cum 💦💦💦💦💦💦 that I couldn't stop dribbling out. I did take the Taxi driver inside for a few hours. Very nice looking, hairy, oversized 10" & thick Arab.

Don't suppose you come across too many holes capapable of clenching down hard, do you 🤔🤔 🤔???. I thought you, loose & sloppy would have been a "better" fit (what a terrible pun that is) 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣.

PerfecT ending, @badjujuboy

Many thanks Partying.Hard, you really do know how to make us "ANCIENT DINASAURS" feel good, wanted, still capable of opening our legs & of giving satisfaction 😢😢😢. I may never exit past my front stoop again, my chain broke the other day & motor scooter is in shop, for repairs. At 63, I shall just curl up with my old cardi & slippers, get out the vitamiser so I can eat a vitamised geriatric dinasaur dinner & then I shall just grab my hot water bottle & my Valium & shuffle, ever so slowly, down the hallway to my bed. Again MANY THANKS 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 OLD at 47, you're still a spring chicken still 🍆💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 💦 Plenty of life.

One of my favorite stories!

My ex trained my nipples for 5 yrs to hardwire that to my lust and holes. Now, wherever whenever whoever would take over all control if he know the secret, which unfortunately is unable to be hide due to abnormal swelling. Even people in darkroom reached over and fumbled clumsily, would always find out immediately and command me to all submissive.

Other option is to add a shower shot attachment to your shower and put a hand held shower head there normally (this set-up has become popular in a lot of hotels now so that any room can accommodate guests who have trouble standing in the shower) and then you can just replace it with your shower shot nozzle as they sizing is standardized for those attachments. Just be sure to have a flow control meter for the base of your nozzle so you can control the force of the water coming out. I am very loose and used from huge toys and fisting so I have a permanent shower shot installed and a kit I travel with so I can install it if I'm staying in a hotel.

New Beginning Part 7 I’d been on edge all week leading up to our session with Jack. After all, I was Jack’s cuntboy. That hadn’t changed, and I wasn’t sure how Alex would feel seeing me slip right into it. Yeah, Alex was the dominant one with me, but never like Jack and, honestly, I knew he just didn’t have it in him. No matter how hard he tried, he’d never be able to go as far as Jack, and that’s exactly why I kept going back. And despite everything, it only made me love Alex more. I know. I admit it. I loved him. I had from the very start, but I still couldn’t say it. Like he said, I had a way of holding things back. It was a defense mechanism that I needed to work on. And knowing him, he wouldn’t say it until I did. That was his coping strategy. It was during one of those long talks about everything that happened with Jack when it finally hit me. He had completely fucked with my head. I wasn’t even the same guy from 10 months ago when Alex came back into my life. Everything had changed, especially me. Once Jack found out about Alex, he made sure to keep me spun from the minute I arrived, leading me to this weekend. Did I need it? No, but I needed to able to let go of everything and concentrate on Jack. On Friday, we started with a gym session, wanting to be at peak for our first session with Jack. Since I was already keeping myself smooth, I got in the shower for a touch up before getting Alex ready. Hearing the clippers buzzing, I laughed, remembering how things first started with us as the hair fell from his body onto the floor. Then the moment came, showing he was committed to it. He stood there, clippers still vibrating. His face and body clipped down, but head still covered in curls. Smiling at me, he took a deep breath and ran the clippers over his head, revealing his pale scalp. I just stood there as he stepped into the shower and shut the door. “Fucking love the feel of your skin after right after,” Alex whispered, rubbing his hands over me. “Don’t ever stop.” “Fucker, Jack would never allow it,” I admitted, accidently letting it slip how much control Jack actually had over me. “So,” he said, hesitating for a second, then grabbed my sac. “Do you always do what he wants?” I knew the answer but held off. It was too soon, and we had to get through this weekend. Grabbing his arms, I lifted them and watched his pecs rise, exposing the patch of remaining hair in his pits. His scent filled my nostrils, and I started flicking my tongue, lapping up the sweat from our workout. “Goddamn, fuck!” he moaned, forgetting the question, and reached down and held my head against it. After a bit, I pulled back and told him I needed to get him ready. I started rubbing the shaving gel onto his pecs, taking my time with it. Honestly, my hands probably lingered more than they needed to. While I was doing it, I reminded him what Jack was expecting, "Don't forget. From the minute we get there, just follow my lead." “Yeah, I remember,” he grinned as I gripped his tit tightly to shave his pec. “OUCH!” he winced, pulling back. I rolled my eyes, finishing them up, and shifted to his abs thinking, “Jack’s gonna love working on those tits.” Alex just stood there, eyes closed, not saying a word. I watched the goosebumps rise as the remaining hair disappeared. Once done, I stood back, looking the beginning of his transformation. His upper body was smooth again. My eyes moved down past his abs to see his cock still at full mast. I so wanted him to fuck me, right then, but had to finish. I knelt in front of him and coated his legs, trying to ignore his cock. Starting at his ankles, I made my way up. Cupping his sac, he pulled them up and I shaved away the last of the hair on his legs. He didn’t need me to say a thing after that. He knew what to do. It was all coming back to him. He let go, turned around, and leaned forward against the shower wall. Fuck, I was loving it. I told him to spread ‘em and made sure his ass and cunt were hairless again. Once his cunt was done, I moved on to his crotch, his cock almost taking out my eye. After cleaning it up, there was only area left. Licking off the drops of precum from his piss slit, I grabbed his sac and stretched it out. “Fuck Luke,” he smiled down at me. “You think Jack, uh Sir, is gonna approve?” "Yeah, he will," I chuckled, catching him referring Jack as ‘Sir.’ Now done, I sank back on my haunches, taking him in, smooth again after all these years. “What?” he smiled, looking down at me. “Don’t get me wrong, Alex. I thought you were a fucking sexy sonofabitch when I saw you again, but honestly, I missed you like this,” I sighed, standing up and taking hold of his shaved junk before leading him into the bedroom. “Fuck me.” Alex was totally on board, but he glanced at the time and paused. I brushed it off and told him we were catching the later ferry and that I’d already filled Jack in. What he didn’t realize was that the later ferry had been the plan from the start. I needed him to get the urge to fuck me out of his system so he could focus on what was coming. I kissed him hard, slipping my tongue into his mouth as I pulled him down on top of me. The second I felt his smooth, freshly shaved skin against mine, I stopped holding back. Our tongues fought for control while my hands moved over his body, taking in every muscle, every inch of that smooth skin. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I slipped my hand between his ass and fingered his smooth cunt. “Daddy’s gonna fucking love this,” I purred, knowing what Jack liked. "Yeah?" he moaned, raising his hips to give me more access. “Yeah, fucker. He definitely will,” I agreed, knowing he was perfect now. I could feel his hard cock throbbing against my abs, so I kissed him and moved on top of him. Straddling him, I raised his arms and lapped at his smooth pits. Moving to his tit, I started nibbling on it. “Shit yeah!” he growled, feeling me take a bite. “Harder!” I kept going, smiling to myself that he wanted it harder. He was making things easier. By now I could feel his shaft between my ass. Grabbing it, I easily slipped it in. “Goddamn Fuck, Alex!” I cried out, feeling myself sliding over his thick cock. Grabbing my hips, he started fucking me, stretching me out with every thrust. “You like that don’t you, you goddamn cuntboy?” he snarled, sitting up and pushing himself on top of me before shoving it in deeper with each stroke. “Your Daddy ever fuck you this deep?” “Fuck no, Alex. More! Fucking breed me deep!” I begged, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Didn’t think so,” he grunted, “Every time he‘s fucking you, remember how mine feels, bigger, deeper than he’ll ever get.” It was true, but I knew what Alex was doing. He wanted to fuck Jack out of my mind with every rough and hungry fuck he gave me. It wasn’t the first time. What he didn’t realize is that Jack knew how get in touch with the deepest part of my soul. “Fucking take it!” he yelled, his balls slapping again and again on my ass. On he went, now covered in sweat, ramming into me. I didn’t want it to end but I knew what I had to do. Tightening my cunt around his shaft, I could feel Alex’s thrusts shortening. It was working. A few seconds later, he started shaking. “FUCKING CUMMING!” he screamed out as his eyes rolled back, driving deeper into me. The feeling was too much for me and my cunt started pulsing. “Oh, God,” I moaned, feeling the walls of my cunt wrapping tightly around Alex’s cock. I held onto him tightly, getting him through the familiar spasms. Jack had told me to make sure it worked, and it had, just like I thought it would. We stayed like that for a bit until Alex was ready. “Shit...” He moaned, pulling out his dripping cock. “Hope Jack doesn’t mind that happened. I couldn’t help it.” “Fuck no, especially when he feels it in me,” I chuckled, taking him into my mouth and cleaning off the mess. “Now let’s get ready.” Afterwards, we got straight to it. I grabbed our jockstraps, still damp, reeking of sweat. We’d spent the week we spent working out at in them to get them just right. Throwing mine to Alex, I pressed my face into his. “Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about,” I growled and put it on. Alex stood there, grinning in my jockstrap, the pouch bulging with his cock, stretched and stuffed. Then he stepped up to the full-length mirror, checking himself out with that cocky smile of his. I came up behind him, hands sliding over his pecs, palms full of hard, smooth muscle. It felt like we were right back at the start. Only now, our bodies were bigger, stronger, more built, more defined. I started growling as my fingers slowly spread over his hard tits and gripped them. “Goddamn,” I muttered against his neck and kissed it. “We should live in these things.” Alex caught my eye in the mirror, smirking. “We’d never get anything done if we walked around like this all day.” “And that would be bad?” I joked, grabbing his junk and biting at his neck. He let out a low moan, gripping my hands. “Fuck.” I turned him to face me. “Seriously, we have to go.” He glanced down at his obvious bulge and grinned. “Then you better quit.” It was gonna be a hot weekend, so we tossed on some shorts, t-shirts, and sneakers, not planning to leave Jack’s place or needing anything else. The ride to the terminal was quiet, both of us caught up in our own thoughts. Once on the ferry, we headed straight to my usual spot on the upper deck without saying much. "I get why you like it here," Alex said, gazing out at the water. "Huh?" I asked, snapping out of it, too busy thinking about what was coming next to really hear him. "The view," he said with a smile, reaching over to squeeze my hand. "Yeah, it's..." I started, but a loud blast from the ferry horn cut me off, and I couldn’t help laughing. Alex grinned, remembering my first ferry ride with Jack. “Is that for us?” “Yup,” I smiled, waving up at the captain, and kissed him. It was starting to get dark when we got to the island. I could see the black SUV waiting for us at the edge of the parking lot and we made our way over. Jack rolled down the window and our eyes met. Alex glanced at me, then back at Jack, saying nothing but sizing him up with sharp eyes. I took a deep breath and smiled at Jack, the man that had turned me into what I was and exposed the parts of me that I had kept hidden from Alex. I told Alex to take the passenger seat then stepped toward Jack without looking back. “You did good, cuntboy,” he whispered, securing my collar before slipping me some tina from his fist. “Now get in the back.” I felt the burn penetrating my nasal membrane and smiled as hit me. It was starting. “Yes, Daddy,” I answered, slowly licking the remains from his fist. “Thanks.” I didn’t give a fuck if anyone else was watching. I had one thing on my mind, and nothing was gonna stop me. Opening the door, I stripped down to my jockstrap, tossing the clothes in the back and sat down. Alex just sat there, eyes locked on me like he was seeing me for the first time. “Fucking cuntpig,” Jack smiled, catching the cum still seeping out. “Daddy, this is Alex,” I grinned, making the introduction. “Alex, this is my Daddy, Jack.” "Hello, Sir," Alex said, steadying himself as he met Jack’s gaze. “Thanks for having me over this weekend.” Jack looked him up and down, not bothering to hide it. “You’re welcome, boy. I’m guessing cuntboy, here, already filled you in about what’s expected of you?” “Yes, Sir,” he said, his eyes locking on Jack’s before quickly stripping down like me. “Good boy,” he smiled, catching the sight of his shaved body and growing bulge. “Impressive.” “Thanks, Sir,” Alex grinned, genuinely caught off guard at the compliment. Relaxing, we talked about routine things on the way, making Alex more and more comfortable. I had told them so much about each other that Alex felt like they had known each other forever. Reaching the house, we entered through the garage and into the kitchen. “Go on boys, I’ve got a couple of things to do,” he chuckled, giving me a wink. “Boy, why don’t show Alex the view from the deck.” “Yes, Sir,” I smiled, and showed him the way. Making our way past the living room, I pulled Alex onto the deck where he spotted the packed pipe just sitting there on the table waiting for us. “Yep,” I growled as I reached for it, brought it to his lips, and gave him a nod. “All in, fucker.” I lit the bowl without thinking, just a reflex now, and watched as he took a long, slow drag, his eyes on mine. “Fucking good shit, cuntboy. Come’re,” he gasped, grabbing my chin and pulled me into his arms, releasing the cloud. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I took it in without thinking as our lips met, sealing the deal. We were locked in now, no turning back. “I get what you see in him,” he said with no hint of jealousy in his voice. “Another,” I whispered, pulling back, and slipped the pipe between his lips. I fed him a few more clouds to get him just right. Then it was my turn, needing it for what was gonna happen next. It was about more than just getting spun. I took a hit from the warm stem and let the cloud fill my lungs, knowing Jack had planned this. He gave me a quick kiss, took my hand, and we stood there quietly taking in the view until Jack showed up behind us. “Alright boys,” he growled, “Let’s get on with it.” I let go of Alex’s hand and turned to Jack, moaning. Just like the first time, Jack stood there with his hands behind his back, boots on, and a thick leather harness wrapped tight around his pecs. Glancing down, I could see his straining cock outlined in the frayed pouch surrounding his package. Without thinking, I made my way to him and sucked on his thick ringed tit. “The better for you to suck on,” he had told me back when he first showed the new rings to me. The scent of the pouch hit me hard, musk and sweat with a hint of piss. I dropped to my knees, leaning into it before I even realized. Jack stood right beside me, his hand gripping my shoulder as he watched Alex, waiting for what he’d do next. Alex stood there, just taking him in. I could tell he was hesitating. Then he glanced down at me. I gave him a small nod, and he finally walked over and dropped. Keeping his eyes on me, Alex started sniffing at the ripe pouch. “You like that, boy?” Jack growled, slipping a collar on him. “Go on taste it. I wore this one just for you.” “Fucking love it, Sir!” Alex moaned, feeling the tightness of the collar locked on his neck. Leaning into the mesh covered cock, he started chewing on it. I could hear Jack’s moans as Alex released Jack’s cock and took it in his mouth. His head was bobbing up and down, easily taking it to the root. I couldn’t take my eyes off him doing his thing with my Daddy. I reached over and rubbed the back of Alex’s neck. “Do it, fucker. Show him how much you want it,” I encouraged him. “Shit yeah!” Alex mumbled, his mouth full of leaking cock. “Fucking want it.” I paused for a second and stared. Alex didn’t look away, watching me the whole time like he was waiting to see what I’d do. Jack’s grip tightened a bit as if warning me to stay put. But Alex was watching me, and I hated feeling left out. I jumped in, joining him in worshipping Jack, and took our relationship to a whole new level. Alex and I came in from both sides, our lips meeting Jack’s shaft like we couldn’t get enough. We took it slow, hands roaming over him while our tongues tangled, mixing our breaths and spit. Jack was loving the attention from us. Suddenly, Jack’s hand shot out, pushing me back just enough to break my connection with Alex. “Go on,” Jack barked, grabbing my head, and pushed me down onto the floor. “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, releasing Alex’s cock from the rank jockstrap and took it in. “Fuck!” Alex groaned, feeling it going down my throat. “Good boy,” Jack growled, grabbing Alex’s head, and shoving himself all the way in. “Just enjoy my cuntboy’s mouth while you take care of me.” Suddenly, Alex’s hands grabbed at me and started reaming my mouth as he took care of Jack. I could feel him getting close and started swallowing, my throat muscles gripping his cock. I felt him thrusting his hips into me with one final moan as he shot his load. “FUCK!” he panted as Jack’s cock slipped out of his mouth. Swallowing the load, I sat up to see Jack grinning down at me. “Good job, boy,” he said with a slow smile, pushing Alex away and shooting me a wink. “Cover him up. He won’t be needing that again this weekend. Get him ready.” “Yes, Sir,” I growled, helping Alex up. I was fucking flying high from what was happening and grabbed Alex’s hand. Giving it a squeeze, I led him down the hallway into one of the spare bedrooms. “Daddy converted this room a bit ago. Wait ‘til you see it,” I smiled, opening the door. “You’re the first one to help us break it in.” “Shit!” Alex moaned at the sight of the sling in the center of the room. I stood there for a second, surprised. The walls and ceiling were painted black now. Jack had been busy. “Ok, fucker, on the sling,” I prompted him, getting back to the plan. Eagerly, he jumped on it and laid back, his pecs rising with each breath. I ran my fingers up the length of his now-slick body. Taking his wrist, I kissed it, then buckled on one of the restraints. I secured it to the sling, leaving his smooth, shaved pit exposed. “By the way, Daddy approves,” I murmured, lapping up the sweat before securing the other one and moved to the foot of the sling. “Otherwise, we wouldn’t be in here.” I stood there looking at his muscular ass framed in the dingy white straps. God, he was beautiful! Next, I buckled a pair of ankle restraints on him and attached his legs. “Fuck,” I sighed, taking in his exposed cunt. Alex lay there, taking in the room. Jack had fixed it up properly. One wall held rack of gear and shelves of toys, while on the opposite hung a huge, steel framed black-and-white print of me in full leather gear. On the first anniversary of being his cuntboy, Jack had surprised me with a session with a famous photographer. I smiled, loving that he now had it in here, where it and I belonged. Then it was my turn. Jack had told me to gear up for the next part, said it was gonna be a part of Alex’s imprinting. I quickly pulled on my boots, tightened the harness until it pushed up my pecs, fastened the restraints around my wrists, and slid the armband up my right arm exactly like in the print. Grabbing at my tits, I walked over to the wall and looked up at myself. The shadows had made the muscles of my dehydrated body look even more defined than usual. I was hooded, harnessed with my booted legs spread, and hands shackled behind my back, wearing a leather jock that hid my limp cock. “That’s me, it’s one of a kind,” I proudly told him, remembering the day of the shoot. “If you look carefully, I was so fucking tweaked that you can barely see the whites of my eyes.” Hearing Jack walking in, I smiled and kept on. “Daddy wanted me looking my best, and that’s exactly what you’re seeing,” I grinned, pointing up at it. “I spent the whole week spun with the photographer to get that look.” “Shit Luke,” he groaned as it finally hit him that things with Jack had gone way further than he realized. “The perfect cuntboy!” “That’s right, boy. He is that,” Jack growled, walking up behind me and slipping a hood on me. I fell back against Jack as he secured it. “Fuck yeah, Daddy,” I moaned, feeling his hard cock slipping into me, where it belonged. I could feel his warm breath against my neck and my heart started racing. I was already caught up in this, craving more, not even trying to hide it anymore. “Goddamn it!” I yelped, tensing up as he snapped the alligator clamps on. That was it! What I felt for Alex didn’t matter. I was in full cuntboy mode now and was all in for what was coming. “Is he ready?” he asked, kissing my neck before pulling out. “He’s ready, Daddy,” I whimpered, feeling empty. “I’ve done everything you told me.” Jack walked over to the sling, my cunt juices smeared across his cock. Standing there, he stood staring down at Alex’s exposed cunt. “Yeah, you did, cuntboy,” Jack chuckled, teasing Alex with his cock. “I trained you right.” “Shit yeah, please!” Alex begged, raising his hips, and offered himself up. “Soon,” Jack chuckled, “Fucking hungry pig.” Jack gave me the go-ahead and, taking a deep breath, I nodded and walked over to the shelf. I could hear Alex still begging for cock as I opened the steel box sitting there. Picking up one of the rigs, I held it to the light and saw the shimmering contents. It was just like he said it would be, the perfect amount. Moaning, I grabbed another one from the stash and shut the box. Turning around, I slipped them into my waistband before joining Jack at Alex’s side. I could see the clouds were getting to him. Alex’s eyes got a little darker, his lips parting just a bit as Jack worked his magic. Silently, I grabbed the rubber strap and wrapped it around his bicep. He blinked, caught off guard as he looked at it then me. I hadn’t told Alex about this, but honestly, I didn’t have a say. It was what Jack wanted. I had no choice. The whole thing was Jack’s idea. We talked about it that night he first mentioned the three of us, but really, he’d already made up his mind and, as usual, just told me I was coming along. “What the fuck, Luke!” he whimpered, feeling the tightness of the strap. “What the fuck you doing?!” “Goddammit, stay still, Alex,” I growled, looking up at Jack, waiting for signal. “Remember, boy,” Jack barked, snapping a pair of tit clamps on Alex and shoving his cock in. “He told you exactly what’s expected. Everything he does, you do. You fucking agreed to all this before you even showed up here. This is just the start.” “Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Alex moaned, his head falling back from the fire in his tits and full cunt. Holding on, Jack kept ramming into him, pulling it completely out and then shoving it back down to the base. I just stood there holding the rig up for Alex to see, keeping my eyes on his face. I could see his panic fading, being replaced by something deeper, something hungry. “YEAH! DO IT!” Alex shouted as the craving in his cunt completely took over. “Look at me, boy,” Jack growled, his cock settling itself inside Alex to steady him for his first slam. “I want you to feel my cock in you when take your first slam. Just like cuntboy here, you’re gonna be craving my cock every time, you slam.” “Shit yeah,” I moaned, slipping the needle into his bulging vein, and pulled back the plunger to draw blood. “You’re gonna fucking love it!” Jack was right. That’s why I never brought it up with Alex. Jack had done the same to me and now I only thought of his cock when I slammed. I was like fucking Pavlov’s dog. And with that, I pushed the Tina into Alex, loosened the strap, and tossed it. “Daddy’s been slamming me for a while now during these times,” I moaned, standing back, and watched it rush through his body. “And it’s your turn.” “Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit,” he kept repeating, as it hit him. Jack started pounding him again. He was on a roll, making sure his cock took what it needed as the sounds of his sweaty thighs slapped against Alex’s ass. “Fuck yeah! Harder!” Alex kept begging and bucking to offer up his cunt. I could hear Jack’s breathing getting harder with every thrust. Seeing Alex like this, I started whining. “Please, Daddy,” I stammered, pulling the second rig from my waistband and holding it out. “I was wondering how long until you fucking begged for it, cuntboy,” he grunted, stopping the fuck but staying inside Alex. “Drop and give it to me.” Quickly, I made my way to him on all fours, needing my slam, until I was at his feet. “Hand it over,” he snapped, not bothering to wait and took the rig. Looking down at me with a look that said I was his to use, he let another wad of spit fall. I couldn’t resist and started lapping it off the cap of his boot. “Look at me, cuntboy,” he barked, pulling out, and spit out another stringy wad. With my mouth wide open, I stuck out my tongue and took it in. “Ok, cuntboy, give me your arm,” he barked. Swallowing, I sat back and raised my arm with a desperate look. “Goddammit, cuntboy,” he grinned, strapping on the tourniquet, and getting me ready. “I can give you so much, if you just say the word and commit to it.” “Fuck, Daddy,” I moaned, looking at Alex. “I want that so bad.” “I know,” Jack growled, pushing the slam into me before burrowing back into Alex. “That’s why he’s here. I knew you were a package deal. I just had to know for sure.” “God, yeah!” I grunted, locking eyes with Alex as the chems rushed to my brain and cunt. Hearing Jack’s plan, Alex started pushing himself onto his cock. “That cunt of yours hungry?” Jack snarled, “Cause that’s what it is, boy. A fucking cunt.” “Yes, Sir!” Alex grunted, his head falling back on the sling. “It’s cunt. A fucking hungry cunt.” Hearing him admit it, I was lost my mind. I was craving Jack’s cock. I crawled to his side, watching him picking up speed and pounding Alex. As each thrust came quicker, I could see the cunt juices dripping out of Alex. “Shit yeah!” Jack groaned, his thrusts now shortening. “Gonna feed your cunt, boy. Fucking remember it.” “Please!” Alex begged, his eyes locking on Jack’s face. Holding my breath, I watched Jack give one final thrust and sink all the way in. Shuddering, he shot his heavy load into Alex. Taking a deep breath, “Cock!” I exhaled, aching for it. Pulling out his now spent cock, Jack let out a sigh, watching the mixture of cunt juices and his cum dripping off it. “Get over here,” he yelled at me. My heart pounding, I went down on him and started cleaning. "How’s that taste, cuntboy? Your fucking boyfriend’s chemmed up cunt juices on Daddy’s cock.” “Fuck, yeah!” I mumbled, the taste filling my mouth as he patted my head. “Fucking so good, Daddy!” "So, cuntboy," Jack said gently, his thumb brushing my cheek, “you know what this means?" “Yes, Daddy,” I sighed, looking at Alex and wondering what he was thinking. “I’m yours. I’ve always been. I see it now.” “Yep,” Jack laughed, taking me to Alex. “Damn, cuntboy. Why the fuck does it always take you so long to figure things out? Just say what you’re feeling.” I stood there, watching Alex, clueless about what was coming next. This part of Jack’s plan wasn’t something I was in on. Wrapping his arms around me, he looked down at Alex and asked, “What about you, boy? Whaddaya say?” For a moment, Alex just laid there, his eyes locked on mine. Realizing Jack was right, I reached for Alex’s hand. "I fucking love you, Alex. I always have," I told him, the words hitting harder than I expected. "I should’ve said it. I don’t know why I didn’t say it sooner." “Like Sir said, took you fucking long enough, cuntboy,” Alex grinned. “I love you, too. I’ve loved you since that summer before senior year.” “See, that was easy,” Jack smiled, giving our shoulders a squeeze. Then Alex turned to him, “And yeah, Sir, I’m yours. You didn’t need to do all this. I knew from the minute Luke told me about you, I wanted it.” Jack let out a low laugh and ran a hand over Alex’s head, “All that build-up just to admit you’ve wanted it since day one? You could’ve saved us some time and begged for it back then, boy.” “Sorry, Sir,” Alex apologized as Jack released him from the sling. “It’s ok, boy. You’re in luck,” he smiled, motioning to me. I stood there holding a box wrapped in black paper and ribbon. Walking up to me, Alex lifted the lid and smiled at all the leather gear inside. “Cuntboy here gave me your measurements, hoping it’d work out today,” Jack chuckled. “That’s for you.” “Shit, yeah,” Alex moaned, “Thank you, Sir!” “What?” Jack teased, sliding a finger inside him. “I mean, thanks, Daddy,” Alex grinned, grabbing the harness, and put it on. “You’re welcome, my boy,” Jack chuckled, slipping the hood on him. “Now get booted up. We’re just starting.” From that point on, we were both Jack’s and spent the whole weekend geared up and spun. Jack and I broke Alex in, showing him how we did things. And there it is, guys, the story of how Alex and I found our way to a brand-new beginning, together.