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Part 8 Arther took the lead as he slowly fucked my mouth. As shady as he was, I did enjoy being able to suck cock. I’m not totally innocent, and I do have my own needs. I sucked on him for a few minutes, and he seemed to like it. Pivoting his warm rod in my mouth, I could feel the shape of his round head tap the back of my throat, my lips rubbing over his veiny shaft. My eyes looked up to his torso, which had little body fat, so I could see the muscle fibers of his abs as well as his veins. His hands rubbed my hair as he guided my head bobbing up and down on it. All the while, he liked his dirty talk. “Yeah, work that cock, boy. Your uncle taught you well, didn’t he?” I didn’t learn cock sucking from my uncle. But I just let him think what he wanted as long as we were both enjoying the moment. Even my nerves were starting to relax, and I could start to enjoy myself a little. After all the craziness that had happened until this point, I could do with some simple dick sucking. While keeping his cock in my mouth, Arther positioned himself on the bed, lying back while I lay down nursing on him. “That ass looks beautiful.” He reached over and kneaded my cheeks while I serviced his cock. “You know, my boys would love you. You would look great spending a weekend on my ranch. That ass would definitely get pushed to the limits in terms of depth.” My memory went back to Chester’s place when he told me about Arther’s kink. My ass trembled at the thought, and not in a good way. I’ve been pretty open so far, but I doubt I could handle that. Nor would I want to. Arther seemed to notice my physical disapproval. “Hm, perhaps you need some time to ferment on the idea. I’ll get you in the stables one of these days.” Arther’s thighs gripped my head, and his hips were bucking up into my mouth. He seemed to be really enjoying my mouthwork, that or he was getting distracted by his own fantasies. As his legs were wrapping around my head, I felt a pair of hands on my legs. Someone else was in the room. I just realized Arthur never closed the door. “Hey, Clarence, help yourself…” Arthur offered with a strained voice. He seemed like he was getting close. The hands on my legs moved up, and I felt a pudgy man get on the bed with us. He straddled me from behind. “I didn’t get much time with this one; the little rascal slipped off before I could breed him.” Clarence was on top of me? Oh, that’s not good. Sucking is one thing, but I wasn’t trying to offer my ass to anyone who walked in, especially not him. Arthur’s legs were still gripping my head, and he was face-fucking me. I couldn’t get up. “Don’t let me stop you. Slip that poz blaster in there.” Clarence laid his body down on top of me, and I felt his cock push into my ass. With Arthur’s cock getting harder and leaking pre in my mouth, Clarence started moving his hips up and down. The cock felt good inside me, but I was well aware he was a hair-trigger shooter. I was in a dangerous position. “Yeah, I’m about to shoot down your throat. Keep sucking.” Arthur made sure I wasn’t going anywhere till I swallowed his load. I was frantically trying to coax out his orgasm so he would let go. Clarence on top of me was having his fun, raw-fucking me at his own pace. “Yeah, that’s it. Gonna shoot. Swallow my cum, you little slut.” His cock pulsed in my mouth, and I felt it swell. Arthur started shooting in my mouth as I tried to gulp down the torrent of bitter salty fluids. I didn’t have much say in the matter since his head was nearly penetrating my esophagus. “Ah fuck, yeah!” Several ribbons of hot cum shot down my throat. Then it calmed down, and his thighs relaxed. I was able to pry my head off of him. Some cum still dripped down his shaft. It was sloppy and covered in spit and jizz. Once I was free from Arthur, I managed to shimmy myself out from under Clarence. His cock popped out of my ass, and he seemed disappointed. I got up off the bed and managed to breathe easily. I wiped the cum from my mouth, or what little there was trailing down my chin, since it was more of a direct deposit. Clarence sat up on the edge of the bed, his cock still rock hard and glistening. “Hey, I’m still a mess down here. You should clean it up.” Arthur stood up and motioned in front of me to finish the work. He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed down on me. “Sit and lick me clean,” with Clarence right behind me. Arthur’s push made me sit in his lap. His cock plunging up my ass again. Clarence wrapped his arms around me and played with my nipples. Arthur brought my head down to lick his cock, taking in the rest of his cum that I missed. “That’s right, don’t waste it.” Clarence was moaning behind me, and I could feel his cock getting harder in my ass. “Go on, Clarence, get your nut off. Charge him up.” I knew what was coming next, and I wanted off of him immediately, but Arthur had his hands on my shoulders. “Wait, hold on!” I tried to object, then Clarence made his signature grunt. “Ugh…” his rock-hard cock started bouncing inside me. I was standing up in spite of Arthur’s grip. I just managed to pull my sphincter off of Clarence’s swollen, pulsing tip when “Ooof…” And Arthur shoved my shoulders down, and Clarence’s poz cock popped back in me. My ass reflexively clenched tight around his shaft. “Ah!” Clarence gasped and gripped my hips. “Ooof, yeah…” his hips trembled beneath me. “Aah, yeah, there it is!” Clarence moaned in bliss. I yanked my ass away, freaking out. Did I get off in time? Did he shoot it in me? I looked on the ground for evidence of him shooting outside. The floor had a lot of cum on it, both dry and wet. It was hard to tell. Clarence was stepping in some. “Like what you see?” Arthur grabbed my shoulder. “You should lick that up for him. You’re a foot pig for Chester, you can give Clearance the same treatment.” Arthur pushed me to the ground and brought my face to Clarence’s feet. “The boy likes licking feet? Well then, I won’t turn down a good servicing.” Clarence laid back on the bed and awaited the kinky play. “Go on then, start licking boy.” Arthur held my head down and Clarence raised his foot to my face. He rubbed his toes on my cheeks and smeared cold jizz on me. He swirled it around my lips until I had no choice but to open up and take his dirty toes in my mouth. At that moment I felt a cock slam into my ass. Arthur was getting ready for round two. “That’s it. Suck those toes while I unload in you.” Arther started violently fucking me while Clarence ensured his toes stayed in my mouth. Arther wasn’t the biggest, but he knew how to use it. I would be lying if I said it didn’t feel good. But I didn’t know if he had anything I could catch. I enjoyed getting fucked for a while as I serviced Clarence’s feet, and my mind wandered. I was imagining Uncle Chester during Twister. His cock was so big it could reach depths Arther couldn’t. I was starting to miss the feeling of him in me. Even licking Clarence’s feet made me think of my uncle and his proposition of making me his foot pig. Part of me wishes we could have a normal uncle-nephew relationship, but I was becoming more open to the idea of giving into carnal lust with him. “Oh boy, gonna shoot. You ready for my load, boy?” Arther grunted. I remembered where I was and what I was doing. I got up from Arther despite his rough grip. He seemed disappointed. “Hey, I was so close!” “I… I need to find Chester.” I moved past the men and left the room in a hurry. I clearly wasn’t safe with them despite enjoying the first part of it. I wandered through the dark labyrinth of hallways trying to find Uncle Chester. I was about ready to leave this place, and if he wasn’t ready to go, then I’d tell him he could meet me back at his house. I was amassing an entourage of random men trailing behind me. As tempting as it was to play around with some of them, I figured I shouldn’t be playing with anyone else here since most of the men here are poz and not on meds. It took me a while to make my way through the underground maze. The place was big, and bodies were exchanging fluids in many rooms and open spaces. Coming to a dead end, I was in a hall that had multiple open, dark rooms. I wasn’t sure if they were all just rooms or if some of them led to other areas. I thought one of them could lead through and maybe my way in. There was a tv on the wall playing random porn clips and a chubby, bearish man sitting down on a bench. It was Clyde. “Hey there. Have you been having fun?” He was casually playing with his cock. “Kinda… I think I wandered into the wrong area.” “Why don’t you keep me company? Sit.” I wanted to leave, but I didn’t want to be rude, so I sat next to Clyde. He put an arm around me and continued playing with himself. He wasn’t trying to fuck me or get me to suck him, so I was a little relieved I could get a bit of a break. “So not liking the place?” “Not really. This ain’t my kind of scene.” “Aren’t you Chester’s boy toy? I figured you’d be used to taking dirty loads.” I hesitated a bit, but I was honest with him. “I’m not his boy toy, I’m his nephew. I’m not poz either, so this place is a little scary.” Clyde looked surprised. “Oh wow, you definitely came to the wrong place then. So many men here would be all over you, wanting to knock you up.” “I don’t want that. Sex is nice, but I don’t want to catch anything…” My voice was starting to break a bit. “Hey now. How about you stay with me? I can keep these guys off you. I’m poz too, but undetectable, so you don’t have to worry about that from me.” Clyde’s offer sounded sincere. It would be nice to get some kind of protection here. I leaned into him and let myself feel vulnerable with him. It was the first time I started to feel semi-safe in this place. “Since you’re here, how about a blow job? I’d like to nut off again.” Before I could answer, he guided me to the floor on my knees and placed his cock at my mouth. At this point, I was getting a little desensitized to all the sexual advances, so I opened up and started sucking him. I was actually enjoying the taste of his fat cock in my mouth. Clyde moaned and let me take my time with it. After a few minutes, I heard someone approach and stop behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw it was the sickly old man from the steam room. The late stage poz guy. He was stroking himself in the corner, watching us. I thought he was going to leave after the steam room encounter, but I guess he was still on the prowl. Even in the dim red light, I could see almost every bone on him. Clyde guided my mouth back on his cock and rubbed my hair. I tried ignoring the sickly man and focusing on enjoying the cock in front of me, but I couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling of the sickly man watching in the corner. I was sitting on my knees with my back upright, so at least there wasn’t ease of access to my ass. Then I felt a foot rub my cock. Clyde was stroking me with it while I sucked him. I couldn’t help but moan and lean into his footwork. He was really skilled with it. Fuck, I definitely have a fetish for it now. He noticed how much I was responding to it and brought his feet up to my face, interrupting the BJ. I kissed his big, meaty soles and felt myself leak. “I knew you loved that.” Clyde gloated. He put a foot on my shoulder and forced me to the ground. He stepped on my face and pinned me to the floor as he made me continue service. I tried my best not to show how much I was loving it. During the foot domination, I felt hands on my ass. Oh no, in this position, my ass was sticking out. The sickly man was behind me. I felt his sticky, warm head tapping at my still sore hole. I was getting worried, but he didn’t push in. He just kept it at the entrance as he jacked himself. “You gonna paint his back? The boy isn’t too keen on poz loads.” I was flattered; Clyde actually seemed to be defending me. “I’ll shoot it on his cheeks; his warm pucker is kissing my tip sweetly.” His voice was still raspy and unwell. I was still a little uneasy, but if he was just going to beat off, then I would be able to continue kissing Clyde’s soft feet. He rubbed them all over my face and stuck his toes in my mouth. He gave a few gentle slaps and smeared my slobber on me, then stuck his toes back in my mouth as I sucked him. “Ah, gunna shoot…” the sickly man moaned with a strained voice. His tip was still on my hole as his hips were trembling. He still wasn’t penetrating, but it was pressing. “Ah, fuck, here it comes!” His body was spasming as I felt his tip throb, discharging a several-burst orgasm. “Agh!…” a hot ribbon of toxic sperm shot out, practically jet-spraying my hole. It gushed around my hole and started running down my taint. “Agh!…” his hips spasmed harder, and I felt my ring opening up. His high-pressure ribbon shot and added to the mess on my taint, running down my balls. Clyde put a foot on my lower back, and the weight brought my ass down. The sickly man’s cock felt like it slid in further. Oh shit, how deep is that? That’s not in me, is it? My ass was so sore from earlier that I couldn’t tell. “Agh!…” the man dropped his body on my back and wrapped his arms around my torso. His hips attempted to plow in. My ring practically wrapped around his mushroom. “Agh!… Ahhh…” After a few more cock bursts, his orgasm subsided, and he sighed in satisfaction. Wait, I didn’t feel his cum run brown my balls. Where did those last shots go? The confusion distracted me enough that his cock plunged forward, and I felt him sink in. His hips met my ass with a wet slap. He was giving me slow thrusts. “Hey kid, clench your ass on my shaft. Try and milk out my last few drops.” He muttered in my ear. Clyde’s foot on my face made it too hard to respond. As the sickly old man dug his cock in deep, he gave my ass a slap. Out of reflex, my hole clenched around the base of his cock, and he withdrew almost all the way, his shaft getting squeezed by my sphincter. “Yeah, that’s it. Keep going.” He buried his cock in and slapped my ass again, withdrawing in sync with my ass clenching. He repeated that process a few more times. “Nice. You’re a stubborn one.” The man mumbled. His hard-on persisted, and he was going up and down on me as if he was trying to build up another load. “Looks like the two of you are busy having your own fun.“ Clyde withdrew his toes from my mouth and got up. He walked away, leaving me alone with the old man mounted on me. I was frozen in fear as I was now one-on-one with the sick old man. His hips made wet slapping sounds as he was fucking me. Gratuitous cum coated my ass balls and belly as it smeared on the ground. The man stopped fucking me and pulled out. Finally. “Let’s not waste this sauce.” He rubbed his cock against my balls in an upward swipe, then spread my ass with his fingers. “Nice little gape you have there.” Then aimed his cock at my open hole. I felt the gooey mess on his tip pressing in, and thats when I struggled. I managed to get out from under him and got to my feet. My ass and balls were dripping with his slime. “Don’t be like that. Let’s have some more fun together.” He reached for me, but I stepped away. “I need to go.” I left that area of the complex in search of where uncle Chester might be. Eventually, I found him sitting on a bench in an open room next to a hot tub. Several men were in the hot tub playing with each other, and Chester was having a conversation with some other men, stroking his big cock. I felt like it was time to leave, so I sheepishly approached in the hope I could get him to agree to let us go home.

It's a sad thing that other people were willing to take risks with your long term health, especially a gym coach with no medical training. That's someone who was just out to make money out of you. Short term gains but by the time the serious things like kidney damage and heart disease manifest themselves, your coach will be long gone. When you see the number of guys from the wrestling fraternity that pumped themselves with steroids, who are now dead or have had strokes or heart attacks, you would think that people would make more of an effort to gain the bulk the hard way. Guys in their 20's don't think that far ahead as to how their body will rebel in their 50's and 60's. I truly hope, for your sake, that the side effects are minimal.

Tom and Sam were a happy couple. They had been together for eight years. Both 32 years old. Tom was the top in the relationship. Sam loved bottoming Tom. Thou lately Sam had been traveling for work which was putting a strain on their relationship. “You just got back three days ago.” Tom said. “Can’t you tell them you need some rest?” “I will” Sam answered. “I promise.” “You said that a few months ago.” “And you weee supposed to be away for a week.” “You were gone for a month.” Tom said. “I miss you when you’re gone.” “I know.” “I miss you too.” “But we need the money.” Sam said. “And right now, you’re not working.” “I can’t believe you would throw it into my face.” “I’ve been looking everywhere for a job.” Tom shot back. “I don’t want to argue with you right now Tom.” Sam answered. “I have to catch a flight in a few hours.” “I’ll be back on the 9th.” “The 9th?” Asked Tom. “The party that Andy and Joe are throwing is on the 6th.” “We told them we be there.” Tom said. ”I have to work.” Sam said. “I’m going to have to miss it.” ”You missed it last year too.” Tom said annoyed. ”Just go.” Tom went to the party. Andy and Joe throw a hell of a party. There was one guy there that Tom hadn’t met. His name was Dick. He was 54 years old skinny thin balding. Tom and Dick hit it off. “Why are you here alone?” “ good looking guy like you would have a boyfriend.” Dick asked. ”I do.” “But Sam is traveling for work.” “It seems like that’s all he does.” Tom said. “I’m sorry Dick.” “I don’t mean to lay my problems on you.” Tom said softly. “It’s ok” Dick said. “Let me get you another drink.” Dick squeezed Tom’s knee and rubbed his back through his shirt. Then got up and got Tom his fourth drink. Who at this point was buzz. Joe and Andy let Tom crash in the basement. Dick had the bedroom in the basement. Unaware that either knew the other was in the basement. Tom had gotten undressed, wearing just his briefs. Dick came out of the bathroom naked. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that anyone was down here.” Dick said. Tom nodded. Surprised to see how thin dick was. “Well let me head to bed.” Dick stopped and kiss Tom softly on his lips. “Good night.” Tom said. Tom was drunk that he hadn’t felt Dick pat his ass when he kissed him. He did notice Dick’s cock. But didn’t get why he was so thin. But didn’t think about asking him about it. Dick came out wearing his underwear. “Do you want to watch tv?” Dick asked. “Sure” Tom answered. They started watching tv. Dick started rubbing Tom’s back. He asked Tom if he wanted a massage. Tom agreed. The massage was making Tom hard. Dick slowly removed Tom’s underwear. Dick then took off his. Dick kissed Tom’s neck then kissed him passionately on his lips. Tom loved the affection and the touching. Too drunk to even think about Sam. Enjoying another man’s attention. Even if he was 21 years older. Dick was hard. “Tom suck my dick.” He ordered the drunken young man. Tom did has he was told. Tom sucked Dick’s cock for over ten minutes. Dick then took Tom had him lie on his back. Tom and Dick kissed. Dick ate out Tom’s ass. He slowly put his dick inside the drunken young man’s ass. Tom and Dick never broke eye contact. Thrusting in and out of Tom’s ass. Dick flipped Tom over and Fucked him doggie style “Oh my fucking god!” Tom said Dick’s dick felt good inside of him. “Where do you want me to cum?” Dick asked. “fucking cum inside me!” Tom said. “You sure?” Dick said. ”Yes, I’m fucking sure! Tom said. “Ahhh shit!” “I’m cunning!” Dick shouted served loads shot deep inside of Tom. Dick’s cock was deep into Tom’s guts. Dick fell asleep on top of Tom leaving his dick inside the unsuspecting young man’s ass. The next morning Tom woke up naked, hungover. And a very sore ass. Dick had left earlier that morning. Tom saw a miss call from Sam. Feeling guilty of his one night stand with Dick. Andy told Tom that Dick has full blown AIDS and didn’t have much time. ”Shit” Tom said to himself. Knowing now he was going to have to get tested. And have to tell Sam. Tom told Sam what had happened. Tom got tested and tested positive and Sam would stay with Tom and work through their problems

I do. I can release half of the next chapter to satisfy some guys and the next half later.

Darn. That's me out then. 😆

Sadly the author hasn't been on since not long after they posted this. I would also love to get an update. But it isn't likely to happen.

Feeding my cock to one of my fags.

Wish I were there woof

Hi I'm bisexual and I have a diaper fetish. And I would like to find someone to diaper me and other things

It must be hard to be hot. Nice picture, Sir.

@sissyfag4owning on telegram/session here Neg sissy bottom, never on PrEP. Looking to finally get knocked up

Neither narrative ("voted in massive numbers to Dump trump" nor "4 years later [en masse] changed their mind") is at all accurate. They were just media fiction. Depends on what you consider "massive numbers" of course, but even Obama in 2008 had a higher popular vote margin than in either 2020 or 2024.

@Jaygusher have you an update coming?

I greeted Adam in my sweatpants and hoodie, and he was visibly nervous to step inside my kitchen. He wore cream trousers and a striped top and a chunky rucksack strapped on his back. He tentatively muttered, “I am not out just yet. Doing this on the downlow,” so I pulled the blind lower to give us more privacy from anyone on the street. He was vibrating with anticipation and nervousness. I leaned in and kissed him, hard, one hand on the back of head and my other hand on the small of his back. He eagerly kissed back, tilting his head up and I moved to holding him tightly in a hug, his head fitting nicely on my chest, trying to get him to relax. I felt his body soften and melt a bit into my arms. He’s 25, with a scruffy beard and a moustache, fronting being older than he is, but at 5’7” and rounded cheeks, he looks young. I am 6’3” and 50 years old, silver hair and a ‘dad bod’ of someone that does crossfit too. He and I had chatted for a few months - aside from the predictable interest in dad/son role play, he was interested in my other kinks like leather and rubber. He came from a smaller town in the north and was down in London and excited to get to explore a lot more. Prep. Barebacking. Orgies. He wanted to know and hear more. I offered him something to drink but he was eager to get going, so I showed him upstairs. I stripped him down to his jockstrap - which he shyly but proudly showed off. His body was developing a nice thatch of hair on his chest and his skin smooth down to his waist and then a soft downy pelt covered his legs and ass. I took off my clothes and down to my jockstrap, and we got on top of the duvet, and I just held him close. I kissed the top of his head gently and whispered to him, “I’ve got you.” He snuggled into me a bit more. I worked my way down his body, kissing him (nipples wired - check) and sucked his arcing, uncut cock, already dripping with precum in anticipation. I didn’t suck too long as I didn’t want this kid to shoot too soon. I flipped him over and started to eat his delicious hole. His ass was round and covered in a soft layer of hair. It had the sweet tang of sweat - he had done a good job of prepping as I had told him I went deep. I took a break and growled, “you have a beautiful hole. It tastes so good.” and went back to eating him out. He moaned and opened for me so I could get my tongue in deeper. We swapped, and I lay on my back and he pulled my hard cock out of my jockstrap. He saw that I had put on a ball weight and he said, “ooh that’s a bit kinky!” He dutifully went to sucking my cock, and tried to fit my cock in his mouth. It’s a challenging one for anyone to get in - it’s very wide, very thick, gets very hard and is very straight. The combination means that for most people (including him) you can’t get more than half in before it starts to hit teeth. But he used his hands and kept bobbing up and down, gently and a little timidly, but I could see the spark of pig in his eyes. He bobbed up and down on the head and a bit of the shaft, staring at me in the eyes as I rubbed the back of his head. “Good boy. You’re doing a very good job.” He pulled off and smiled and then went back down. Cock sucking is my appetiser; fucking is my entree and I was hungry. I had him straddle me and ran my cock along his crack, working his pecs, as he ground around on my hips. “I want to be inside you. Do you want that?” He nodded. I had promised him in our chats leading up to this that I would use a condom and got out one and put it on my cock. I rarely keep a condom on but have taken to starting with one, to ‘test the waters’ as it were, as a lot of bottoms aren’t quite prepared for me to go to that second ring. I suggested we start on all fours and he happily got up in doggie style and I lubed him up with one finger. His hole was warm and tight and his hole ate up my finger, clenching and opening, taking it deeper inside with each cycle. He moaned with pleasure as it slid inside. A bit more lube and a second finger, and more of his hungry hole eating my fingers. I pulled out and placed my rubbered cock at the hole and put a little bit of pressure there. He asked for some poppers and I handed him a bottle from beside the bed. He huffed a few times and slowly backed up. Half way in and I pulled out to put more lube on to help him get it fully inside. If I was hungry, he was starving. He opened up, his hole taking me inside. I’m long - 9” or so, and he kept pushing until he hit that second ring. I caressed his back and let him get used to it. “That’s it.” I leaned over and whispered into his ear, “I can tell you are a pig. You want this.” He quickly and instinctively replied, “I don’t know what you mean!” but I felt his hole twitch around my cock. He opened up and I kept fucking him a bit. Another hit of poppers and I was able to get to that full depth. He moaned happily. I started really fucking him, getting that satisfying slap, slap, slap as his ass jiggled as my hips pressed up against him. I pulled out to make sure the condom was still clean and all good and kept fucking him. I paused, still inside him and checked in, “How are you doing?” His answer was to fuck himself on my cock, pushing his hips back against mine, again and again. I reached around and felt his raging hard on. He was loving this. I pulled out and turned him around. I said, “I want to try something a bit kinky. I promise I’ll keep the condom on the whole time.” He cocked his head at the second part, “Why would you say that? Of course you’re going to.” I stood up and pulled out four restraints I had waiting nearby, one for each limb. I stood him up and could see the mix of excitement and nervousness on his face.” “Uh.. I’m not…” I firmly but carefully put leather cuffs around his ankles and wrists moving swiftly. He dutifully offered his body up for the restraints, his cock reaching skyward. With him standing there, I pulled back the duvet, revealing the rubberised sheets and pulled out some pillows covered in the same material. I placed one pillow by the headboard and another in the middle of the bed and directed him to lay on his back. “Uh, I don’t know about this. This is some pretty kinky shit.” “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do. Do you want me to stop?” He paused and thought. Then he got on the bed and did as instructed. Before he could change his mind, I fastened his right wrist to his right ankle and the same on his left, which left his ass open and exposed. “Are you comfortable? Is this okay?” “Yeah, it’s good” “Good. Glad to hear it. I’m going to go get changed - I’ll be right back.” “What?!” But I pulled a leather blindfold out and put it over his head. “Don’t worry, I’ll take it off when I am back.” “Hey, I am not sure about this….” But I had left the room already and went into the spare room and changed into my leather chaps, boots, vest and lastly a black demon mask with large curling horns that left my mouth exposed. And then I got out my special treat for him: a small glass jar of frozen loads, still frosty. I came back in to the room and changed the music to a deep rumbling chanting track, droning and hypnotic. I peeled the condom off my cock. I took off the blindfold and he blinked and then looked at me with alarm. “What the fuck?!” and struggled against the restraints. “I know you’re a pig. I can feel it radiating from you.” I reached down to his cock. It leaked precum from its rock hard tip. “You’re a freak!” he thrashed. “You’re a fucking [banned word]!” “And you fucking love it.” I put my slick finger up against his cunt. It did what I knew it would. He was still hungry for me and his hole opened as he rocked his hips onto my finger. I kissed him and pushed my finger deeper in, his hole back to this clench-open-clench-open way of bringing me deeper inside. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” I whispered into his ear. He stopped squirming. I had one more surprise for him - I pulled out a Halloween rubber mask of a pig’s head. He looked at it shocked and nervously said “What the fuck?!” but I ignored him and slipped it over his head, fixing the eye holes so he could see clearly. I held his head, pressing my raw cock against his ass, staring at him in the eyes. I leaned back so he could see me fully. I rubbed my raw cock against his hole and he quickly resumed fighting me, but with his hands connected to his feet, he had no leverage. “Hey, you said you’d wear a condom!” “Oh yeah, I will. Have you ever heard of a ‘Devil’s dick’? It’s when you take loads of various guys and freeze them together. And get fucked by them. These are a few loads that I found in condoms in bins at the sauna this weekend and I brought them home for you.” I held out the glass jar, which by this time, the outside edge of the cumsicle had thawed. I thumped the jar against my hand hard, and heard the delicious schlop sound of the wet cum move in the jar, still not completely out. I reached down to the bed and pulled out another condom. This one, however, I had specially prepared with a needle, poking through sealed packet in the center several times with tiny holes. I opened the wrapper and held it out for him. I dumped the frozen loads into the tip of the condom and then proceeded to roll it down my cock. The loads were already getting softer and slushy. “You’re a pervert! No, no!” at this point, he struggled a bit but with his wrists bound to his ankles, there wasn’t really any place for him to go. He kept wriggling and resisting. I said, “The condom will stay on. This is special lube for me - I don’t like condoms and it’s nice to have cum as lube inside.” Getting inside him was tougher than I expected - the loads shifted aside as I pushed my dick in against his hole. He was too tight. I took the bottle of poppers and said, “I’m going to exhale into you, my pig.” and took a very long huff and pulled up his mask to expose his lips. He was a good boy and exhaled and pushed my poppered breath into him. I shut his mouth and pulled the mask back down. With my finger, I pushed the condom tip with the now-thawed loads into his hole a bit first and then pushed in. He moaned, letting the poppers escape his mouth, inside the pig mask. I started to fuck him, and felt the condom slowly drain out the tip through the tiny holes. I knew the condom wouldn’t hold on forever though. I leaned over and told him, “You have two choices - I can either fuck you gently or rough. If I fuck you rough, I think the condom will break and all those loads will be inside you. But in order for me to fuck you gently, I need to hear you say ‘Hail Dark One.’” “Fuck no!” he said as he squirmed. “He’s not what you think. I don’t believe that there is a literal devil, but I believe that he represents the lusts and appetites that the straight, conservative world rejects. Embrace the Devil and you embrace the dark impulses. I think you want all of this.” I touched his cock which almost vibrated it was so hard. “Hail Dark One.” I said and took a hit of poppers. “Fuck you, [banned word]!” I took that as my cue to fuck him deep and hard. He grunted as I hit that spot deep inside. I kept ramming it in, every once in a while, I would pull out and inspect the condom and report to him “yep, still intact” and go back to pounding him. I could feel with each thrust more and more of the cum in the tip was going inside. I reached down and touched his cock. It was very hard. There was a small pool of precum on his belly. “Say it.” “uh. hail Dark One” he said meekly. “There you go.” as I lessened my thrusts. “Again.” “Hail Dark One!” he said a bit louder. I held his cock in my hand, sliding his foreskin over his slick cock head. “Grunt for me pig. Oink.” “No!” he started to struggle and I put my weight on him and pushed all the way in. “Come on piggie” I growled in his ear and I waited. oink. Oink, oink - he did a surprisingly good job sounding like a piggie. I pulled up his mask and put the bottle of poppers under his nose and he huffed like a pro. Pulled the mask down and he oinked without being asked. I kept fucking him and pulling the based of the condom back with my left hand until I felt the satisfying snap of it finally giving up the ghost and the final dregs of the frozen loads were inside of him. “Do you want me to cum inside you? Really cum inside?” He nodded. “Hail Dark One” “Hail Dark One” he replied and took me inside, balls deep, no resistance. That was enough for me to finally breed the boy and I shuddered and collapsed on top. My cock pulsed, my demonic seed pushing into his grasping hole. I pulled off and examined his ass - a cummy smeared delight. I unshackled him and pulled off the pig mask. His face glowed with an eager hunger. I pulled the broken condom off my cock and he greedily took it and put it in his mouth sucking all the cum off of it. His eyes rolled back in his head as he opened his mouth, exploring it with his tongue. He let it fall to the pillow and then climbed down to my cock and was able to get it it’s now-softening length all the way into his mouth. He jerked off but took breaks to push finger his hole and scoop the cum into his mouth. He wanted to taste it all. I grabbed his still rock-hard cock with one hand and his balls with the other. “Welcome to the brotherhood. In your balls is your last pure load. And it’s mine.” I took off the cuffs and dressed him in a leather jock and leather bar vest. I lubed up my hole and his cock and lay on my back. He fingered me open with a surprising expertise and guided his cock inside me. I worked his nipples, staring at him in the eyes, repeating “Hail Dark One.” he dutifully replied the same, and I could see his face transforming with each thrust and each utterance - a burning twinkle in his eyes. His jaw lowered and pulled back in a grimace, bearing his teeth, as he came, and I felt his cock spasm inside me. I had him straddle my face as I licked his cock clean. I worked my cock, tasting his delicious cock and last dregs of cum. I came again jerking off with him above me chanting “Hail Dark One” along with the droning music. I love getting that last load, before they’re a solider for Him. He soon was hard again, sucking my cock while grinding his hardon against my leather boot. He crawled up and I fingered his hole, that deliciously sloppy noise of a well-fucked, well-bred hole. I locked eyes with him and said “Hail Dark One” and he said the same and his eyes rolled back in his head, and shot his load on my arm, as my hand reached back up inside his twitching, slick, hungry hole. Welcome to the brotherhood Damon.

Jimmy Nursing For DaDa's Milk

Sure. Bottle that shit and we'll call it "Great Bluedini". LOL

I think the public in general remembered how the economy was so much better under Trump 45 and that recent memory was a strong asset going into the 20024 election. Everything I feared that Trump would do in his first administration - abuse of executive power, vengeance, bad foreign policy, & sporadic domestic policy (tariffs, budget cuts, etc . . .) has true in his second term. Nobody with will insight, experience, or ability wants to work with this administration. Trump is on the way to losing the midterms and hopefully a Democratic Congress will place a check on his abuse of power. I also predict that he will be impeached again. The real question at the heart of the matter is what is to become of Trump's MAGA mob? Also think that a lot of voters didn't have a problem voting for a felon when they realized how the Democratic Party & Biden administration had been covering up Biden's mental in decline. Conversely, one could attribute Trump's rebound to Biden trying to run for a second term. Biden's definitely destroyed his political legacy. I'm reading that no one even wants to donate to his presidential library, and I doubt he will be alive to even see a library opened, if one is even built.

I would drink it. Obediently.

The switcheroo from "Millions of brave people deposing a dictator" to: "Them coming out and voting him back again". That one is still baffling me. (I Tried to put a Mugshot of Trump here But The Stupid Image Thing Is A Piece of Trash That Keeps saying "This is Not Allowed") The US population - how they suddenly decided he looks really handsome in a mugshot, that was weird and still hasn't been explained by any scholars or everyday political columnist-types.......

Yep. Long been a fantasy of mine. For a couple short periods, the fantasy became reality. I've been a porn star, and a great majority of us are juiced so we can keep in great shape year-round. The beef is part of what sells, and is why you don't see overweight guys in films. I don't know much about the things I put in my body back then. I had a coach, and just did what he told me, and it worked. Took out the guesswork and it didn't give me reasons to pause and consider what I was doing. Never had Tren. But definitely D-bol, Deca, Masteron, and Test. I was fucking radioactive and I loved the feeling. Would totally do it again.

Beautiful!

Sure.

i too "struggle to see the morality" ... of our current 'system,' or social structure? i think morality is individual, and there are moral and immoral people on both sides of the divide of capitalism and socialism. For instance, i wonder and day dream about a healthcare/pharmaceutical system where say research science is performed built on more of a socialist foundation. Being simplistic, i imagine an enhanced NIH vs "big pharma." i did some investigation a few years back and learned the average cost of developing a new drug in the US is about 5 billion dollars. The shocker for me was that half of that cost was profit. So, i imagine a world where we bypass the corporate structure profit imperative. We could give all the scientists a raise, giving greater incentive to be a scientist in the US, and still have much cheaper drugs. i don't think "profit" is an evil word or concept, but i think we should question how profit is made and distributed. Again, being simplistic. One scientist can use their education in medical research to improve health and the human condition, that same scientist with the same education can go to work for the faux food industry and do research on how to make faux food more addictive (to generate more profit). How does that scientist decide which job to take? Morality and profit both factor in on an individual level. i think things like healthcare and education should not be for (corporate) profit institutions, that such a system becomes self defeating. i think it could be argued that corporations can make sense in some areas of society, but not in all or every? There is corporate greed and the corruption that often accompanies that, but corporate greed is just exponential individual greed. So.... "morality" is an issue no matter how we slice it. America is no where near social welfare as the goal or motivator as a cultural norm. The highest paid 'teachers' in many large universities are sports coaches, because football games played in massive stadiums are a huge revenue source for colleges, while the math club languishes in the basement.

I found this very interesting, pieces to the puzzle of our cultural roots and conditioning.

My still neg ass...