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I was militant about using condoms. I had a boyfriend of six months who was newly HIV+ and we always played safe. It was pre-Prep so we needed to be careful. At the time my boyfriend was not taking any meds because his doctors were determining which meds he could take without having a significant reaction, since he had not responded well to some med options at the time. What also added to the need to be careful even further was that my boyfriend had a huge donkey dick but was determined to wear a regular size condom. Because of that, there were times when the condom would break while my boyfriend fucked me. There were also times when the super tight condom on his over-sized dong, combined with the friction of it going in and out of my asshole, would cause the open end of the condom to push toward the head of his cock. There were numerous times when my boyfriend would pull out and the condom would be all bunched up around the head of his cock. I asked my boyfriend why he insisted on wearing a regular-size condom and he said the tightness of the condom against his cock made his cock feel so much better while fucking than wearing an XL or XXL condom. Because of this, we agreed he would always pull out before cumming, with him spraying his huge loads all over me. One day my boyfriend fucked me while I laid on my back with my legs spread wide. His chest was against mine and I felt his full weight on top of me. My boyfriend had been fucking me for awhile and he had two condoms break so far. He pulled out and put on another regular-size condom and start fucking me again. At one point while fucking me, I felt the third condom break inside my hole. As my boyfriend laid on top of me with his full weight against my chest, I spoke into his ear to let him know the condom broke again. He did not respond and kept on fucking me. I mentioned it again but was not too worried because he always pulled out and I could always tell when my boyfriend was close to cumming, and based on his breathing he still had a ways to go... Then suddenly my boyfriend lets out mind-blowing growl and I hear him scream "FUCK" at the top of his lungs, scaring the shit out of me. Before I could respond to any of it, he plunged his donkey dong up inside me to the hilt and i felt huge ropes of cum deep inside of me. At this point, I am screaming at the top of my lungs as my legs are flailing in the air. I cannot move my boyfriend because he is too heavy and he just lies on top of me with his full weight sinking in as experiences post-nut clarity. I start crying and have tears running down my face as I plead with him to get off of me. My boyfriend finally lifts himself off of me and slowly pulls his cock out of me. I look down in horror as I see the condom was broken and is now all bunched up at the base of his cock like it is a fucking cock ring! I look at my boyfriend and yell "What the fuck?!" I am in total disbelief as I slide off the bed and run to the bathroom. I got in the shower and used the douche hose to go deep as a means of washing his cum out of my ass, but I knew it as futile. I returned to my bedroom and realized my boyfriend was gone. I called his cell phone and it went to voicemail. I left a message and continued trying to call him with the same result and no return phone call from him. After a while, I drove to his place and buzzed the access panel for his condo with no response and no way to get inside. I never heard from my boyfriend again and knew I was fucked in more ways than one. I also knew that condoms were a thing of the past and it was time to finally let my inner piggy out.

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Ten Well, I had to work sadly, so the answer to the man was that I had to come down a bit and get moving. Sadly, chems don’t pay for themselves, even for a dealer. Before I could depart however, Master Dan came to me with a proposition. He offered to take my slut off my hands for a few months, to train him up a little better and to get him looking a bit more manly. To whit, I think he meant more muscle on him, rather than making him grow in a beard. The two officers thought this was a good idea, and very kindly offered to look in to breed the boy on a regular basis to make sure nothing untoward was happening (which, given they’d both just taken a 200 buck bribe, a fuck ton of tina, cum from a bunch of strangers and supported a dealer to do his work was a bit of a stretch, but I appreciated the gesture). They also had to work however, so agreed to keep it a roving brief, and walked away. I asked the slut. “You heard the offer slut. You’d be free to leave at any point and you are always, always welcome to come and share my bed. You know I love you. But you have the chance here to be more than you currently are. Sober up and let me know in the morning. For now, go with Master Daniel and let him use you until you’re sober” I took my duffel bag and I walked away. I looked back – my slut was on his knees in the street, with two other muscle sluts, wearing nothing but a jock and boots, a collar and his pup hood on, lead in his mouth. I wondered if I’d ever see him again. Nearly a year later. So, my slut stayed away. I haven’t seen him now for a whole year and in that time, I’ve been very tempted to either taken another boy or to train my body like a beast, or just jack it all in. The business side of my life has gone from strength to strength, and I’ve climbed another couple of notches in the dealing underworld. I see Roddie and Shawn from time to time, coming for a brief bribe, a lot of drugs and in the case of Roddie, two arms up his cunt. He really does have the best grunts of any pig I’ve fisted made all the sweeter by the sheer wrongness of fisting a drug fucked cop who’s just taken a bribe whilst he’s flying off his tits on the drugs you just sold him. I think Roddie liked that too. Especially when he ended up pissing in his own face from the fisting that one time, or on those hot nights where we ‘accidentally’ ended up getting Shawn sold into another gangbang for cash and adding our loads when he crawled back in dripping cum out of every hole. But no slut. I see Daniel out and about on the scene (and on porn, of course) but he is non-committal on the topic and just says “he can leave whenever he wants”. Which is annoying of course because it’s true. When all is said and done, I just miss my slut lover. I miss a guy who’s eyes melt my heart, and who’s butt gets me hard as a rock without thinking twice. I was in bed one fateful night about a year after I’d last laid eyes on the boy. It was fairly late, but there was no way on God’s earth that I was going to be sleeping that night. I was frankly very wired as I’d been snorting meth and coke off one of the hookers I was pimping out and I’d taken a V and some other hard cock magic pills earlier in the evening. The hooker was out on the street working, but I was horny, tired and frustrated. I was thinking of cruising the apps, or trying for a park, but then my intercom buzzer sounded. Probably another tweaker wanting to get higher. “What the fuck is it, it’s late, can I help?” “Yes Sir. Please may I come up?” I nearly dropped with shock there and then. The voice. My slut’s voice! It was a little deeper somehow, but it was definitely him. I checked the video – but as ever these crappy intercom videos are impossible to see anything other than ‘yes, a human has pushed the intercom’. I buzzed him in. I have a few minutes to get it together! I hid the drugs – not sure why, really but it’s a force of habit and probably a good one to keep in my line of work – made the bed and made sure I had some more clothes on than the none I was currently wearing. I didn’t have the luxury of co-ordination of an outfit, so I pulled on a t-shirt and slouchies, leaving my feet bare. Also happened that the t-shirt was an older one, so it showed off the gym work I’d been doing to get out my frustration at the boy as it was tighter than tight. Chest has finally hit the magic 50 and my arms I think were 20 at the last count. I heard a knock, and I opened the door. There he stood, fully clothed and looking – fine. No tears, he wasn’t running from anything clearly. I let him in. Under the dim light of my entrance hallway, he looked truly beautiful, even more so than a year ago but that might just be a trick of the light. He stood almost to attention, whilst I took him in with my eyes. Something had changed about him. Gone was the puppyish bounciness, and it seems to have been replaced with a more serious and more solid foundation. “Hello slut” “Hello Daddy” “Nice to see you” “Yes Daddy, it’s nice to see you too” “It’s been a while” “Yes Daddy, it’s been a long while” This was getting me nowhere. I wanted to scream at him, ask him why he’d stayed away, ask him, frankly, what the fuck he wanted tonight. I was too wired, tired and frustrated; and his presence wasn’t making me any less horny. I took the bull by the horns. “Why are you here?” “I wanted to… I miss my Boss” I almost cried. For fuck’s sake man, get it together – you’re the big scary dealer boss man remember? And you’re crying over a piece of slut trash? “Oh my sweet slut, I miss you too. But you didn’t need to stay away!” “I did Daddy, I wanted to surprise you and it’s taken a while to get to the place where I’m ready” OK, that sounded intriguing. Surprise me with what? “OK boy, you know I like surprises. Is this something I need chemical help for, or is this like a box of chocolates?” His voice dropped, becoming deep and sultry. “You’ll need to decide that yourself Daddy. Sit down, and I’ll show you what I’ve brought you” “OK boy, but this better be good” I went to sit on the sofa next to my baggy of coke (forgot that one – good job he’s not one of the cops that I’m not fisting…) and I decided to take a thumb bump to keep me going. I felt the aggression building up in me. “Well, get on with it slut” “Yes Daddy” With that, the slut moved to come to stand in front of me, moving his body underneath the spotlights in my ceiling for the first time. I had noticed he seemed slightly more confident, but there was something else. With this, he thumbed the bottom of his jumper and t-shirt and pulled both over his head, leaving his naked torso for me to see. Fuck me. I was breathless – the slut was always beautiful, but that beauty had been harnessed and manipulated by Master Daniel, clearly an expert in doing this, into a more hardened and wiry physique. He wasn’t as big as one or two (or me!) but he had a decent set of pecs on him now, and arms which were bulging at rest. His baby fat had gone from his stomach and he had a set of washboard abs instead. I stood up and began to try to touch this beautiful adonis in front of me. He gently pushed me back down. “No Daddy, I’m not finished” He kicked off his trainers which he hadn’t bothered with socks for, leaving just a glorious man in jeans. He turned around, and slowly – to tease and excite no doubt – pulled his trousers off his spectacular butt which was framed by a neat red jockstrap. He stepped out of them and I actually heard myself beginning to growl with lust. So did my slut. He chuckles, a deep throaty sound. “Bad Daddy – wait” I almost leapt up and knocked him to the floor for that, but he took a step away from me and bent down to be on all fours on the floor in front of me. He pulled his ass cheeks apart, and I saw the tip of a buttplug in his newly muscular ass. OK, nice of course – but I’ve seen butt plugs before. “Pull, Daddy” Under his spell almost now, I gripped the edges of the buttplug and began to pull gently, to get the things out of his ass. I was expecting something which would be a nice tapered shape maybe, something much like a biggish sized dick. Something my slut would easily take and think would turn me on. I was not prepared for what actually began to come out of my slut’s asshole. His lips were parting fairly easily, but instead of anything coming out, they appeared just to be moving sideways. How big was the neck on this thing? I kept on pulling, exerting a little more force now, but seeing his lips flick over the neck of the plug at about seven inches wide. The plug came out then with a sudden jolt, as they do, leaving with it a trail of lube, and as if to prove this man in front of me was still my slut, a trail of cum as well. He pushed out for me – dripping cum all over my floor – and I was astounded to see his little tight butt had been replaced with a sweet little rosebud. My slut had bust his cunt lips to take a fist. For me. “For me? You did that for me?” “Yes Daddy. You like it?” That was it. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I launched at the boy who was on all fours on the floor and stuffed my tongue into that sweet rosebud, noticing the taste of slut but also the other tastes which always go with my slut – other men’s cum, and now lube as well. My dick was stiff as a brick in my pants, and I pulled it out and without even spitting on it I mounted him. I thrust with an urgency which startled us both and the slut responded in kind, pushing his cunt back to take more and more of me until we were essentially just one. It took no time at all before I shot my frustrated load into him. I’d marked him again in the most primal of ways as mine and we both knew it. He cried out “Daddy, I’m home!” “I know, slut” We made love again on the bed after this, hard and passionate, slightly sober (at least, I was only on a bit of coke and so was the cunt after he’d snorted a line off my dick). Master Daniel had done some wonders with the boy and whilst we were cuddling on our sides, post-coitus and my dick still in him, I had to know the story of what had happened at Dan’s place for the past year. So I asked.

slipitupme your doing great fella, just what I used to do at the old toilet block near me. I didn't care who the guy was a teen an old troll a builder or more even had a threesome while guys watched. Used to go late at night after my drama club & my parents were expectjng this 18 yr old back told them I hsd a cancelled train & had to walk. Got in alk dripping with cum & a bit guilty I had fun but what a thrill. I hope ykur story keeps getting hotter I'm loving the memories.

Short answer, yes. Nothing more submissive than bent over while Master is venting with he’s belt before taking you.

That's a long pole he has in his hand and he looks like he knows what to do with it....

Porn first , then visiting bookshops and saunas... slowly it was not so much the barebacking but the need to feel used and the need for cum inside of me that made me the cum junky. I crave the anxiety that comes with being negative and getting fucked bare to get filled with lots of anonymous loads of cum deep inside of me.

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You may or may not agree with me that a gangbang consists of a minimum of 5 tops. I was hot fuckable cock hungry 16 year old twink and my hot and hairy dom top 24 year old bf arranged a gangbang with 5 men that i didn't know as he watched. I was blindfolded face down ass up with my hands tied behind my back as 2 men arrived. I could hear their deep voices talking dirty about my hole. They spread apart my asscheeks taking turns eating my hole. A few minutes later my hands were untied and I was on all fours getting fucked ass to mouth by 5 men until they bred a load each in my hole. They wanted me on the couch holding my legs back and wide apart when my bf removed the blindfold face to face with the hot men that fucked me. A distinguished man with grey in his 50s, two guys with shaved heads , beards and hairy all over in their 40s, a ginger haired man in his late 30s and a black guy in his early 30s. I stayed in that position as we chatted about what just happened and hot it was while they all took turns licking my cummy hole and cum kissing me . I circled my swollen puffy asslips as they were stroking their semi erect cocks till they were hard again. My bf stood behind me and held me legs further back when the black guy said ready for round 2. Fuck Yeah. He shoved his 9" cock in balls deep with one quick thrust and pounded my hole a few times before he pulled out for the next cock till they all took turns for several rounds. My bf asked the ginger man to sit on the couch. My bf picked me up and sat me down onto his 10" ginger cock. My hole felt full again when the only 3 of them took turns double fucking me . Unlike the previous loads that were fucked in deep their loads were spluttering out of my noisy hole onto their cum covered cocks that made my hole feel sloppier. The 2 hairy men with beards both have cocks girthier than my wrists. I sat on one and relaxed my hole while the other one slowly guided his in from behind picking up pace, fucking me hard and both shot there loads inside me at the same time . The ginger and black guy were stroking their hard cocks and without prompting I was face down ass up with pulling my sphincter apart as they wanked a load each into my gaping hole.

Cant wait for more! Keep checking, waiting on the next chapter of Peter's cum filled adventures! Oink! SO HOT! Thank you for posting!

Yeah or stay in the toilet all day and get used by every old guy that comes in. Leave late at night with cum all over my face and hair and body and dripping down my chin and leaking out of my gaping ass and running down my legs. A dirty , messy cumdump whore.....

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Fuck wish this had more but such a hot story

Love being pissed in.

You & I, both🤣🤣🤣.

I think Jon Phelps is so HOT in TIM's SLAMMED. What other porno has he done?

There are some truly gorgeous AFL players but, compared to NRL players they lack something. Muscle men with bodies of steel bears & thighs to die for compared to the university (come fuck me) Jock. For an organisation that screams Gay tolerant & totally accepting, I find it incredibly farcical that the AFL is literally the only major national organisation (maybe in the world) that has NO PLAYERS willing to take their coming out steps. It can't possibly be a totally gay free organisation. WHY IS THIS SO🤔🫢🫢🫢???

Did I miss the punch line? Spike Lee! Lol

White Label definitely gets me soft and turns me into a cunt. 🥀

The idea of not knowing who is breeding me is hot. I would like to be bound and blindfolded by one too while partying. Then have that too decides who or what enters me. Hotter if I never see the first top as he has me out on a blindfold before going in and no pics sent.

To me knowing a guy has bred me while I’m bleeding is hot. Mixture of the two fluids. Even better if there is a bigger cock to follow and tear me some more.

I’m an unabashed size queen (to a point, I guess); a thick 9”-11” is perfect, as long as the top knows what he’s doing. I love it when a hung top gets me loosened up a bit and just jackhammers a load in my ass. The feeling of taking all that dick more than makes up for the very minor discomfort at first.

As long as you breed him.