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My Playroom—September, 2024 I was pleased to get a text from Keith. He is so damn good looking. (Over six feet tall, with his hair tightly cropped and lots of work at the gym, maintaining his 50+ body.) He wanted to come to the playroom and be used hard. We talked dates and settled on the last Sunday of the month. He couldn’t get there until the evening. I napped during the afternoon, wanting to be at my best for him, as it was later than I usually play anymore. He arrived right on time. It had been a hot day—and Keith was in shorts and a tight tee. He looked great. We hugged. I could feel that his dick was semi-hard as it pressed into my cock, supported by my current grungy jockstrap. He went off to the bathroom to make sure everything was still good after his car trip. I went down to the playroom and turned on the porn. In moments, Keith was there. He stripped down to socks and a jock, as the cement floor was cool. “Let me suck that cock,” he said, grinning… I lay down on the bed, my legs splayed. Keith kneels between my legs. He is a great sucker—and knows what I like. He starts on my balls, getting them really wet. His tongue is constantly moving over the hairy sacks. Slowly he works up the shaft. He avoids taking the drooling head into his mouth. He licks and licks…and suddenly he is sucking, taking me to the root. He does it over and over. “Have I ever done my mint trick with you?” I shake my head. He gets up and pops two hard candy mints into his mouth. He settles back between my legs and starts sucking me. At first, I can’t feel anything. And then the tingle starts. It is a nice change. My piss slit is alive—in a very pleasant way. “I sometimes use more in my mouth, but that can get pretty intense.” He sucks me until they are totally dissolved. When I no longer feel them, we move to the sling. I eat his ass. I have some tricks of my own. I take a sip of my hot tea and lick him out. He groans. I do it again. “Hot…” he mumbles. So, I take a sip of cool water and force my now colder tongue into him. I hear him jerk his cock above me. I stop the temperature play and just dig into his delicious ass. In moments, I stand and fuck him for the first of countless times over the next two hours. I fuck him hard. I remember that he likes my hand on his throat. I clamp down and deprive him of air for a moment. I relax it and he gasps in pleasure. I pull out and bring my we cock to his mouth. He cranes around tastes his ass on my dick. I go back and push into his butt once more. I fuck him just as hard—this time three fingers are in his mouth and throat. He loves this just as much. He chokes slightly as I withdraw them. “Let me rim your ass,” he pleads. He doesn’t have to ask twice. We switch places. My legs go up on the chains. He kneels and inhales. “I love your scent,” he whispers. His tongue finds my pucker and he begins to lick. I close my eyes. I let him do whatever he wants with his tongue all over my perineum, balls and hole. He moans as he burrows in. I do, too. I take a hit of poppers and just let him work on me. “Would it be okay for you to sit on the rimseat?” I come back to reality. I get out of the sling and set it up. He lies on the thick mat, expectantly. I stand astride his chest. I sit down slowly, teasing him a little. He digs in the moment I settle. It feels so different here. He can go deeper. I let him do whatever he wants—as I sit there and watch the porn. Stroking my drooling dick. Finally, I stand up. “I want your ass on the bench.” He gets up and out from under the seat. He kneels, presenting that hot ass for my inspection. I rim him briefly, before I stand up and fuck. Then I rim. And fuck. He cleans my cock after the second fuck. I use his saliva to slip in a third time. “Are you up for something different?” I ask. He is. I get him in the sling. I go up to the freezer. I have been making a Devil’s Dick. I see that the tag on the bottle says 14 loads. But I am certain, that the last two I shot in it, didn’t get recorded. The condom has been hanging in my old vitamin bottle. PIC I go down and show him, explaining what it is. “I have 16 frozen loads for your ass.” I dangle the bulging condom full of cum in front of his face. PIC “Do they go in frozen?” I nod. I cut the condom, below the knot. I peel the latex off and begin to push the frozen nugget of cum into his hole. He pants, then concentrates on relaxing his hole—and it pops in. “I love feeling it melt on my cock,” I tell him. I push in. It’s there—and melting fast. I fuck him slowly, churning all those loads into his butt. I pull out and bring him my cum covered cock. He really loves, tasting it. And the thick plastic bottle has prevented freezer burn. It tastes like fresh cum. I go to his ass and kneel. I dig in. The melting cum is still slightly cool to my tongue. I lick him for a long time. I stand, lean across him and snowball some into his mouth. He takes it gratefully. I fuck him again, reveling in his jizz filled ass. He cleans my dick once more, before I catch the cum with my tongue that is dribbling from his ass. “I’m gonna get under the rimseat…” I do, the moment he is out of the sling. He sits on it. My tongue pokes into his cum flavored hole. I can certainly taste the jizz—but it is not dripping out of him as I expected. I poke and prod. He groans. And suddenly, I am rewarded. It’s an avalanche of cum slipping out of his ass and into my mouth. I moan. Keith can feel it flow out of him. He begins squeezing down, emptying his ass onto my tongue. I am awash in semen. It’s everywhere. In my mouth, and matted in my beard. I stop jerking myself—as I don’t want to shoot. When the flow stops, I clean up his ass. He suddenly stands—my tongue is so intense on his hole. “I want to shoot,” I tell him. “Me, too…” I get him in the sling. There is a lovely film of cum still in his hole for my fucking pleasure. Keith’s cock erects as I fuck. He grabs it and begins jerking. “Let me cum first,” he pleads. And he does, just moments later. He splatters his seed all over his stomach. I mop some up, and coat my cock with it. “Breed me!” And I do, in just a few more strokes. I love thinking about all the mingled loads in his ass. And I’m even more pleased, he doesn’t shower before getting dressed. He takes my load(s) home… The original, with a couple of pictures, is here: From My Side of the Sling: A Surprise for Keith October 16, 2024

I had a top offer to take me to a local rest stop and arrange for other men to breed me but we could never get our schedules to work out enough for the two of us to even hook up. The idea of it was pretty fucking hot, though.

I am married and she has no idea, plus my insurance sucks. I try to be choosy about the tops I let breed me and so far that as been good enough.

First time to a trough party tonight , anyone else heading in ?

You have the link?

Another great chapter which feels really erotic and horny building up on what we know. To read that Elias is slowly turning into one of the already infected ones is showing the authors inventive mind and the way it's written in such detail has pulled me in. I just hope there's more to chapters to follow.

Please, more!

Keep it coming 😈

fucking sweet .. and fuckin HOT!

Chapter 2 I woke up early just after sunrise. My room faced the east so I laid in bed on my back naked with my body being bathed in warm sun. Of course I had a raging hard on and out of habit I reached down to grab it. My fat 8.5 in cut dick was firm and warm from the sun. I started to stroke it as I reached my other hand down to play with my heavy balls. I began to precum almost immediately. I always precam a lot! I used my finger to swipe a bit of my juice from the head of my cock and tasted it! I always loved the taste of my own cum, but ever since I became poz I loved it even more! As I started reaching back toward my straining cock I remembered I had plans later that morning to bred my soon to be brother in law, Steven. I took a quick picture of my hard cock in all it glory and sent it to Steven with the message, “it woke up ready for you!” I didn’t expect a reply as it was early and most people weren’t the morning person I was. I got up and threw on a jock and some gym clothes and quietly snuck out of the house for my run. I’d always loved running in the early morning on the country roads around our house. It was early fall so the weather was cool and the wind was the prefect breeze. I ran past several fields, some with barren land were crops were not long ago and some with farm animals. I ran for an hour and got back to the house to see my dad walking down stairs in his boxers and robe (which wasn’t fully closed) yawning. This was his normal morning outfit so it wasn’t a shock, nor was the massive bulge that swung and bounced under the thin layer of his boxers. I have known where I got my big dick genes from since I first looked at his bulge as a horny teen going through puberty. I also knew my brother got that gene too. “Good morning Sammy (my dads pet name for me since I was a infant), hope your run was good” he said as he pulled me into one of his familiar bear hugs and kissed me on my head. I could feel his massive cock lay against my abs. “It was good dad, I missed running around here. It so beautiful!” I replied as I hugged him back. “Okay let me go you big old bear I am sweaty and gross.” “Ah a sweaty man is a good thing, at least your mom tells me that after we get sweaty” he chortled as he released me. He always like to try and embarrass us like that, it’s a dads jobs I guess. However, we kids had learned over the years to dish it back and not get grossed out by it. “Yea, the men I send home sweaty also say they love it” I replied with a wink and walked away to hear him chuckling as he walked to the kitchen for coffee. “Get a shower and be down in 20 mins for breakfast their lover boy” dad told me as I reached the bottom of the stairs. I walked into the bathroom to find my naked brother, Mike, just out of the shower shaving in the mirror. His long plump soft shaft laying over his balls, which were not as big as mine but still large. He gave me the nod and told me the shower was all mine. I thanked him and stripped right there beside him and threw my sweaty clothes into the hamper. This was normal for us, neither of us wore clothes in our rooms or our shared bathroom. House rule was at least boxers or shorts when downstairs as long as no vistors were there or expected. When mom and our sister Mary were out, then we, including dad, walked around buck naked. As I got into the shower I glanced at my brothers ass. It was nice as it had always been. Not as muscled as mine but still well defined and bubbly. Luckily he wasn’t looking in the mirror and didn’t see my dick jump as I looked. I closed the curtain and started the shower. Luckily we had a on demand water heater system so we were never out of hot water. It felt amazing cleaning my body of sweat and grime. I let the warm water wash over me for a few minutes then took the loofah and squirted the body wash onto it. Mom always had the shower and bathroom stocked so we didn’t have to bring that stuff home when we visited. I got cleaned up and got out of the shower. Mike was gone, so used the mirror to shave quickly and brush my teeth. Then went to my room and got dressed in gym shorts and an old comfortable t shirt (no underwear). I put on some sandals and grabbed my keys, phone, and wallet. I check my phone as I walked downstairs to see a message back from Steven with a drooling emoji and then a picture of his own hard dick. I walked into the kitchen as mom was laying the last food plater on the table. Dad came behind her and gave her a hug and kiss on the neck as he passed then took his seat. Mom sat down and Mike was already in his seat. I joined in my regular seat as well. We spent the next 45 mins eating, talking, laughing, and just being a family. As we cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher I let them know I was going to go into town and walk around. Maybe see a few old buddies while out. Dad had some work he had to go do at a job site this morning that couldn’t wait till next week after the wedding and mom had to go a few towns over to pick up a few things so they both said it was fine. Mike was also previously engaged so I didn’t have to worry about him tagging along. Dad gave me the keys to the his old truck that my parents keep as a spare in case they needed it. I kiss mom and hugged dad goodbye and was out the door with 15 minutes to spare till I was to meet Steven. The drive to town was only 10 mins. The town was small, a pizza place, a gas station, small local pharmacy and grocery store combo, the local doctors office, the two schools (elementary and the middle/high school which were combined) that were also feeder schools for the local villages around, and the park with the athletic fields. I waved to a few familiar faces as I made my way through town and toward the park. I didn’t see a stranger which was comforting in a way. I got to the parking lot next to the baseball fields and saw a jeep wrangler already parked in the lot. I walked up to the storage building and Steven was standing by the door wearing a pair of holey jeans and a Braves t shirt. “Hey Steven, how are you this morning?” I greeted “Good, glad to be out of the house. Mom and Beth are driving me crazy. They can’t talk about anything but the wedding. Poor dad keeps getting sent on runs here there and every where for last minute “emergencies”. Luckily they didn’t even look up from whatever wedding related thing they were reviewing when I told them I was going to go out for a bit.” He replied as I unlocked the metal door to the big old white block building. “Yea, I am glad not to have to worry about that stuff. I planned the bachelor party for tomorrow (Saturday) night which was all I was assigned to do thankfully. I even pretended to agree to Beth’s rules when she asked me about it. By the way don’t tell her what is going on with that. She knows we will be at “The Barn” (a bar the next town over) but she doesn’t know we have the private area or about the entertainment I am bringing in from the city.” I said as I closed the door behind use, locked it, and led Steven back toward the area where the football tackling matts were kept. “Oh I won’t. They don’t even know I am a bi pig. So I am good at keeping naughty secrets from them.” Steven said with a wink as he closed the space between us and reached his hand up to grab my neck and pull me down to him for a kiss. It was a hot wet kiss with lots of tongue and spit. As we made out, we both stripped down to nothing. He was standing there hard as a rock, 7 fat inch of pink meat swaying as we moved. I felt all over his hairy body and played with his nipples as he surprisingly moved his hands to my ass and started to play with my hole. He was definitely taking the role as the aggressor. Pushing me down to the mat and covering me with his warm body, his hard cock dripping precum on my abs as we continued to make out. He moved from my mouth to my neck to my ears to my chest and nipples then down to my abs. I was solid as rock by the time he got to my V and the base of my dick. He jerked my big 8.5 in fat dick and spit on it jerking it as he continued to kiss around the base of my dick and then my balls. He sucked my big balls into his mouth one by one as he stroked me. That was followed by him kiss below my heavy balls, tasting my taint and making me moan. He pulled himself back to where he was face to face with me and had a very dominating look in his eyes. “I doubt you expected that I am a top or that I am a dom. But I am going to stretch your tight raw boy hole out with my beer can fat dick and flood your ass with my seed.” He said I was very surprised by this new Steven and really turned on. Most men wanted me to top when they saw me and I loved when one put me in my place. It wasn’t ideal for pozzing, but I was too hard and my hole too hungry to care about that right now. “No sir I didn’t expect that. But I will do whatever sir wants me too so I can please him” I said as my dick leaked a huge load of precum. ”Good boy. Now let me tell you how we are going to do this since we don’t have much time. You are going to sit on my face so I can eat your boy hole as you suck me. Get me wet because we won’t be using any lube. Then I am going to bend you over these mats and drill your raw ass doggy style till I flood you with my cum.” He commanded. I immediately flipped us and got into position. His tongue was warm and wet and thick. He used it expertly on my hole. He definitely was one of the best rimmers I had ever encountered. I loved him munching on my tight warm poz hole. I had trained how not to have a gag reflex and went to town on his very thick 7 in dick. It was cut and had a nice mushroom head. It was a challenge not because of it’s length but its girth. But in no time I was swallowing him to the root. We were both moaning hard. “Fuck boy, you really know how to suck dick. And this hole is prefect. It’s tight, has just enough hair, and tastes delicious. I can’t wait to stretch your ass open!” He told me. I pulled off his cock long enough to reply “Oh sir it is very tight for you. I make sure to keep it that way for big raw dick like yours sir!” I went back to my sucking and felt his finger enter my hole. First one, then two, finally three. The whole time Steven is telling me about how nice my hole is, how he will own it. He also started to slap my bubble butt with his other hand. He gave me a good hard swat, “Ok boy it’s time to fuck you!” I moved into position. Bent over the mats slightly crouched so his dick would line up with me. This wasn’t my first short king to own my hole so I knew what to do. I arched my back and looked behind me as he lined his very hard wet thick dick up with my hole. “I hope you are ready boy, because I am poz and I am going to fuck my toxic babies into you ass!!” Steven said with a devilish smirk on his face as he forced his fat raw mushroom head into my hole. I was so surprised I wasn’t ready for him to enter and the pop and stretch hurt and made me almost jump. But I keep in position like a good sub. I relaxed my hole and pushed out to allow more of his big fat raw apparently poz dick to enter my hole. “Fuck your so big and thick sir! I am not on prep and not even negative. I am a toxic pig just like you. Have been for years. I love taking new strains!” I replied as he now had over half his massive hog in my hole. “Yea I knew that. When I told Kenny (the guy that pozzed me) I was going to a wedding in bum fuck no where and the name of the town he realized it was where you were from. He asked who Beth was marrying and he recognized your brother from the picture I showed him. He told me you were one of his first poz sons. He wanted me to surprise you!” Steven said as he got his dick fully in my hole. After I moaned at the feeling of being so full and my prostate being stimulated so well I replied, “Oh I forgot your college is in the same city Kenny lives in now sir. He is a hot fucking man and this is defiantly something he would do. How did you meet him?” “I meet him when he was the third at a thing I was invited too. It was almost a year ago. We tagged the guy that set it up and as we walked out together we hit it off. It only took a few weeks for him to convince me to bottom for him. Then when I got sick he took care of me walked me through the conversion and has been opening my horizons since. But you know that part, after all you been through it.” Steven explained as he started to stroke in and out of my tight raw poz hole. His toxic precum filling me as he did. “Fuck your big poz dick feels so good in me sir! I want you to flood my hole with your charged cum so bad!” I moaned as I started to back up in his fat cock faster and faster. “Fuck yes you pig, take my fat poz dick like the slut you are boy! Take that toxic fucking cock!” He continued to dirty talk me as he picked up speed and intensity. Slamming hard into my ass as I push into him just as hard. I was surprised he could take me throwing my ass back so hard with how short and thin he is. But he knew how to keep his stance and take it while still pounding back. Kenny, or whoever, had taught him well. After about 15 minute of this intense pounding, with the air full of dirty words and moans Steven growled, “Get ready for this toxic fucking load bitch!” “Yes, recharge me!! Flood me!!!” I panted as I felt him unload a huge load balls deep in me. Depositing his strain into me to mix with my own. I started went too stroke my hard leaking cock when Steven stopped me. He turned me around and sat me on the mat as he went to his knees. “I want to swallow your poz load boy.” Is all he said before he took half my big fat dick in his mouth. I could only moan as he worked my pole with expertise most men, let alone a 20 year old, don’t have. It only took a few minutes before I was shooting load after load down his throat. He kept sucking me even after I was done cumming until I started to soften. When he pulled my now almost fully soft dick from his mouth he came up and laid beside me. He pulled me into a gentle kiss. We cuddled and kissed for a while. Our cuddles were interrupted when we heard his phone go off in his pants on the floor. He got up and answered it. I could tell it was Beth on the line. It was a short conversation. He hung up and turned to me, “This was so fucking hot! When Kenny told me you were gay and that you were a poz pig that liked to be dominated I didn’t believe him. But fuck I am glad he was right!” ”Yea he should know since he made me the pig I am today. So do you bottom for him often? I know you said you were top.” I asked as I followed his lead and started getting dressed. “No, I only been fuck by 3 guys. The first two in high school so I don’t count those and then twice by Kenny to make sure his strain took. We are actually boyfriends as of a few weeks ago. We have an only play together rule and get bottoms to tag a lot. We have exceptions for special circumstance like this.” He replied as he finished dressing by zipping up his pants. “Well I am going to have to yell at him for not telling me finally agreed to a bf. He hasn’t had one in years. I am glad it’s a fellow pig like you.” ”Me too. Next time he comes to visit you I will tag along and we can both own that ass! I would say I’d fuck you again this weekend, but with everything going on I don’t think we will have time to sneak away again.” He said before he pulled me down for another kiss. ”I totally get it. And I won’t do anything around Beth or anyone else. I know you said you were closeted about being bi. I respect that.” I told Steven after he finished kissing me. “Sounds good. Now I need to run and help dad with something before Beth goes bridzilla on us.” He laughed as we walked toward the door. “Well you have fun dealing with that. I will see you at the bachelor party tomorrow.” I replied as he walked toward his jeep and I locked up the building. Mike had texted me to pick up a pizza and a 6 pack of beer while I was in town for lunch and bring it back for us since both mom and dad were going to be gone. There was a game on he wanted to watch with beer and pizza. I stopped at the gas station and got the beer then swung by the pizza shop and got the pizza. The shops owner almost swallowed his tongue when he saw me but I played it cool till I got out of the shop and into my car where I laughed at how awkward he was clearly remembering how much he loved my dick up his “straight” married hole. The drive home was uneventful and when I walked into the house Mike was on the sofa in boxers watching the game. I brought the beer and pizza over, took my shirt and sandals off, and sat beside him. We sat close enough that bare legs touched. But that was usual we always sat close. Every time he reached forward to get a slice of pizza his dick tip would fall out of his boxers to my delight. Midway through the game we started to rough house. It ended with him holding me down on the floor with my neck in an arm lock and him behind me. I felt his rock hard cock in my ass crack through my shorts. I told him to get his dick out of my ass and he laughed but let me up. Many times when we had wrestled before that happened. But I knew it meant nothing. It was just a body reflex. Which my brother confirmed when he said sorry he hadn’t got any in a week. I told him it wasn’t a big deal. His 8-9 in fat cock was hanging out of his boxer’s slit when we separated and as he sat down he pushed it back in his boxers. We sat just as close as before and continued to shit talk each other and watch the game. Dad came home later soon after and stripped to his boxers to join us. Mike best friends and my fellow groomsmen joined us around 5. They both had to work (remote) so they had been at the hotel the next town over in their rooms working all day. They had not stayed for dinner last night because they needed to go to the hotel and get caught up after helping with the set up most the day. They joined us in watching tv and also stripping to boxers. It was good to catch up with them since we didn’t get a chance to last night. When mom got home around 6, she told us all to get pants on as our sister Mary and her husband Tom along with Uncle James and cousin Mark would be there soon. We all got dressed and then split up to help with the different chores need to be done. Mike and his friends helped set the table, I helped dad with the stakes mom brought , and mom worked on home making the sides. All four arrived at the same time and there was a round of hugs and kisses. At 7:30 we all sat down crowded around the table in the dinning room and had a good meal. As I sat there listening to all my family talk and joke, with Steven’s poz toxic cum still in me, I reflected on how much I have enjoyed my visit home so far. —————— Thats the end of the chapter. We will see what Smith gets up to (or who he gets into) in the next chapter. Thank you for all the positive feedback. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter just as much!

I went to the sauna the other day. I have been going kinda often. I live in a small farming city, so quite often see the same men there. I know it’s gonna be a good time when I see some pick up trucks in the car park. There are a couple of private rooms, which is good because it means that guys use the orgy room more, or fuck in the peep hole area behind the orgy room, my usual favourite place. I just take off my towel, lube up my ass and look through a peep hole, look at the porn or watch guys wanking on the orgy bed. I like to watch and wank, and let guys discover my lubed ass and they just slide in. Hardly any guys use rubbers. I love it when some farm worker just slides in raw behind me. There are a few middle age farm guys I meet there almost regularly, I know their trucks in the car park. I was at the sauna kind of early and it was still quiet, so I lubed up and lay in the middle of the orgy bed and wanked to the porn. After a couple of minutes, a guy lay beside me and he moved to stroke my hard cock and then played with my ass. He was good and hard. When he played with my ass I knew what he wanted, I rolled over, so he could rub his cock on my crack. I was well lubed, so he pointed his cock head at my hole and started nudging into my ring. I pushed back on his cock and he got the head in. I was feeling good and piggy and I was watching the porn on the big screen and getting my ass fulled up nice. He was just slowly working his way in and out, slowly, slowly getting his cock deeper. A few guys were watching at the peep holes and a couple guys were peeking around the edge wall of the orgy room. I like to let other guys see me taking raw dick, so they know they can try it on with me. Another guy lay down on the other side of me and stroked his cock, he was already hard, I think he had been watching us through the peep holes. The dude fucking me pushed my shoulder to get me to roll over, to give my ass to the new guy. What a decent bloke to make the new guy feel welcome my sharing my slutty ass. I rolled over and the new guy rubbed his cock in my crack. My hole was already relaxed and the new guy gave me a bear hug and slowly just buried his cock to the hilt in a single move. I closed my eyes and just let the new guy use my ass, the first guy rolled over to spoon with me and I rubbed my cock in his crack. He pushed back on my hard cock. I got my head in and we just vibed like that for about ten minutes, three guys in a relaxing slow fuck. The guy behind me gently doing the work me and the other guy getting cock. It was still early and we were just having fun, but not really ready to blow. When I am in a slutty mood, I want to get as many cocks in me as possible for the afternoon, I don’t want to blow early, and I want to dick several guys too. The first guy moved away and took a walk around. A younger and buffer than average guy, took his place on the orgy bed. This is interesting because, he seemed like the shy type who would rather be in a private room. I guess he had watched and got horny and wanted to have a play. The guy fucking me, rolled over, so I took the opportunity to return the favour and rub my cock on his ass. The buff guy played with my hole for a minute and then got up and came back. Buff guy had rolled on a rubber. I adjusted so I could get my cock into the guy I was spooning. Buff guy lined his rubbered cock on my hole and tried to get it in. We had a bit of trouble and he got the head in, but it was not going well. I reached back stroked his cock with my hand and he was a bit soft in the rubber. So I stroked him and let the rubber slide up and down until it was just coving his cock head. He got a bit harder and I played with the rubber just stroking it on and off the tip of his cock. In a few minutes the rubber slipped off and fell down and he was rock hard. He was lined up with my hole and he played with just putting the tip of his cock in my hole. I was gently grinding my cock in the guy I was fucking and buff guy was keeping pressure on my hole, slowly letting his cock get deeper as I continued grinding. I was in piggy heaven. When I got all afternoon. I love to take some slow fucks, with plenty of skin on skin, bear hugs and spooning. I like to be fucked slowly and deeply with my eyes closed, just relaxing and taking in the man on man sensation. The buff guy went from, just the tip, to slowly working his cock fully in my ass, while I slowly fucked the farmer guy in front of me. We fucked for ten minutes or so, buff guy giving me some hard and fast fucking and some slow fucking. After a long while, the buff guy got soft and slipped out. And it was time for me to get up and have a walk around. The buff guy had silently given me a load. I saw him later, hard as a rock again, raw fucking another guy behind the peep holes. I took some more cocks with his cum load in my ass. I lost count how many guys I fucked there, I fucked by the peep holes and at the side of the porn screen, but I think I fucked five guys and five guys fucked me. I got a load from the buff guy and gave a load to a farm guy, so a successful and relaxing afternoon.

I'm 66, 5'10", 270 lbs, Hispanic bi male here with a question on how to proceed. I have recently started watching gay porn videos and have this strong urge to be barebacked. The last time I had sex with a man was in 2009, a year after I divorced my ex wife. During my marriage I had strong urges too be with a man because of where I was working. A majority of the work force were gay or bisexual males and was hit on constantly. I tried my best to be faithful to my wife but those feeling slowly crept into my subconciousness. When ever she performed oral sex on me I had a hard time becoming erect. I started fantasizing about certain gay guys I worked with sucking my cock and I had the most intensive orgasms which made her happy. I would immediately kiss her so she could share my cum with me which also turned her on. Eventually our sex life started dwindling and I would go to the adult bookstores and started sucking off strange men. I loved the feeling of men exploding in my mouth and sucking out every last drop. I always wanted to be barebacked but thought I'd be pushing the envelope too much by taking that extra step. It was after we divorced that I finally had anal sex with a man and that was after I fucked my ass with an 11" dildo. My hole was so loose I could barely feel his 8" cock inside of me. So here I am 16 yrs later and I'm longing to be fucked again. My question is where do I go to meet men in the same boat as I am? I failed to mention that I'm impotent and have a very small cock. Is that a turn off for other men? I want to be that reliable bottom they can "cum" to if they need a hot tight ass to fuck. I want to be used like their slut, but treated with dignity and respect which sounds stupid to me. I have put ads on Doublelist but all I get is flakes who say they're on the way but never show up. Am I approaching this right? I've been out of the loop for soon long and could really use some advice on what I should do. Are there support groups for guys my age where I can meet someone? Any advice would be greatly appreciated.

The spark that once drove their whirlwind romance, now seemed to be flickering out. The empty halls and silent rooms began echoing with loneliness as the days turned into weeks, when they would barely make an effort. His fiancé had become a stranger. Feeling trapped and unfulfilled, I found solace in online communities like "breeding.zone" where he would anonymously browse through posts, getting lost, I then stumbled across Sniffies. The fantasy and escape they provided was a welcome distraction from his troubles - and suddenly he had an anon profile. One particular thread caught his eye - the hottest posts section where users shared explicit stories and experiences, he couldn't help but indulge. The anonymity was liberating. It was hot to hear guys collecting multiple loads, he couldn’t imagine taking unknown dicks without seeing them. Heck, when he was 20 if they were 21+ he’d have ignored them and asked for pictures to prove they were real; now he was messaging men aged 40 with no stats who had hung dicks, tats and out of shape. As days passed by he started hosting on platforms like "sniffies", meeting new faces in the shadows. Each fleeting encounter provided a rush but never seemed to fill - he retold the same stories briefly, didn’t really need small talk. The guys were happy, a toned jock blindfolded droooling from poppers and pushing back on the edge of the bed. The loads came in thick and fast, after the first day he struggled to go the bathroom for a few days with how fucked up his ass was; not as though there wasn’t signs his fiancé ; if only noticed the dollop of cum stained into the carpet were on the edge of the bed he’d taken multiple loads.

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Wow, glad someone brought this one back because I think I missed it the first time... And even if not, I sure enjoyed reading it now!

Chapter 12: Hunger Pains, Hidden Truths Trevor and Elias’ apartment. Front room. 10:00 MST. 31-Oct-20XX “Oh my god… for the last time, use a goddamn fork, Toby,” Trevor said with irritation, handing one to Tex. “Didn’t your mother teach you to not eat with your hands?” “Sure, right after your dad taught me how to scratch myself.” Tex ignored the fork, and continued picking up bits of scrambled egg with his fingers and guiding the pieces toward his mouth. Trevor gave him up for a lost cause, and loudly let the fork clang on the coffee table. Elias came in at just that moment, and hearing it drop, covered his ears with his hands. The clanging cutlery and the sounds of his husband and brother-in-law bickering like teenagers gave him a massive headache as if he'd been out drinking all night. “Guys! Please! I can hear you in the next room,” Elias complained. “Keep it to a dull roar.” “There’s still some bacon left in the kitchen, babe. Help yourself. That is, if Toby hasn’t eaten it all like the barnyard animal he is.” Two seconds later, a dry corner of toast and crust came flying at his face, thrown by Tex. “Is this all the food you cooked?” Tex asked. Trevor shot him a dirty look. “If you can’t keep it on your plate and off my floor, you obviously have had enough to eat.” “All right, guys, I’m serious!” Elias nearly shouted. “Give it a rest.” Both brothers stopped and stared at Elias, surprised at the sudden outburst. “Um… Look who’s feeling better!” Tex opened his mouth and showed Elias some bits of chewed-up egg on his tongue. Elias let out an exasperated sigh, and walked into the kitchen, before muttering, “Why am I even friends with you?” He found a few strips of stiff, cold bacon drying on a small stack of paper towels atop a small plate. Taking it all, he put it on a separate plate and walked it over to the stove, adding the remainder of the cooling scramble to the plate. Looking around, he found the thing he wanted more than food. Trevor had set out Elias’s favorite mug right in front of the coffee machine. Elias poured a healthy amount into the mug, added three slices of toasted bread to the plate, and returned to the front room with his breakfast. As he returned, he noticed the television was on, and a commercial for a feminine product was showing, thankfully at a low volume. It was Trevor’s habit to turn on the local morning news, but never really watch it. Elias tried to break him of the routine, but without success. The bantering between the twins had quieted, and Elias was appreciative of the lull in their brotherly battle. Elias sat in his usual spot on the couch, and placed his plate on the coffee table. Taking a grateful swig of the coffee, he found it tasted better than anything right now. The caffeine rushed through him, sharpening his focus. “Got your coffee, sweetie?” Trevor said, flopping down beside Elias and leaning against him. “Yeah, I need this now, especially after last night,” Elias said with relief. “We had quite the adventure,” Tex said cautiously. “But, um… I don’t think we ought to share the details with civilians…?” He gave Elias a pointed, raised-eyebrow look, a familiar signal to keep military actions confidential. Trevor raised both his hands. “Yeah, yeah… I know the drill, guys. I don’t want to know, and I don’t want to have to deny anything. That’s between you.” Then he planted a quick kiss on Elias’s cheek. “Still love ya, babe.” “Love you, too,” Elias said with a mouthful of eggs. Turning to Tex, Trevor sarcastically said, “So gross. Married a real romantic, didn’t I. Am I the only one with any manners here?” Elias and Tex didn’t answer, but continued eating. The news program came back on. “Continuing with the top stories of the morning, we’re back with breaking news out of the Sterling Heights area,” a cheerful woman began. “We take you live now to the Helixion Genetics campus, where a press briefing is ongoing.” At the sound of ‘Helixion Genetics’, Elias damn near choked on his coffee. Tex rushed forward and grabbed the TV remote, and turned the volume up. He and Elias exchanged worried glances, but said nothing. Trevor looked at his brother with slight concern at the sudden movements. On screen was a rather nervous-looking man in an ill-fitting suit, standing next to and occasionally glancing at a much larger man. He repeatedly tugged at his tie as though the offending piece of clothing was choking him. The other man had an almost military air about him, his face flat and unyielding as he looked out at the small group of reporters. Elias would bet almost anything it was likely General Krell. “... a lab animal escaped from the facility last night, and was struck by a passing motorist,” the Helixion representative said in an even voice. “There is no cause for alarm, the animal has been recaptured, and the site has been quarantined for observation. We will do everything we can to keep the public safe, but access to the facility is restricted, and no one without authorization should approach the site.” Tex silently mouthed, “A lab animal?” to Elias, who didn't reply verbally but only looked at his plate as memories of the smilers danced across his vision. A sinking feeling grew in the pit of his stomach. “General! General Krell, Amanda Preston, KZRM News 9. Can you confirm if the animal poses any risk to the general public? Witnesses state that it appeared to be infected.” The camera panned first to a smartly dressed brown-haired woman, holding out a large microphone towards the General, before it panned back to General Krell, zooming in slightly. “There is absolutely no cause for concern,” the General said, smiling intensely and giving a stern look to the man next to him before continuing. “The animal in question was recovered and all testing is being performed. We can confirm, however, that all testing has so far shown negative and no testing occurs at the facility that can harm humans in any way. Any other questions?” Another reporter stepped forward, wearing a polo shirt and khaki pants. “Mike Pollimero, KTVK News 48. Sir, how did the animal even escape?” The General looked slightly perturbed before clearing his throat. “A careless employee accidentally left a door open earlier this morning and it escaped from a secure area in one of our labs. Thankfully, nobody was injured in the process. An internal audit will be performed and we will be happy to share the results with everyone once we have them. We have a lot to do, so I think we will have to cut this briefing short. Thank you everyone.” The news anchor reappeared at her desk, her face devoid of emotion, and resumed speaking. “We’ll return to this story as more details come in. Drivers on I-276 are advised to use alternate routes and avoid the surrounding area. We now go to Jim, over in the weather center for the 10 day forecast, Jim?” Trevor pointed at the screen. “Ah... That’s why it took me so long to get home. Traffic was a real mess. I guess now we know why.” Elias continued chewing, never taking his eyes off the plate, trying to come up with an explanation he didn’t really need. Tex was silently transfixed on the screen, flipping through several channels in search of more information, before finally stopping on a small news blurb about the lab. “- lead geneticist, Dr. Clark Grant’s lawsuit with the employer. Comments from Dr. Grant and Helixion about the continuing lawsuit weren’t answered at the time of writing the story.” “I know that guy! Clark! Sweetest guy ever.” He turned to Elias, who still hadn’t looked up. “Remember? We went to that funeral a few months back? I was his husband’s Infectious Disease doctor. So awful what happened.” Elias swallowed hard before speaking. “I don’t… wait… I remember.” Then a flash of recognition. “Oh… Shit! You remember that guy that showed up wasted, and they had to cart him out? He damn near ruined the whole ceremony with his—oh god—" Elias shuddered hard as the connection, which had eluded him less than a day ago, finally clicked: "Jack. The CEO’s son, Jack.” Tex turned his head slightly, his mouth forming an O shape. “You don’t mean… No way…” “What?” Trevor asked. “What about Jack Blaine? I mean… I’ve heard things, but…” Tex considered what he was about to say. Elias closed his eyes, and softly sighed. “I should have known. I should have known it was him.” “What is it?” Trevor asked with alarm. “We…” Tex began but trailed off before he could continue, unsure whether he should discuss this with non-military personnel. “Okay, but swear on our mother’s life that you won’t repeat this!” Trevor nodded, silently acquiescing. “We ran into Jack last night. At Helixion.” “What do you mean you ran into him at Helixion? You guys were on a mission last night, weren’t you?” Trevor asked, a confused look on his face. Elias reopened his eyes, and turned them toward Tex. After a deep breath, he slowly said, “I think we better tell him everything.” —----- Trevor was quiet for a long time after Elias and Tex told him the whole story. He rose without a word, and went to the window, just staring out. Then he turned around suddenly and faced them both. “I swear, I really want to beat the stupid out of you both. You’re both lucky you weren’t killed,” he finally said. “And Jack just took off?” “Yep. Ran right toward the smilers,” Tex said flatly. “And then right past them, too.” “That’s when we lost Commander Briggs,” Elias said darkly. “He put a dart in one of them, but it just bounced off, like the creature was made of stone. Then it flung him across the room. We got the door open, and the fucker scratched my arm. Hurt like a bitch.” “He ordered us to go, so we did. We got it closed again, and made a run for it. I twisted my ankle on the way out. Had to hobble for a while and take a cab to get back here,” Tex concluded. “Which reminds me…” He took out his mobile phone, and began a quick search for the cab company. “I owe that driver a tip for last night.” “The thing that surprises me is that they’re trying to cover this all up. I know Clark, he’d be the first to blow a whistle on all this,” Trevor said, shaking his head. “I mean, he’s like a damn saint. You should have seen him with his boyfriend at the end.” Elias didn’t feel any better after sharing this wild tale with his husband. He looked at Tex with worry. “So what are we going to do?” Trevor closed the distance between them. “I have an idea. Toby, see if you can get into the mainframe of your operation. They don’t know you weren’t there, so if you,” pointing at Elias, “log in and mark him down as absent for some medical reason. If I remember correctly, the same company that makes our EHR makes your operations software. So, you should be able to backdate it so no one else knows. Meanwhile, Elias, let me look at the scratch. And don’t you dare be a baby about it.” Elias quickly sat down. He knew that when Trevor gave an order regarding something medical, he was quite serious about compliance and didn’t need the same shit he gets from other adult patients. The fact he was using his first name without any emotion further drove the point home. Elias rolled up his shirt sleeve, knowing full well that Trevor would find only a healed scar. Tex went out of the room to give them privacy and to properly compensate the taxi driver. Trevor came in close to inspect the scratch. He said nothing while he looked over the entire arm, puzzled. “I can’t find it. All I see is this thin white strip you didn’t have before. You’re sure it was this arm?” “Positive,” Elias answered confidently. “Look at my torn jacket. It’s definitely this arm.” Trevor didn’t believe him. “Hmm. I mean, it must have been a glancing blow.” He pulled the shirt sleeve back down. “But I don’t see anything to treat here.” Then he looked into Elias’s face before giving a slightly relieved smile. “Looks like you’ve been working out, too. Remind me to frisk you later.” “You got it, babe,” Elias answered quietly, quietly sniffing the air. He then noticed that Trevor smelled different, but he couldn’t quite understand the change in scent. I should be smelling only his body wash, not antiseptic and hospital. Odd. Tex reentered, and closed his phone. “Cabbie’s all paid. Now let’s get into that database.” Trevor stood and picked up the laptop in both hands, and walked it over to the dining room table. Pulling out a chair, Tex seated himself, and Elias next to him while Trevor stood looking over his shoulder. While it booted up, Elias went into the kitchen for another mug of coffee and to return his plate to the sink. At the splash page for the military website, Tex exchanged a glance with Elias, and then turned to Trevor. “I know you’re helping us, but… this is classified stuff. You know I can’t let you see this.” Trevor stood to his full height, unoffended, and walked away from the table without a word. Tex returned to the computer, and began typing in passcodes and clearances. After a minute, Tex said, “You can come back now, little bro.” Trevor returned to the table as if nothing happened. Elias could swear he was hearing the heartbeat of his lover, and found he could not take his eyes off him. The stare was more of a desire to mate than one of pure love. In his mind, he was undressing Trevor while Tex’s back was turned, eager to show him a few new tricks. He was snapped back to the moment when Tex repeated, “Eli, you’ll have to log in here. If I do it, the system will record my virtual entry.” Elias nodded twice, and took the laptop from Tex. After a few keystrokes, he was in. Scanning the ledger for the Black Sigma roster, Elias quickly found what was wanted. “All right, here’s the list of assigned soldiers for last night’s mission. Scroll, scroll, scroll… And here you are. I’ll just mark that as absent for medical reasons… backdate it for three days ago… And… presto! All done.” He turned to Tex triumphantly. “You were never there, my friend.” Tex chucked darkly, the laugh not reaching his face. “I wish it were that easy to erase the memory of it.” Elias returned to the screen. “I know what you mean.” Looking to dispel the gloomy mood, Trevor continued outlining his plan. “Okay, now reassign him to the DARPA crew.” With a few clicks and keystrokes, Elias completed this task. “I’m thinking that, while you’re there, you can find out what’s going on, what they were doing in Helixion, and whether your comrades are still alive. Having an inside man will give us an edge, help us figure out what we’re dealing with, and whether there’s any danger to the outside world.” Tex nodded, saying nothing. And he just came up with this in a flash. Way to go, bro. “While we’ve got it turned on, let’s look at the Helixion website. See if I can get a clearer picture of the scene.” Elias typed hurriedly, and after a minute or two, the Helixion website displayed on the laptop. “Let’s have a look at the personnel of the facility. Maybe we’ll recognize some faces.” Before long, the three of them were reading the professional biography of Dr. Clark Grant. But all the other employees - at least the higher-up employees - had pictures and awkwardly smiling pictures. They all looked so corporate. Dr. Grant’s was the only one missing; in fact, it looked like it had been removed forcibly. In its place, a solid black bar reading ‘pending internal review’ was in its place. —------ Hours later… “OK, let’s review the plan: Toby will return to the lab, and be reassigned to the quarantine crew. I’ll do what I can with the information. Text me on the burner phone you’ll be getting when you can.” “Got it.” “And Elias, I think it would be a good idea to go see Dr. Grant. I know where he lives, and I’ll write his address down for you. It’s not too far from my work if memory serves me right. He might be able or willing to fill in the blanks for you.” Trevor stifled a yawn. “There is more going on than you were told, without a doubt. And if he has any answers, he’ll definitely be willing to help us. They cannot get away with it.” “They won’t,” Elias agreed. “And besides, we still have to rescue Zero.” Upon saying this, his mind suddenly connected to an external source. He could account for each of his missing teammates except for Zero. All of them were taken by the smilers, and he knew each one was fine. Changed, but still alive. Shit. Zero. They must have killed him. His eyes began to tear up at the thought of his comrade sacrificing himself to ensure Elias and Tex escaping, and he turned away. Trevor put a consoling hand on Elias’s shoulder, saying nothing. Tex let out a loud breath. “Whew. All right, it’s a good plan. Let’s get to it!” Tex stood from the chair, and collected what personal items were around the front room. Elias tried to take a few quiet calming breaths, and noticed he was getting hard again while Trevor soothed him by rubbing his shoulders. “Toby, take it easy on that ankle,” Trevor cautioned. “I’ll call you if I need anything,” Tex said. “Thanks, guys. Be safe.” Tex went out the door quickly. “Hey! Can you at least pick up your dishes?” Trevor called after him. —----------- Trevor wrote an address on the notepad, and tore it off loudly, its sharpness harsh on Elias’s ears. He handed it to Elias, saying, “Here you go. That’s his name, address, and phone number. Take my car, and keep a low profile otherwise.” Elias pocketed the paper, and then suddenly planted a hard wet kiss on Trevor, who reacted with surprise. “Hey! Mmm.. Hey, take it easy.” Elias pulled back a little. “Your brother is gone now, so we have the place to ourselves,” he said seductively. “How about we have a little fun before I go?” Elias grinned amorously. “Babe, as much as I love how clingy you are suddenly, I need to get a little sleep before work tonight, and you have investigating to do,” Trevor said, smiling as he looked Elias in the face. Trevor started to pull away from Elias to go to the bedroom, but Elias wouldn’t let go of his hand. His grip was stronger than Trevor remembered, and found himself a little flummoxed when he couldn’t move beyond an arm’s length. “What, baby? What is it?” he enquired with curiosity. Do it. If he wants answers, he can get an up close and personal experience, the voice whispered. Elias paused for only a half a second, unnerved. This time, Elias didn’t fight against it. “I’m going to fuck you right here on this table.” Elias pushed Trevor down on the glass tabletop, and tried to kiss him again. “Right… Hey, hey, not here, babe. We EAT at this table,” Trevor objected. Seizing the shorts in both hands, Elias yanked them down and pinned Trevor against the table. “Damn straight we do!” He raised Trevor up on the tabletop, pushed his legs over his head, and began licking Trevor’s hole with his tongue. Although they had experimented with rimming before, Trevor wasn’t really into it, but this time it was different. “Babe, seriously, I don’t want to have to take another shower because I’m covered in crumbs from you and To….. oh god… Eli…” His eyes began to roll back in his head as a wave of dopamine rushed through him, stirring a passion and hunger long forgotten. Elias’s tongue breached the soft tissue with a frenzy he had never felt before. Eating his husband’s hole out like he hadn’t tasted him before became a ravenous, frenetic energy. Trevor moaned, and began to reconsider his aversion to the activity. Then, as suddenly as it began, it was over. Elias had again caught a whiff of the chemical smell coming off Trevor, and he suddenly stopped and pulled back, retching. Trevor lowered his feet to the floor, curious what stopped their fun. “Okay, that’s the second time you’ve done that this morning, and I know for a fact I’m clean down there,” Trevor said with alarm. “Tell me right now. I know something is up, and you’re not acting normal. What the fuck is going on with you?” Elias rushed to the kitchen sink, and began another round of dry heaving. Between breaths, he began to say, “I’m sorry… darling… something you’re wearing is making me feel nauseous. Did you change soap or something? I…” Elias had to fight back another dry hurl, his words almost guttural as he choked up phlegm and bile. “I... keep smelling something chemical… like a hospital.” Elias finally was able to clear his throat, going over to the sink and spitting out a large glob of saliva. Trevor smelled under his arms, but got only the scent of soap and deodorant. “I don’t smell anything like a hospital.” Elias gave another heave into the sink, and then began to run the tap. “Babe, you’re scaring me. I think I need to take you to the clinic, get you looked at. I can just crash in the on-call room in the clinic.” “What about Dr. Grant?” “He can wait. He’ll still be there later. Hopefully. But YOU are my utmost priority right now.” Trevor pulled the shorts back up, and promptly went to the bedroom for his keys and wallet, as well as a clean pair of scrubs and his hospital badge. Elias pushed himself up from the sink with both hands, turned off the water, and just stared into the backsplash. He turned about, and going through the dining room, he spotted the wall mirror. He went over to it and examined himself in the reflection. “What am I doing? Who am I? What the fuck is wrong with me?” he asked his reflection. He observed that his face seemed somehow foreign to him, and he leaned in for a closer look. It was then he noticed that his teeth had a different shape. It was barely noticeable, but recent dental work kept him aware of what his mouth looked like. And then he saw something entirely new. The teeth had grown longer by a fraction of an inch. Reaching up a shaking hand, he pressed the tip of his index finger, pulling back suddenly as he felt the sharpness of the point of his incisor.

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