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And just got two more loads Went for a workout but was also on the lookout. Older (mid forties) daddy type was working out too. Said he had heard about me (is it bad it turns me on that tops are talking about me?). Wanted to fuck me now. I was ready to go right there in the locker room, but there were a few other guys working out and coming in and out of locker room. So we went out to his car and drove to a darker parking lot. Pulled over and he pulled down my gym short, left my jock on, and he fucked me against the car. I still had loads from earlier, so was easy for him to slide right in, and he seemed to get even harder when he realized I had already been bred. Quick hard fuck and took third load. He then drove me home and followed me up. Got upstairs and barely had the door closed before he was shoving me down to get him hard and ready to fuck again. Didn't even make it to bedroom. He fucked me over on dining room table, lights on blinds open. I don't know if anyone saw, but it would have been easy. Added fourth load of the night and then sucked the cum out and shared with me. Great start to my weekend (off tomorrow). Haven't even showered, just laying in bed sweaty, dirty, and well fucked.

Couple messaged on Grindr. Both in late 30's, one black one hispanic. BF is out of town so need some attention. They came over, took turns fucking me, then tried dp but i wasn't stretched out enough so went back to getting spit roasted. First guy came in me then black guy switched places and he also came up me. They got dressed and left me in my bed still dripping.

Chris couldn’t remember a time where he wasn’t attached to a girl. Even before he knew how to spell ‘girlfriend,’ he had one. At first he attracted them just by being the brash, confident exceptional boy he was, excelling in every sport, activity, hobby, and grade as he went. Once puberty hit, the line of ladies seeking his company grew exponentially, keeping his dance card full all the way through high school and college. Maybe that’s why he never realized there was a need inside him that was aching to be fulfilled, until it was too late. The rain had been pouring for almost a week straight since Chris had moved into his new apartment, in a new city, where he had just started a new job. Having graduated high school at 16, and college at 20, Chris was used to things coming easily to him, but no one seemed impressed or even pleased with him at work. Unnerved by his slow start, he hungered for something to distract and rejuvenate him. On his third night there, he called his current girlfriend who was two hours away in the tiny town where they’d gone to school together. After five minutes on the phone, Chris realized she wouldn’t be driving up to see him anytime soon. Unphased, he assumed he’d have another girlfriend by the end of the week, and decided to work out his frustrations with a different type of physical exertion. He was already lacing up his tennis shoes for a run when the sky opened up and cancelled that idea. The next few nights he spent looking for a female companion in bars and clubs, but amazingly he had no luck. As it turns out, being born handsome and exceptional makes it easy to get girls when you are in a small town, but here in the city, he had no idea how to approach a woman and start a conversation. Without the aid of a classroom he was helpless, not to mention the added disadvantage of working so late each night that anyone worth talking to was either taken or drunk. So there he was, stuck inside on a rainy Saturday night: horny, alone and itching for release of some kind. Getting out the newspaper with half a mind to call one of the women advertizing under the escort section, he happened to turn to a full page ad for a gym. Halted by the spandex clad babe in the photo, he realized as he read that the gym was only a few blocks from his house and extremely reasonably priced, considering they advertized services like personal training, massage therapy, dozens of different classes and a nutritionist. He clipped the coupon from the bottom corner, tossed on some shorts and a tshirt and dashed to his carport. Perhaps it was a stereotype, but Chris expected floor to ceiling windows, bright lights and a giant neon sign to welcome him. Instead he found himself walking in to an unassuming red brick building at 11pm, where a short, trim redhead greeted him. She took his coupon, promised him the first five visits no strings attached and instructed him to veer left to the men’s gym, where one of the male trainers would meet him. A slim tan blond man named Dave led him through the 4 story complex, explaining that unlike other gyms, Stern’s kept the male and female gyms separate, only combining on the top floor where group classes were held. The floor below that had the nutritionist’s area and windowless mirrored work-out areas for each sex, containing equipment like weight machines, treadmills, etc. The main floor housed the offices, private training rooms, locker rooms, and massage rooms, and the basement housed two identical pool areas, divided by sex, each with an Olympic size pool, sauna, steam room, and shower area. Chris was about to question the separation until a man strode past him in the buff and dove into the pool. Dave explained that the workout area was divided to promote working out for yourself, instead of worrying how you looked to some slut. Chris laughed, but asked again about the pool, when Dave explained that there were no suits allowed on the pool level when the gym opened 60 years before, and they’d never changed the rule. Shrugging it off, he thanked Dave and got to his work out, running for almost an hour with only a few other men spread around the large room. He was sweating profusely, going faster and faster, his eyes locked with his reflection in the mirror across from him, until someone walked in front of his machine, and he almost fell off. Hitting the stop button and jumping off, Chris glanced up as he took a swig from a complimentary water bottle and almost spit it back up. The man who’d broken his stride was the most beautiful specimen Chris had ever seen. He starred, slack-jawed and bug-eyed at the shirtless 6’6”, 230lbs, raven haired, blue eyed ripped god who had taken up a spot at the weight bench and was pressing some ridiculous amount. “Spot me, bro.” The man, who Chris would come to know as Jake, commanded. Usually Chris would have begged off, being more of a cardio guy with no weight training to speak of, but Jake’s tone made him step over and take the spotting position. He stood there spotting him for two sets of 25, when Jake hopped up and began removing weights, telling Chris to take his place. He laid down before remembering to protest, and tried to grunt out his lack of interest in weights between lifts. “You need this man,” Jake said, scooting close enough over Chris’ head that his shorts hung open directly over Chris’ face. Chris shut up and tried not to get caught sneaking glances at the firm thighs and enticing shadows up the shorts’ legs. “Guy like you probably got along fine in school, handsome and fit, but now you’re in the real world and it’s time you work out like a real man.” After Chris could do no more reps, Jake pulled him to standing with one hand and introduced himself as one of the private trainers that the gym employed. Jake explained that new members got three free training sessions, and he expected Chris to use them. Arriving in the lockerroom, Jake tugged off his shorts leaving him in an extremely-snug pair of white briefs, outlining his hefty bulge and perfectly spherical ass. Taking Chris’ hand, he placed it on his lower abs and told him to feel the definition where they met his groin muscles, as well as on his pecs, huge biceps and the back of his warm, fuzzy thighs. Wrapping himself in a towel, Jake stripped the briefs from under it without revealing anything else, and then made Chris promise to come back the next night for legs. Nodding, he watched as Jake strode off into the staircase for the showers, before regaining his senses, pulling on his coat, and leaving. That night as he showered, Chris replayed the images of Jake in his mind, and found that he was excited by the idea of working out with him again. His dick jumped when he remembered the view up Jake’s shorts, but he dismissed it as a side effect of needing pussy and seeing that much exposed skin. Chris returned the next night, and the next, and the next and was quickly the gym’s best customer. Jake made him a great deal on a weekly training fee, and the two of them were quickly transforming Chris from an attractive slim wasp-type, into a buffed, taught, machine of a man. Chris became obsessed with making Jake proud of his work, and started imagining Jake more and more in his fantasies. At first he was just taking part in whatever imaginary threesome Chris concocted to get his rocks off, but after awhile Jake was becoming the star. Still, Chris convinced himself that he was only picturing Jake because he symbolized the ideal that Chris was striving to become. Before either of them knew it, 6 months had passed and Jake was Chris’ best friend, well only friend, in town. One night as they stripped down to shower, carefully concealing their full nudity from one another, Jake asked Chris when he last got laid, and couldn’t believe it was really 6 months. “Come early tomorrow,” Jake said before they split to head to separate shower stalls. “Then we’ll go out after and find some pussy. Time to test out your new body on some unsuspecting skanks.” Music rocked Chris’ chest as he tried to hear what the gorgeous brunette was saying, shouting from the stool next to his. He tried to care, but he could tell she was hot for his dick, the way she caressed his arms and stroked his thigh, but he kept getting distracted watching Jake dance with a petite latin girl. As he suspected, it was barely an hour later that the four of them had taken a cab back to Jake’s apartment and each couple began getting hot and heavy on opposite ends of the couch. He was so caught up seeing Jake in action and getting his first play in months that he didn’t notice Jake pull out a glass pipe and small white bag full of crystal shards. Both girls jumped at the chance to smoke, but Chris declined, never having tried any drugs, or even hard liquor. “Too bad,” Jake said, blowing a cloud of something he called ‘tina’ as he spoke. “This shit makes me cum like a fire hydrant and fuck like a bull.” The latin girl squealed and shoved her hand into his open fly while they finished the bowl. As the brunette started to unzip Chris’ pants, Jake picked up his date, tossed her over his shoulder and dashed into the bedroom. Disappointed that he was unable to watch his idol demolish the latin chick’s cunt, Chris regained his vigor when he realized he could hear every dirty, nasty thing that was going on just beyond the bedroom door. The two buddies eventually turned it into a fuck-fight, seeing which one could make his girl cum faster, harder and more often. Chris planned to be the victor, having achieved anal first, but lost control when he moved to the floor and caught a glance through the open door of Jake’s face and chest contorted in pleasure as he pounded the bitch doggy style. He whipped his cock out of the brunette’s ass, and shot copious amounts of jizz across her tits and face. Spent, Chris fell back against the coffee table and watched as the brunette hopped up and ran to the bathroom. Once she was finished, she made some dumb excuse and disappeared to find a cab, while Chris slowly found his briefs and used them to wipe down his cock and chest before dragging his ass to the john. Taking his time as he passed the bedroom in hopes of another glance, he almost fell over when the latin girl was slammed up against the wall by the door, both her legs over Jake’s arms as they completed their fuck. Chris stood in the dark hall, his dick hardening again, wishing he could see Jake’s cock, but afraid to venture further out from his hiding spot. As Jake laid the girl on the bed and grunted his final grunt, Chris slipped into the bathroom and began washing up in the sink. Still hardening, he took a moment to admire the v-shape that was forming from his abs to his dick, and the way his arms and pecs stood out and shone in the dim bathroom light. He flexed and stroked his dick just in time for Jake to burst in behind him and push past him to the toilet. They laughed at Chris’ display, and Jake began commenting on how proud he was of Chris’ progress while Chris went into a fog where all he could see was Jake’s dick. Semi-hard and covered in cum and pussy juices, Jake drew a finger from the dick head out to the toilet bowl, leading a heavy beady string of cum. After a moment, Jake’s piss began to flow, and Chris realized he was fully hard again. All he wanted to do at that moment was reach out and take Jake’s cock in his hand. He had no idea what he would do with i, all he knew is the world would be perfect if he could feel Jake’s cock. He snapped out of his haze as the latin girl came in with them and took a hold of Chris’ hard-on, asking for seconds. He lifted her up onto the counter and fucked her right there while Jake watched and cheered them on. Chris was ready to cum in minutes once Jake began to stroke his dick again. He came deep in her pussy, adding his load to Jake’s, before the trainer lifted her off Chris’ cock and took her back into the bedroom for sloppy thirds. Looking down, Chris realized his cock was covered in both his load and his buddy, and he couldn’t resist wiping off a few drops and tasting them before he got dressed and snuck out the door. Chris gave up trying to explain his feelings for his friend after that, giving in each weeknight to fantasies of jerking off together, showering together, even letting Jake cum in his mouth. On the weekends they’d find more girls and repeat the fun with new victims, sometimes only finding one girl and having to share. Still too afraid of what Jake might do if he realized Chris’ attraction, Chris was always careful to take turns on the girls. One night as a perky blonde co-ed was giving them both head on the couch, Dave from the gym walked in with a teenage jock type guy, sat down and loaded some tina in a bowl. Chris was weirded out at first, until Jake explained that Dave was his roommate and they saw each other fucking around on a regular basis. Chris was even more shocked when the teen dropped to his knees and began sucking Dave off. Jake could see Chris’ shock and, before the girl noticed, he dragged them both to the bedroom to fuck. A few weeks later, they had just gotten back from the club with tall modelesque girl, when Dave entered, this time accompanied by a skater type guy with piercings in his nose, brow, ear and nipples (which he proudly showed while Dave loaded a bowl). Chris declined the pipe as usual, but the girl was on a mission to get him to try it, telling him he could only fuck her tight pussy if he took at least one hit off the pipe. Chris said no again, his hard cock begging him to give in. “Stop being a little bitch and smoke this,” Jake ordered him before handing Chris the pipe, and lighting it. Chris began inhaling as the smoke filled the cylinder, just as he had heard Dave and Jake explain to girls and guys they’d initiated previously. At first he felt nothing, but with the exhale came a huge cough, and a buzzing feeling shooting up his spine and into his brain. He should have stopped at one hit, but the model kept shotgunning hits with him and encouraging him to take more and more. Soon there was an all out smoke/fuck fest in the middle of the living room. Chris was pounding the model’s pussy while Jake shoved his cock deep into her throat, which was quite a feat, since he is at least 9 inches long and tends to get wider the longer he fucks. Dave had the skater on the floor with his legs over his head and was breeding his ass with a nice thick 8 inch uncut cock. Chris found himself wondering how the tight hole took so much cock and somehow still made the boy beg for it like he did. Many years before, one of Chris’ girlfriends had shoved her finger in his ass while they fucked. After the initial jumping and hollering, Chris found he enjoyed it, so much so that he was now in the habit of fingering his hole when he jerked off. The combo of the high and the site in front of him had Chris so horned up that when he and Jake switched ends, he asked the model to finger his hole. Eyes closed, he heard a bottle of lube pop open and a long, kinda thick finger slide two knuckles deep into his tight ass. Moaning, he began to pump harder in her throat, which made Jake pump back from the other end. Simultaniously, they pulled out of their respective ends, and began covering her in cum. Neither one shot far enough to hit the other, but Chris made sure to lick up some of Jake’s load while kissing the model before she ran to the shower. Mysteriously, even with the model in another room, Chris could still feel a finger slowly pumping his hole, almost making him hard again. Turning, Chris made eye contact with Dave, who pulled his finger out and mouthed “you’re welcome,” so Jake and the Skater bottom would be none the wiser. Joining the model in the shower, Chris was worried when he didn’t get hard as fast as usual, which she explained might be from the tina. Anxious about it, Chris hopped out and went to find Jake or Dave to ask them but stopped just outside the living room where he couldn’t be seen easily, but had a pretty good view of Jake feeding his hardon to the skater boy, while Dave pounded the boy’s ass. Instantly Chris was hard and went back into the bathroom where he fucked the model as rough as he could, focused on the picture of Jake’s dick sliding between his own lips. A few days later, Dave ran into Chris in the locker room and asked him what he thought of the weekend’s festivities. Unsure, Chris tried to play it cool, until Dave told Chris he had seen the way Chris looked at Jake, and was pretty sure Chris would have sucked Jake off if the skater hadn’t done it. Chris tried to deny it, but Dave whipped out his phone, and produced pix of Jake feeding his load to other tricks Dave had brought home. “I’ve yet to see him fuck a guy,” Dave said, handing Chris the phone before leading him into a massage room. “but I know he loves feeding them. Maybe next time I can find a way for you to swallow his spunk.” Chris wasn’t listening. He was engrossed in the photos on Dave’s phone, each of them featuring the two roommates destroying bottoms of all ages and types, Dave in their asses, Jake in their mouths. Dave continued describing dirty scenarios involving Jake, while pulling down Chris’ shorts and jock, and jerking and fingering Chris. Moaning with pleasure, he licked his lips pretending he was the boy taking Jake’s man meat in his mouth. The fantasy was so real he didn’t even notice that Dave had maneuvered three fingers into his hole and was rubbing his own hard cock against Chris smooth ass cheek. Chris could see Jake in his mind, siddling up behind him to show him some proper dumbbell technique, then popping his dick from his shorts and sliding inside Chris’ ass without any of the other gym members knowing. Dave just started to spread Chris’ cheeks and slip his cock into the crack when they both heard Jake call out Chris’ name into the locker room, only feet from where they stood. Adrenaline soared through Chris’ body as he flew back from Dave and tried to pull up his shorts. He couldn’t be sure if Jake saw what was going on when he came in, but there was no way Jake missed Chris’ stiff cock poking out obscenely or the fact that Dave still had his monster dick in plain view. Still, Jake didn’t say anything about it and everything seemed totally normal until they finished and Jake got a text from Dave. “Dave told me what happened,” Jake said quietly, causing Chris’ heart to sink into his abdomen. “He told me he caught you jerking in the massage room. It was pretty ballsy of you to offer to let him watch in exchange for not ratting you out. Good thing he has been hot for your ass since you walked in. Of course now that you’ve had a man show you how to sculpt it, you’d better watch out for more pervs.” Chris laughed nervously and thanked god that Dave covered for him. However, he was so rattled that he didn’t realize they were both naked together for the first time with no one else around. Jake took advantage of the opportunity and had Chris flex his different muscle groups so they could compare. Somehow Chris stayed flaccid for the flex off, even when Jake ran his hand down Chris’ back, over his ass and down between the thighs to show the line of the musculature. Chris asked if he could feel on Jake, just to be sure he understood, then told Jake he was going for a swim, dashed off and blasted his cum load under the water. The next weekend Chris got a text from a number he didn’t know, but he was sure it was Dave when the attachment was a photo of Jake in the shower. Dave invited Chris to come over before he and Jake went out that night, to smoke and hang out, and discuss what had happened the last time. Chris politely declined a few times, worried he might end up getting fucked by Dave, until Dave mentioned that he had a sex tape Jake made before they’d met, and Chris could watch it. Shower, shave and he was out the door to Dave and Jake’s. Chris was greeted by a familiar face but no one he could place, until Dave explained that his guest was a member of the gym and a former MLB player. In no time they’d smoked a few bowls, got the video playing and convinced Chris he could jack off without Dave or Todd (the mlb guy) raping him. Sipping the drink Dave made him, Chris was stroking furiously at the sight of Jake plowing the hell out of some poor teen girl. By the look of Jake and his fuckslut, this must have been 3 or 4 years ago, when Jake was just a high school senior. Little by little the ghb in Chris’ drink took effect, loosening him up so Todd had no problem getting Chris’ dick in his mouth. He could feel his senses dulling, but decided the best way to counter act it was take more hits off the pipe and agree when Dave asked him if he’d like to try taking some fingers in his ass again. Perfectly timed once again, Jake walked in just as Todd was sucking Chris’ dick down to the balls and Dave had three fingers in Chris’ tight hole. “Hey roomie,” Dave said, handing Jake the pipe. “Turns out your buddy here likes getting his hole fingered, especially when he is high.” Jake laughed and took a few hits, before asking Chris if he was okay. Chris nodded yes and reached for Jake’s crotch. Oblivious, Jake handed him the pipe as if that’s what he wanted, before stripping off his own clothes and instructing Todd to suck his cock. Eyes glued to the real Jake, Chris forgot they were watching Jake’s sex tape, until the star of the tape noticed and asked why. “It was a request,” Dave said, standing up and moving down behind Todd’s upturned hole. “Seems as though your little trainee gets off watching you fuck.” Mortified, Chris was too high to deny it and just blushed. Everyone laughed, while Dave pulled Todd off Jake’s cock, and threw his legs back and began wailing on the baseball player’s tan hairy ass. “Course he does!” Jake added. “Just like I think it is hot watching him fuck. He is one hot piece of muscle man now, ain’t he Dave?” “You know I think he is,” Dave grunted between thrusts. “but I think he’d be even hotter with your dick in his mouth. And I KNOW he’s game for it.” Jake’s eyes whipped to Chris, and he knew Dave was telling the truth. No words were spoken as he stepped closer and waved his hard dick only an inch from Chris’ pink lips. Leaving the last bit of distance for Chris to make was all the approval Jake needed, for as soon as Chris leaned in to suck Jake, Jake thrust forward, grabbed a handful of dusty blond hair and began reaming Chris’ throat. If it was anyone else, Chris would have choked and pulled off and never tried it again, but he knew what he was getting with Jake, and it was exactly what he needed. Chris began to jack his own meat and finger his tight hole while he slurped on Jake’s massive member. Less than a minute was all it took for Chris to cum all over himself, and soon after Jake fed him his load. Worried that Jake would think less of him, Chris told Dave he was heading to the gym and ran out while Jake was in the shower. Although Jake’s apartment was only a few blocks from the gym, Chris was too high to drive there, but did anyway, barely making it in one piece. The rain had turned to snow recently and the roads were covered in it, which meant no one was working out on a snowy Saturday night. Inside the locker room, Chris stripped off his clothes and sat on the bench, still covered in cum. He began to freak out about what his only friend might do now that he saw what a faggot bitch Chris was. Still too drunk for a work out, he laid back and closed his eyes, willing this to just be an amazing dream, but knew it wasn’t when he heard the door slam and Jake’s voice call out to him. “What the hell man?” Jake asked, putting his bag and coat in his locker, and starting to undress. “You should know me well enough by now to realize I always have at least two loads to shoot once I start partying, and you gotta take the rest of them now boy.” Chris opened his eyes just in time to see a fully erect Jake straddle the bench, hoist Chris’ legs over his shoulders, squirt some lube on his cock, and slide most of it in on the first stroke. Chris screamed out, but stopped once Jake commanded him to. The first few minutes were excruciating, but after awhile it was less painful and more of a dull ache. All the pain was forgotten once Jake was balls deep. It was like a switch had been thrown, turning a straight muscle boy into a hungry bottom whore, begging and pleading for more dick and cum. When Jake finally decided to grace Chris’ ass with his load, he did it balls deep, sharing both of their first man2man kiss at the same time. Once they were sure the gym was truly empty, they sent the desk worker home and moved up to the gym floor, where Jake added another load to Chris’ ass, this time on the weight bench. Reinforcements arrived soon after, and Chris spent the rest of the night taking loads from Dave, Todd, two other gym members and high school kid who wondered in thinking it was a club and accidentally caught Jake giving Chris a fourth load on the reception desk. Attached: one pic of chris, four pics of Jake

Last night I met up with a kid off of Craigslist, he was at his moms house and wanted some ass to breed! (Who am I to say no?) So I went over, we hung out for a little bit before he pulled his cock out and said I should start sucking him. I fell to my knees and immediately took him in my mouth and got to work! he kept his hand on the back of my head, forcing his cock deep into my throat, telling me that he has a 5 day load he's gonna fill my hole with, he's been edging for 3 days and really needs to knock me up. He stops me from sucking him after only a few minutes, saying he was close to filling the wrong hole. (all the while I'm sucking him with his mom and grandmother on the other side of the wall. No door separating us either ) He then says we should go to the shed so he can dump his load up my ass. So we slip outside, go out back, and get inside. he tells me to suck his cock some more to get him lubed up for my hole. After another minute of blowing him, he tells me to stand up, pull my shorts down, turn around and bend over. I do as I'm told and he immediately lines his cock against my hole and shoves in my ass with one thrust. He pounds my hole for about 4 minutes before unleashing a massive load up my ass! If I were a girl, I'd be pregnant! He wasn't lying, he really did need to breed my ass!

This is a true story, happened to me last Tuesday Aug 9. I'm a mid-40's Toronto-based Top. I became a top by accident when as a teenager, I was torn by two lousy tops (two separate occurrences), I resolved to become a top. I'm blessed to have been given both a nice ass and a nice big hard uncut cock, and I am an accomplished top with a strong following on Grindr, adam4adam and BBRT. I started fucking mostly bareback 10 years ago and I always revel at the number of guys (tons of 18-25) who will get fucked bare without asking any questions. I'm neg as of today. I have always enjoyed assplay and have recently started to fantasize on being turned into a bottom. Add to that all the conversion stories I've read on bugshare,net and it wasn't far fetched that I would start taking cock soon. Two of my regular buddies have started to slowly get my hole into shape. After going out for a fuck on Tuesday night I came back home and finished the bottle of wine I had started. Around 11:30pm when I should have been going to bed, a bi-married buddy I've been in touch with on A4A for about a month, Mike, invited me over to fuck with 2 other guys. I accepted and made my way there. Upon arrival the 3 guys were naked in the kitchen I undressed immediately. They gave me some G and we made our way to the bedroom. I started flipping with my buddy Mike. The two other guys were flipping too. While I was on the bed, someone made me take a huge toke of Tina. I couldn't believe how quickly this made me turn around and offer my hole. Mike started fucking me then passing my hole to one of the other guys. I was pushing back hard onto their cocks. Mike and I decided to go back to my place. We invited 2-3 more guys over and a guy on BBRT came over and fuck me with 9x6 uncut cock. Unbelievable how good that big morherfucker felt inside my hole. I came before anyone else came ( yup, no breeding, not used tothe idea, yet ) and kicked out everyone else around 5:30 and get ready for work. I can't wait for another session with Mike. This time we'll take a motel.

I've been extreme;y busy at work the last few weeks and by last Thursday the stress was showing. So late that afternoon I squeezed in a few late hours at the baths. The place was very quiet man wise. I saw maybe 6 guys right after I arrived. Not much to choose from though,it must have been "Really Big Guy Day". Still some daylight so I hit the sundeck for about an hour and tuned-out. Might have been getting too cool for the other guys so was solo for the whole time I was up there. Just after 8:00 (no more sun) I went back downstairs to shower and steam then see if the attendance had improved. A few new faces but still very few guys. After a couple of incidental gropes and pointless comments,I landed on one of the backroom pads to crash and give a little more time for the crowd to grow. One benefit of the open areas is that I usually get a free backrub. Sometimes it becomes a full massage but I rarely fail to have someone come by and do a hands-on. Maybe 10 minutes after I landed, one guy comes in and sits next to me on the pad. He starts with my legs and works his way along my backside from head to toe. Nice large hands, he worked every inch, a very good job. He managed to climb over me as he was working my back. I could feel his dick bumping against my butt, leavingseveral cool spots so was probably dropping a lot of precum on me. He'd pushed my legs further apart, knelt between them and began riding my crack with his hard dick while still working my back. With both his hands on me, I felt another hand working its way under my hip, then pulling my dick out from under me. This guy lubed me up and began stroking my cock. I was already hard from the first guys dick bumping my ass. The new guy just stood and beat me off for a few minutes. When he stopped I could feel the first guys dick being pulled back as he raised hus ass up from me. He then leans over me to tongue and chew on my left ear, moaning as his dick is getting a hand treatment. I soon feel his dickhead slide up along my ass crack, crossing my hole twice then stopping right at my entrance. The first guy is still chewing and licking my ear as his dick makes contact and slowly sinks into me. The new guy is guiding the fucking. The first guy is moaning louder and louder, then announces "I'm cumming!!" The fuck lasted less than 10 minutes. He was grinding his dick in my ass, kind of yelping every time his dick pumped more cum into me. My ass got filled with warm cum, my ear was filled with his spit. He pulls his dick out with a pop, gets off of me and the pad, grabs his towel and walks off. The 2nd guy is still on the pad beside me. He moves over and takes the first guys place. He shoves someof his fingers into my soggy hole. Rough fingers with nails. He twists and rides my ass with two or three thick rough fingers. He asks me "How does that feel?". I groan, not yet in pain but not thrilled either. I pull forward on the pad a bit to give a hint and he pulls his fingers out of me. He then pulls my ass up high and shoves his tongue into my now semi-sore hole. Licking all around in my sore ass. DAMN this feels good!!!! Maybe 15 minutes of loud slurping, sucking and licking my hole. Occasionally he'd slide a finger or two in and twist in deep, but mostly he just used his thick tongue in my ass. Next he sits back, pushes my butt down a bit, then I feel him rubbing his dickhead on my hole. He's sliding the head around the entrance then asks "You want it?" I nod yes. He asks "You sure you want it?"(This is the self-preservation part, is he asking what I think he's asking?) I nod again and say yes very loudly. He pushes his dick into me. DAMN THICK MEAT!! The whole length ofhis cock was THICK, from head to base!! I hadn't touched the poppers and took the whole thing with one push.Not that he gave me much of a chance to get used to it. He did go in kinda slow but no pause, his entire oversized cock was fully buried in my ass within a few seconds. He started grinding his crotch hard against my ass. He's yelling at me "Damn you're tight" "Damn good tight hole" He begins to fuck me. The only lube is saliva as he probably sucked out most of the cum from the first guy. Saliva doesn't last long. Soon he's almost dry fucking me. He finally notices, pulls out and spits on his dick a couple of times then shoves his meat back in but still not lubed evry well. Hard dry fuck. I'm very near the pain department but alsoalmost completely disconnected from everything else. His cock feels amazing in my ass, filling my ass. Thefeel of his thick cock is overwhelming. I have no idea how long he was fucking me. Other than giving directions ("Get your shoulders down, put your ass up higher!" "Get on your back!!" "Tou're gonna take it all in your ass") he just kept fucking me. He finally pulls out and wipes his dick across my ass crack. I was faced-down with my ass up high. He tells me don't move, to stay in position, then shoves his fingers back into my ass. Twisting and scraping my hole with his sandpaper fingers. I can feel some of his cum running down my balls and legs. I'm completely tuned out, all I sense are his fingers tearing up my ass. Maybe 15-20 minutes of him ripping up my hole. He then got back in position and slowly slides his cock back into my ass. DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!! A lot of pain from his trashing but I want his cock again. He begins a steady fucking. My hole is very sore but his dick back in me more than makes up for it. He asks again " Do you still wantit?" I'm so damn hungry for his cock and cum that I almost yell "Hell yes.. fuck me man!!" He shoves in hard and fucks hard, His sweat drenching my back, I'm drowning in my own aweat. Ican barely breathe. His monster dick and cum are filling my guts. He finally pulls out, then pushes me down on the pad. I can barely move. He says thanks. I very slowly sit up. He's standing to my right. Medium/slim build, maybe late 50's. white, completely hairless, beautiful dark pink thick cut dick. He's grinning. I'm exhausted. He asks if I've had enough. I just grin. He asks if get fucked much. I shake my head "Not enough". He says "You've got a great ass."I can't talk. Just grin. "Do you always take bare cock?" I shrug. "Do care if I'm POZ?" I just roll my head.I'm still grinning, it really doesn't matter any longer. I've taken so many raw dicks and raw loads that I've lost count years ago. He says thanks again then walks away. I stagger upstairs, I can't take the chance of laying down again and someone else trying to fuck me. My ass is too sore and I don't wanna lose the euphoria from what had just happened. I manage to get upstairs and shower. The fuck session ran over two and a half hours. Again ... damn good... (Please do not edit this posting Hotload84 .. thank you!)

Several years ago, shortly after graduating from high school, I picked-up a Saturday job in a local department store filling shelves from the stockrooms in the basement. It was a big, old fashioned place with some pretty weird characters working behind the scenes. I didn't mind. I was a solitary character, aware I was somehow different but not sure why. One day, I tore my trousers and a co-worker suggested I went to the in-house tailor who repaired staff uniforms and stuff. The tailor, who worked in a small room deep in the basement of the store, was a chubby, fresh-faced man with a high pitched voice, and almost always wore a grubby sweat-stained singlet. Arriving at the tailor's room, I found both the tailor and another guy who I recognised as a foul-mouthed character with a pot belly and tattoos on his arms. I explained the problem to the tailor and he examined the tear closely in a way which made me feel awkward. "Hmmm, well, take them off and I'll see what I can do." I hesitated and the other guy gave a dirty chuckle. "Don't worry, we're all boys here, aren't we? Not shy, are you?" "Come on" smiled the tailor, adding "get them off." I undid my belt and slipped my trousers off, feeling vulnerable yet a bit excited as I stood there in my underpants. "He's got a hard-on!" exclaimed the foul-mouthed guy. Sure enough, my pants were bulging with my erection. The room had got suddenly hot and tense and the rough looking man leaned towards me and grinned evilly. "Those panties too," he directed, saying "get them off." I was scared and excited and fearful about what might happen, but I hooked my fingers in the waistband and pushed them down. My cock sprang up and I felt a rush of pleasure and wickedness as I stood there naked before the two men. The tailor stood up " think I'll just lock the door." He did so, brushing past my cock as he went, making me shiver with excitement. When he returned, he had removed his singlet revealing a pair of sagging tits. He knelt in front of me and whispered "Mmmm....let's take care of this shall we?" To my shock and surprise, he sucked my cock into his mouth and I was suddenly engulfed in a delicious warmth and wetness. "Oooo!" I gasped. "What are you doing?" But my hands went to his head and held it as I couldn't help sliding in and out of his wet lips. Beyond his bobbing head, I saw pot-bellied guy stand up and strip off, gasping as I saw his thin, veiny body with the protruding belly, and the thick, glistening cock which sprang up beneath it. He began to rub it as he saw me looking. "You want it don't you, kid? I think we're gonna have some fun...."

I was blessed with good genetics. My father was German and my mother was Polish. I came out with blond hair, deep blue eyes, round face with a strong jaw, my mothers cheekbones, my Dad's small nose and his tendency to a solid tight build with a minimum of effort, and apparently, the German tendency towards having a big dick, or maybe that's from my mother's side of the family, I don't know. My only regret is I'm not real tall, clocking in at a smidge over 5'8", but it serves me pretty good. And at 140 pounds I have a tight body. Guys seem to dig me, which is great. All throughout high school I kept trying to get with girls and kept getting shot down because I wasn't 'tall, dark, and handsome. It did a number on my self-esteem for a few years until I discovered guys in Grade 11. I was 18, perpetually horny, not getting any, and this guy hit on me at a rave. and I went for it. The sex, as I look back, probably wasn't all that great but for me it was life-changing. I ditched the bitches and made the switch, as some might say. I say I found myself that night. Now I'm making up for lost time and hit a rave just about every weekend. I can always find a hot guy to go home with at the parties. The local rave moves around every weekend and you have to be connected to get the location. I made sure to give the right guys my ass to ensure being connected enough to get the location. The events of this particular weekend would change my life forever. So, anyway I am at this weeks events, it's Saturday night and I'm just having a great time . I'm a little high (not that I do junk or anything, I might drop some E now and then, maybe smoke a joint and always tossed back a few drinks). I spot this cute guy, about my age, kind of short like me. He's got his shirt off and -- damn -- he's got a tight body on him. Real nice. Short hair not a buzz cut and long sideburns. He's got a couple tattoos, one along the inside of his right forearm but I can't see what it is, a small tat over his left nipple and one between his shoulder blades. Trust me, asking a dude about his tattoos is always a good opening line so I went over to him and asked him about his tats. He showed them to me. Pretty hot, I told him. He broke into this wide grin, his dark eyes lit up, and he asked me if I meant the tattoo or him. I said both. He asked me if I wanted to dance and I said sure. We're getting pretty sexy up there, with him gyrating up against me and rubbing his crotch up against my butt and his hands are all over me. We pulled each other in close and kissed hard, and pretty soon his tongue is dueling with mine. He's got me pushed up against this wall with his tongue all the way down my throat and his hand over my jeans massaging my growing cock. He was wearing these white beach pants with a tie waist and I had the tie undone and my hand wrapped around his dick down inside them. Things were heating up between us and a few guys were watching us. This weeks rave was being held in an old warehouse. They had used this warehouse before so I knew the layout. I grabbed his hand, led him back in behind the DJ and down a set of stairs. I had his shirt off and those beach pants sliding down over his ass in no time and I'm pressed up against him, necking. I ditched my shirt and pulled down his beach pants. He kicked off his flip-flops and stepped out of the beach pants so he was totally naked. Fucking hot little stud muffin, too. Damn! I got down on my knees and started sucking his cock as he leaned up against the wall. He starts talking real dirty which got me pretty worked up and I was already worked up. He pulled me to my feet and helped me out of my jeans. Now he was on his knees sucking my cock down in front of me as I braced my hands up against the wall. He sure seemed to love sucking dick, almost as much as me. So there we are, bare-assed naked, in the back stair area as I could feel his legs tremble from the strain of squatting but he didn't stop or get up, he just reached back and braced a hand against the wall behind him and kept right on sucking. He then stood up and leaning forward whispered in my ear that he was going to fuck me. I nodded agreeing that I wanted him to fuck me too. I turned around and leaned forward, bracing my hands up against the way and stuck my ass out. This stud wasted no time in eating my hole. He had me moaning like a bitch in heat that hadn't been fucked in years. He stood up, slapped my ass and rubbed his cock along my ass crack. I was caught up in the heat of the moment it never dawned on me if he put a rubber on. He grabbed my hips and began to slowly slid his raw cock inside my ass. Man oh man, feeling his dick pop through was great. I love getting fucked anyway, big time, but this was such a rush fucking right there in the warehouse where the rave was taking place, basically, down a short set of stairs from the DJ,, and knowing there was a club full of maybe a thousand people just about 10 feet away. I just felt a rush shoot all through me as soon as his cock slid into my ass and I shoved my ass back against him. This hottie knew how to fuck a guy too. He'd fuck into me real slow, teasing me, then pulling out a bit, then ease back in until I was grunting and grinding my ass back, begging for a real fuck from him. I could tell he was loving it. Then he'd pull out completely then pop back in a few times. By then my ass ring was starving for some hard friction. Finally, he grabs my hips and rams into me. Even over the loud music thumping just the stairs people must have heard me yell out Come on, fuck me harder. The dude is fucking the shit out of me by now and I'm totally off in the zone. We must have fucked for a good half hour back there, easy. I shot off up against the wall and he pounded harder and harder into me as he let me know he was seeding my ass (I never processed those words until later). He screamed out as he came, never slowing down he pace. He leaned in and kissed the back of my neck as he told me what a hot ass I had and that he was going to cum again. I was totally caught up in the heat of the moment. I didn't really know he never put a condom on and at that moment I didn't care. All I cared about was that I wanted every inch of his dick in side me . He tightened his grip on my hips as he plowed into my ass. It was at that moment that he leaned in again, kissed the back of my neck and whispered how hot it was to breed me with his poz load. It registered, I had let a total stranger fuck me and breed my ass with poz cum. At first I was terrified at the implications, but as he continued to fuck me like no man had ever before I didn't care. It was done and over with, nothing I can do about it now. And for some strange reason as I thought that my cock got so hard it hurt. I hope he can take a pounding from me some day.

Met up with one of my regulars tonight after he finished work. He took me out for a few drinks and then we hit a country lane, pulled over and I started to suck his cock. It was a little hot in his car and not comfortable as it's a small vehicle. I got out and went round to open his door. I got down on my knees and went back to sucking his cock. He didn't last very long and was soon slamming into my mouth before he started to cum. Almost as soon as he had shot his loa he pulled his cock back and without warning sprayed me with a huge load of piss. My clothes were soaked through but I loved it. He must've been bursting and emptied himself all over me, I managed to swallow a little but he really seemed to get off on soaking my body. I was so horny that I dropped my pants and turned round. He managed to fuck me for a little while before he went soft but that just encouraged him to take me home quickly. After a few drinks and a show from me and my dildo he was ready to fuck me. This time he screwed me for nearly an hour before he bred me and pissed in my ass to top the night off. Now he wants to piss on me in public while I'm dressed, and has asked I I'll wear a swimsuit and let him soak me or if I'll wear lingerie for him to piss on me. I love this guy and he is a huge watersports fan, I'm really looking forward to our next meeting

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That first slam was always going to be a mindfuck, but Steve had no idea it would lead to the fulfillment of his wildest fantasies so soon. As dusk sank over the cityscape, oozing yellow smog gave the buildings on the far horizon a slimy sheen. From the 29th floor apartment it was both an awe-inspiring and often a depressing view. But as the door buzzed from the ground floor, Steve felt a surge of excitement in his belly and a sense of both dread and thrill overcome him. He had chatted online with Billy on and off for nearly a year now, and their conversations had veered from simply "How are you...?" to some of the wildest, kinkiest conversations Steve could recall having, and he was a veteran online 'chat' fan. From the first description of Billy in his urban skinhead/street punk gear Steve was hooked. When it became clear that Billy harbored some pretty sick, perverted fantasies he was simply mesmerized. Soon the chats became more and more frequent, and Steve found himself spending hours online simply waiting for the appearance of his 'friend'. Steve was a country boy who had been seduced to the city by two things. His extraordinary ability to write near-perfect computer code, and his fascination with sleazy, urban pornography. His experiences of gay sex were pretty vanilla, so far, but he had cruised some seedy places in town without actually making the leap from voyeur to participant...yet. Billy simply fitted the bill with all Steve's fantasies. Late twenties, a real city boy and with the filthiest, dirtiest mind and turn of phrase he had ever encountered. Better still, he seemed pretty much 'for real'. He harbored no suspicions of this all being an online fantasy. So, after nearly a year, when Billy suggested they enact some of these wild conversations, Steve gulped and agreed before he had the chance to change his mind. Steve stood at nearly six foot, with broad shoulders and a lean frame that was more 'natural' than gym-honed. He was actually rather a handsome man, but his demeanor was mousy and dull, and he wore very 'safe' beige and denim clothing which did not do much to show off his natural assets, which included a deliciously tight butt and long, well-muscled legs. He was one of those men who looked much better naked, but never saw himself that way in the mirror after taking a shower. Steve had both fucked and been fucked by a variety of guys from college types to older 'daddy' types who saw him as a kind of safe, 'son' option. He did not identify himself as either a top or bottom, but knew he harbored kinky fantasies about being used and abused. He had played bareback a few times with the 'daddies', but always as a top. For some reason these married guys craved his loads raw. He had never quite figured that out, but was happy to experience the obvious benefits of skin-on-skin action. His dick was cut and nicely shaped, tapering to a thick base that meant hungry guys pushed down on his cock when he fucked them in order to experience that girth and depth combined. That look of greed and hunger on their faces was something that both turned him on and Steve found he also recognized it deep within himself. It was Billy who had first mentioned adding some spice to play with chemical assistance. Steve was entranced immediately. Then when Billy told him he knew the art of injecting T, he did his research online and knew he wanted to try it, no matter what the consequences. Billy had made his status plain and Steve found that even more exciting. He was bemused why he was not already positive having fucked maybe 20 guys raw as a top. He felt he had earned and deserved it. His penance for being a bad boy. Now Billy teased him about sharing the needle and even fucking his poz load up his hole. Wild. Impossible. Wasn't it? Now Billy was at the door. Street level seemed so far away, but suddenly the reality of their arrangement was very apparent. Steve felt his cock stiffen involuntarily. He could ignore the buzz; even pretend he was out, but that would be the end of their 'friendship' and he did not want that. But a six-foot-six street punk with needles and chemicals in his bag and a huge ten-inch pole in his jeans almost made him weak with fear and longing. He reached for the phone attached to the entry system. "Hello?" "Hey, its Billy-boy! Your innocence is about to be a thing of the past. Buzz me up, fucker." Steve paused, for what seemed like an eternity, and then pressed. That was the start of a night that would change his life forever.

Pozdaddy 30 I wake up to find myself still on my belly, but my legs spread and a tongue making a meal of my asshole. “Whoever that is, don’t you even think about it!” I roll over, nearly decapitating Mabon in the process. Wordlessly he takes my hard dick in his mouth, getting it wet enough to make his next move obvious. He crawls up my body and sits up with his hole above my dick; a little guidance from his hand and he’s sliding down, taking me as deep as he can. I start to thrust, seeking to get even further in. “Please, Dad, no...” he whispers – I let him take over. He holds his hands behind his back, which I take as a symbol of his still being his Dad’s boy. I put my hands behind my head and enjoy the show he’s putting on for me. My eyes wander from the muscles he’s worked so hard on to his cock dribbling with pre-cum. He lifts up as high as he can without losing me, and then comes crashing down on me, alternating that with spells of milking my dick. It’s getting more difficult simply to lie there. I feel my dick getting ready to cum and my breathing changes. He forces himself down to get my dick as far in his guts as he can. As I start to cum it’s impossible to simply lie there, but he quickly gets his hands on my shoulders while teasing every last spurt of cum from me. Eventually I lie still again and he sits up again, still milking me even though there’s nothing left but piss. “Thank you for trusting me, Dad. I’ll make him the best boy I can for you.” Suddenly his eyes look as though he’s had an electric shock, but it’s just me pissing in his ass. When I’ve finished, I pull him down to kiss him: “Well, that was an interesting way to wake up. I’m not stupid, you know, training Bryn is going to need self-discipline on your part if you’re going to do a good job. Speaking of which, where are they?” “Downstairs sorting breakfast. I took the liberty of telling Mochyn to stay in the kitchen as well as Bryn. I hope I didn’t overstep the mark there, Dad.” “Nothing else you could have done... Just as long as you don’t start thinking Mochyn belongs to you the way Bryn does for now. Now get up and get rid of that piss. I’ll be downstairs after I’ve had a shower...” As I enter the kitchen Mochyn is filling the teapot – must have been listening out for me – and Bryn is standing to one side, feet apart, hands behind his back, eyes on the floor. Abruptly, he drops to his knees to kiss my feet and does the same with Mabon who arrives a few seconds later. Mochyn catches on and kisses my feet, but, quite correctly leaves Mabon’s alone: Mabon isn’t training him. “Okay boys, formalities over. Bryn: put some toast on, bread knife is in the drawer. Tea should be proper strength by the time toast is ready. No point in wasting time: there’s a lot to be done today. Bryn, last night put you off? Do we expect your presence over the rest of the weekend?” “Sir, not put off at all. Last night was fucking amazing.” Mabon cuffs him saying “you don’t swear in front of Dad.” So that lesson did sink in with the stubborn git... “Sorry Sir. But I have to get home at some point today because I only took one pill out with me last night. I always take my pill in the morning.” “Okay, can’t have you missing doses. Mabon, you can drive him home to pick up whatever he needs. And that includes work clothes. Not intending to keep you prisoner, Bryn, just giving you the option of staying till Monday morning. You understand that at any time you can walk out if things are too much or not what you hoped for. Mochyn, I need you making DVDs pretty much all day. Mabon and Bryn, you might as well do the supermarket on the way back from Bryn’s place. Check with Mochyn, since he seems to have taken over the kitchen, what’s needed. Bryn: toast’s ready. And will one of you pour me some tea?” Somehow it was all a lot more organised and easier picking up eager potential slaves for just the one night... Once breakfast is over, Mochyn starts clearing up while the other two go and get dressed. I interrupt Mochyn’s shopping list to ask why Mabon’s boy is incorrectly dressed. “Dad?” “Collar!” By the time they leave Bryn is correctly dressed. Since he’s acting as junior top I don’t insist on Mabon wearing a collar – it would undermine his authority. I reckon we’ve got a good couple of hours before they get back. Mochyn’s finishing up the washing up when I ask “Are you bothered by Bryn being here? Maybe joining us?” “No, Boss. Not at all.” A slight smile. “He’s good eye candy and a pretty good fuck.” Hand to his mouth – “Am I allowed to say that if it’s not cursing?” “I’ll take it out of your ass – get upstairs...” He races ahead of me to the bedroom, where I find him standing at the foot of the bed. One gentle shove in the middle of his back and his elbows are on the bed with his head resting on his forearms and I could swear he’s spread his legs a bit more. I slip my hand between his legs and pull gently on his balls; his hard dick tells me all I need to know. I squat down and pull his ass-cheeks apart. Before I know what I’m doing my tongue is circling his hole, occasionally pushing in just enough to tease. It’s not long before I’m concentrating on getting my tongue into his ass. By this time he’s moaning almost incoherently, the only words I can make out are “Boss” and “please” as he’s pushing his butt into my face – one hell of case of beard rash in the making. There are times when I think that rimming is the ultimate in sex, and this is one those times when I’m more concerned about simply enjoying the moment rather than getting his ass wet enough for my dick. He manages a coherent sentence: “Boss, please may I have your dick?” No question in my mind: there’s a pool of precum on the carpet. I catch what’s not reached the floor and smear it over my cock, stand up and give him what he’s been begging for. One thrust and I’m balls deep. I pull him into a more upright position and whisper into his ear that he can wank himself, but he’s not to cum before me. I make it more difficult for him by playing with his tits: the hard, aggressive squeezes that really set him off. I have little choice in the matter: he’s gripping my dick so tightly and I need to cum so badly, despite fucking Mabon just an hour or so before. I start to cum as a pure animal response, wishing I could get my dick even further into his ass. A second or two after I lose control, he’s cumming. My thrusts into his ass have less force now, but they’re enough to keep him going through the wordless shout of his orgasm. He stands upright, leaning back against me as my erection subsides and I feel my cum dribbling out of his ass. He reaches behind me gripping my ass as though he‘s trying to keep my dick in him, while I bearhug him and nuzzle at his neck. My hard on gone, I squat down and felch some cum from his ass before turning him round and kissing him. After a while, I break off: “c’mon, we’ve got work to be getting on with. Wipe up, don’t bother showering. You’re not going out today, so indoor clothes. In the office in five minutes...” We’re making good progress with the sauna’s (hopefully first) fifty copies when Mabon and Bryn get back. Once they’ve apparently put the shopping away I yell for a couple of drinks which Mabon brings through. “Usual household chores today, and later I want you to take this lot over to the sauna. Mochyn, you’re cooking when Mabon gets back. Mabon, get the housework out of the way early enough and you’ll have time to take Bryn downstairs for a while. But I don’t want either of you cumming.” I don’t tell you what a boring job it is duplicating DVDs, but between the desktop machines and the laptops, we manage to get seventy done before the boredom gets too much. I check my email and find out that all the extras are accounted for. “We just keep going again tomorrow – priority job over the toys. You get yourself into the kitchen and work out what we’re eating this evening.” While Mochyn heads for the kitchen I go down to the cellar: it’s been too quiet for too long down there. What I find is Bryn, wearing only collar, boots and leather jock, painstakingly rubbing oil into the large pieces of leather that got missed at the last clean-up since the concentration was on restraints, harnesses and so on. Mabon is leaning back in my chair (my chair!), helping Bryn along with the occasional whack across his ass with a belt. Bryn leans forward to get to my crotch – when I put the shorts on this morning I forgot about a jock. It’s then that I see Mabon has him on a leash and is holding him back. “Let him have a taste.” Mabon relaxes his grip and Bryn gets my dick in his mouth as soon as he realises he can. I realise I haven’t washed since I was fucking Mochyn and wonder idly how he’s enjoying the taste. There’s not that much room in the shorts and soon my hardening dick is back to hiding behind the denim of my shorts. “That’s your lot for now... Good thinking there, Mabon. He’ll do as he is for tea, but sort out boots and chaps for the three of us for later. And check the beer doesn’t need topping up.” “What time do you want us upstairs, Dad?” “You’ll know: Mochyn’s only just got started...” I leave them to get on with it: it’s not like Mabon to take the initiative on what he sees as a chore. This could be a good experience for him. Back upstairs I find Mochyn chopping vegetables: “Nothing too heavy, but make sure there’s enough leftovers for a reasonable supper.” “Okay Boss, 99% sure I’m following your thinking...” “Only 99%?” “If there’s one thing I’ve learned, Boss, it’s not to second guess you...” he says with the hint of a smirk... “I’m going for a lie down and a read: Call Mabon and Bryn ten minutes before it’s ready and me five minutes.” If there’s one thing that’s difficult to co-ordinate with having a houseful it’s having the odd hour with my nose in a book. An hour or so later, it’s obvious that Mabon and Bryn are upstairs from the noise of them fooling around in the kitchen. I take the belt out of my shorts, double it over and stand in the kitchen door lightly tapping one palm with it. “I take it you’ve seen where everything belongs downstairs, Bryn. Go hang this up now.” He leaves. “I trust I won’t be disturbed like that again,” looking at each of them in turn. “Might as well pour the wine now Mabon.” “Boss, I could serve up now, if you want. Like you said, light and snack type stuff.” He’s done a pretty good job with dhal and a brown rice salad, together with various side dishes. The meal starts in near silence until I say “So you got a little noisy and dragged me out of my book. Are you going to sulk for the entire evening? If so, I’m off to bed.” Conversation resumes, somewhat reserved at first, but soon picks up. General inconsequential stuff, except for the delicately phrased question if we’re going to do another poz movie. “Depends on how this one goes down, so to speak. It’s the first time we’ve been explicit about poz guys, just have to see how it goes...” A little later everyone seems to have eaten all they’re going to eat. To throw them off balance I tell both Mabon and Mochyn to go douche, keeping Bryn in the kitchen with me. “So, you okay?” “Yes, Sir. Kinda focussed on what you’ve got planned for tonight, Sir.” “You’ll find out soon enough. I don’t know what you ate yesterday, so I want you cleaned out. If you don’t know how to, Bryn will show you. Take your time over it – you’ll probably need more of a clean than those two because I’m betting you don’t eat as carefully as we do. Ask Mabon and Mochyn to join me downstairs and make sure you get all the water out. It doesn’t matter if you take a little longer than them.” Mabon and Mochyn arrive in a few minutes (the virtues of a wholemeal diet: very little douching needed), and we get changed ready for sex. We’re lounging about, getting through the beer when Bryn eventually appears. “I take it your lateness means that you’re suitably cleaned out” “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry I took so long: I think maybe I was over-optimistic about how much water I could take.” “You’ll learn. Those DMs and the cotton jock. Now.” I take advantage of his relative unfamiliarity with the cellar (both Bryn and Mochyn know precisely where they are, presumably by counting footsteps) by blindfolding him. He cries out in alarm as he’s pushed back into the sling, and then relaxes as he feels the restraints going round his ankles and then being fixed to the supporting chains. Remembering he’s right handed I strap his left hand in similar fashion and put an open bottle of poppers (real amyl, not the disgusting isobutyl most places sell) in his right hand carefully closing his thumb over the open top, and with my dick brushing his lips ask if he knows what he’s holding. I pull away long enough for him to say “Yes Sir, thank you Sir”. “Five deep breaths, then hold the bottle closed like I showed you. You can have some at any time, but we need warning as you mightn’t be very steady at the time.” On the third breath I give Mabon the nod, and he starts fingering Bryn’s hole. After the fifth, I let my dick rest on Bryn’s lips, which causes him to start sucking me almost violently, such is his need for cock. I move round to his ass, crouch down and start rimming him, while Mabon and Mochyn give him a choice of which dick to suck next. They stand away as I order another five breaths, and are back the instant Bryn’s hand is away from his nose. It’s at that point I push my cock into his asshole. It relaxes instantly – absolutely no resistance. A muffled request to be allowed more poppers and I can feel his hole getting sloppier by the minute. Both Mabon and Mochyn are hard and dripping precum over his face as he goes from one pair of balls to the other occasionally muttering, as though it were a mantra “please fuck me”. I can feel it building in me and decide not to hold back. This time he doesn’t even ask permission for more poppers: just licks and sucks where he can. He’s obviously well out of it, flying, as I speed up my thrust in his asshole and leave my third of the day up there...

Stealthing the twink- Frat guy gets head, then breaks the condom while fucking a twink. A few videos from my phone of breeding a nice tight ass.; http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=yvzSt-G294-#.VEnmRkrF_ng

Thanks for sharing. I blame the AIDS Healthcare Foundation and it's anti porn nut case head who runs things Michael Weinstein for spreading fear by running those ads trying to convince guys that PrEP is not and as Weinstein referred to it a "party drug". hopefully true honest stories like yours will convince others to at least give it a try. Anyone who listens to the AHF is an idiot, as long as Michael Weinstein is still in charge there.

The term risk addiction comes to mind for me when i read your post maybe that is what your truly addicted too the risk which causes your body to release dopamine as they found in a study this Time article discusses http://content.time.com/time/health/article/0,8599,1869106,00.html

I prefer younger guys when topping. I love breeding tight, young (18 or older obviously) ass. No real age preference when I bottom unless the guy is older than my father.

I fell back asleep and when George woke me up he commented that I must have liked Big John. Without realizing it I had fallen asleep still sucking the pacifier and holding the teddy bear. George asked me what happened and also told me that Big John gave him a key. I told him that Big John or Daddy now was so incredible and I told him everything and that I wanted to be Daddy's baby often and how I even liked the chastity cage. I learned then that the bottle had G and X in it and that's why I enjoyed it so much. George asked if I wanted him to take off my diaper and chastity cage but I told him I'd like to wear the diaper a little longer and that I didn't want the chastity cage removed. He told me that the same thing happened to Bobby and once he came while locked from being fucked that he stayed locked for a whole month. Since I was keeping the diaper on which blocked access to my ass he said I could ask all the guys if I could suck their cocks. He told me that more guys have arrived and they'd love seeing my cute diapered butt while I was on my knees. I hadn't thought about everyone seeing me in a diaper and was nervous but George said he'd fix that and went and got another needle and slammed me again and then I didn't care anymore and he led me out of the room. Immediately a guy who wasn't there earlier said I was cute and George told me to get on my knees and thank the man. George and the man talked but I opened the guy's fly and started sucking him and even though there were people all around I was alone with a tasty cock and that was all that mattered. George told the guy to grab my head and use me. He said I looked like I was in control and even though I was a cute diaper boy I shouldn't ever be in charge and the guy fucked me harder and faster. He used my mouth like Oscar used my boyhole. My mouth and head hurt and I started thinking how much I'd like him to fuck my hole too. George told the guy that when he finished to make sure another guy took over and he left. When the guy started cumming he pushed into my throat and shot right into my stomach. He had me lick up my drool from his balls and the next guy shoved his cock in and told the first guy that he just fucked Bobby and loved making a different boy clean his dirty cock. His cock had a Prince Albert which excited me too. I knew his cock tasted funny but when I heard it was Bobby's boypussy I wanted it more. He pulled out and told me to follow him and we went to the next room where Bobby was being fucked by a big fat guy. The man had me on my knees again and started fucking my face as he told the fat guy that he wanted to swap with him and that both of them should fuck Bobby then make me suck them and the fat guy said he loved these twink bitches. Bobby moaned softly and actually looked like he was sleeping and I thought I'd like to be fucked while sleeping too. The fat guy told the guy with the PA that he was going to cum in Bobby and he planned on pissing in him too but asked if he could shove his cummy dirty cock into my mouth then piss in my mouth. I hadn't thought about either of those before but when my guy told him to make me drink it I wanted it. George walked over and watched the fat guy breed Bobby then pull out and shoved it in my mouth. The fat guy let me suck him clean but then held my head and stayed still for almost a minute and then I felt it. This fat smelly man was pissing in my mouth and I was swallowing it and I felt my cock trying to get hard in its little cage and I knew I would be a happy whore.

Well damn.... Guess I don't need to reply since these two said it perfectly...

Glad your experience has been as good as mine. It takes away a lot of worry. I have been doing things I wanted to before but was afraid to.

Oh I didn't take it as a blanket statement, just trying to point out how i'm in the minority if the guys I have met are to be believed. Shame really. You're dead right.

the pain is part of the pleasure. if you need to numb it maybe your not a bottom?

Both are hot. Depends on mood and connection. There are times I want to be totally dominated and other times when I just want a light hearted romp. Variety is the spice of life.

I think a bit of both is hot, a guy that is always dominate gets a bit boring after a while & the same can be said about a guy who is too playful, I would like one that can be both, Now where do i go to to order it. hahaha

Went to a sex party in Queens last night thinking I'd get my hole wrecked and loaded. Well lo and behold I ended up TOPPING for the first time in probably 6-7 years. This hot masculine muscled up Latino slut was taking cum and I was too tempted so I sunk into his hole and barely lasted 30 seconds before blowing my load in him. Never was a very good top. So my own hole was unfucked but I bred someone else. An alright night.

Currently, Armond Rizzo is the best. God I love the way he takes a load.

I feel like a cheap Asian hole when I find myself get hornier for more cocks after I get fucked by more than one and took their cum many times in my hole for hours. And those who fucked me at those times, I feel more appreciation.

He raised his eyebrows “did you just cum” I felt so stupid nodding, he grinned and put his arm round my back pulling me close to him and whispering in my ear “sweet” before he bit it “so 15 minute game son?” my body felt like jelly as if my bones had disintegrated and I leant against him “what is it?”, he held me close to him as he hailed a taxi, don’t you worry son, you’ll learn soon enough” The cab ride to his house was surreal, he did not care about the driver, and I found out on that ride that rape is not always about cock, it’s possible for a man to rape your mouth with his tongue and have you do things so fast that your mind is twenty steps behind your body. I found myself in his house, we kissed, and then he put out lines of coke on the table telling me to ‘sniff them up like a good puppy’, the coke was hitting me hard, my head muddled and then my t-shirt was off followed by my jeans, socks and boots, he grabbed me holding me against his powerful bulk as he assaulted my mouth with his tongue again as he roughly groped my hard cock and arse thru my cum soaked briefs, he pulled his mouth away from mine leaving me panting for air as he smiled ripping my briefs off me “so here is the game Robbie boy”, naively I looked round me looking for a play station or something (I know dumb) “what game?”, he grabbed my hand and rubbed it up and down what was a serious piece of meat down his trouser leg “its simple boy, you suck me, and if you make me cum within 15 minutes then I won’t beat and rape your arse till it bleeds” I groaned, the coke was fuddling in my head as I slipped onto my knees my face rubbing onto his crotch, he shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose that sent me into a spin, I still remember his words “breathe through your nose boy”, my head was spinning and them my focus came back as I watched him undo his trousers letting them fall to the floor, his cock was big, not enormous like in many stories but larger than mine, thick too, the end glistened with a glob of precum, I looked up at him as he smirked, “you can leave now or suck, 15 minutes starts at first lick”, even in my coked and poppered mind I sensed I should leave but his cock was so beautiful, I leant forward and licked the jap eye on it, he laughed sitting down pulling me with him my mouth on his cock, I looked up at him, my mouth engulfing his cock as he looked at his watch and then laid back sighing “atta boy, ticky tock the mouse ran up the clock”

A bit of explanation: It’s been a while since I uploaded any more of Pozdaddy, but I haven’t been idle: I’ve started the first edit towards (hopefully) publication. Part 29 shows the major change in that I dropped the name Pozboy, leaving Mabon more accepting of his real name. Other changes are so far minor and make little difference to the alpha version you’re reading now. I don’t anticipate any further major changes like this, it’s just that having started editing before completing it’s easier for me to keep to the new nomenclature. Pozdaddy 29 “Okay, boys, finish these beers quickly and go for a wander. Think of it as an informal promo for the video. Let the guys think you’re anybody’s for a drink, but you’re sticking with me from now on” I look down at Bryn, “we’ve just finished a porn movie, the one that’s playing through there: I want to get the first batch out as large as possible, before copies start circulating.” “They don’t allow cameras in here, but the mind is a camera too: make sure they remember you.” “Okay Bryn, a brief rundown on what you’re letting yourself in for. If it’s a one nighter, I’m fine with that. You leave in the morning with the ability to say I got fucked over (in a good way) by the guys in that movie. The safer sex rule kinda lapses if you’re on PrEP – Got tablets with you?” He nods. “You come back for more: that’s the beginning of a relationship. I know that Mabon and Mochyn take every opportunity to play, but I’m secure enough not to worry about it. If nothing else, I’m too damn old to keep up with them...” I smiled. “What we have between the three of us is complete honesty. They know, and have served, the guys who trained me, who are amongst my best friends. It all depends on trust. And yes, trust has to be earned, both ways round. There are things I want to do with you that right now aren’t such a good idea because the trust isn’t there. It’s something that you grow into.” I lean back on the couch, and indicate that Bryn can relax. “So, what are you looking for?” Bryn takes a deep breath and shakes his head slightly: “What I saw on screen excited me: made me realise I need more than a dick up my ass and a cup of tea in the morning with an exchange of phone numbers you never call. I didn’t know before tonight that you three were a triad, but watching you together, and in retrospect the bits of the film I did see, make me realise that you’ve got that ‘something more’. And it’s that ‘something more’ I want to explore. I need to learn about myself, and it seems that giving my self to someone else is a good starting point.” “It’s not easy: nothing worthwhile ever is. It wouldn’t be the first time either Mabon or Mochyn have felt the belt across their backs because they’ve fucked up, or just because I’d decided that I wanted to. I get off on making men hurt.” I reach forward, pinch both his nipples and start increasing the pressure. I pull him towards me so that his mouth is in reach of my growing hardon. He licks at it cautiously, which only makes me increase the pressure. By the time he’s got my dick in his mouth my fingers are hurting. I release the pressure and lift his face up away from my dick. “Yes, I think there’s potential there. Right now, you’re a one nighter: think of it as an audition. If I, or either of the boys, think you won’t fit, it’s possible we might know someone who’d be a better trainer for you. It’s not a rejection, just us not starting something that wouldn’t work in the end, when we’ve a good idea of who’d have better use for you. Questions?” “If I’m acceptable, Sir, would I be allowed to continue in my job?” “Yes, but you won’t become a permanent guest: when you’re with us, you’ll contribute to household expenses as appropriate. I’m comfortable, not made of money: the boys both work in the business with me. If you were unemployed, I might go as far as employing you as a housekeeper until you can find a better job. You’ll continue to live where you are at present, but be prepared to spend a lot of time in my house.” “I take it that I’ll be at the bottom of the pecking order...” “Correct – unless one of the others fucks up: I have reversed their positions before now, so you might get a temporary promotion that way.” “No more questions, Sir. Please give me a chance...” I look into his eyes and see that distinct pleading look, at which point I know he’s ready to start. “Two things: if Mochyn gives you an order then Mabon does, Mabon’s order comes first. Similarly my orders come before those of either of the other two. Secondly, stop words. “Green” for go, you’ll only use if asked, same with “amber” for that’s about all I can take – you’ll be asked about that later. “Red” is a total refusal and ends whatever’s happening. You’ll be escorted to another room where you’ll explain the problem fully and honestly. The words “please”, “yes” and “no” are just sex-words and mean little more than grunts.” I pick up my beer and pour some over my boots: “clean them.” Down to the floor in the classic pose of submission immediately. I point out a bit he’s missed, which he cleans up, and then tries to go for the sole. “No way – fuck knows how often the floors get cleaned here.” He looks up... “I need to talk to the owner for a couple of minutes. Go and request my boys to lay off what they’re doing and to come and dressed. We’re going home.” “I’m not one of your boys, Sir?” “Not yet. You might be. But not yet. Go.” I quickly retrieve my clothes, dress, and make my way to the front desk. While ordering our taxi, we establish that they can probably shift fifty DVDs to start with. We’re making small-talk when the boys finally show up ready for the off and our car turns up. “One of the boys will drop them off as soon as they’re ready. G’night.” The journey home is silent: I want Bryn just a bit worried about what he’s got himself into. Back home, the sauna’s apology for the last time is still holding good: no charge for the car. I let myself into the house and sense that Mabon and Mochyn have an idea how I’m planning things. Bryn is confused. When all three are indoors I lock the front door. “Dress as you were in the sauna. Bryn: naked. All three of you in the cellar in five minutes.” Just time to change into chaps, boots and harness, then the boys follow me down and stand in a row in front of me, legs a foot apart, hands behind backs. I indicate the ceiling rings: “String him up, and use the leg spreaders: best have a look at what I’ve brought home.” The boys move quickly and efficiently getting Bryn into position. I take a dollop of lube and shove two fingers into Bryn’s ass. Obviously the first thing in there today. I work my fingers around and feel him loosen and relax onto my fingers. “Mabon: Mochyn in the same position facing the wall.” While Mochyn’s being restrained I add the final touch to Bryn: a spare collar. Fingers back up his ass, three this time and he works to accommodate them as his dick hardens. I shove just a bit harder and he gasps; I nod at Mabon who takes a belt across Mochyn’s back. No sound from Mochyn. I start working the fourth finger and again a gasp - another stroke of the belt for Mochyn. I pull away completely and he’s silent. When I start pushing my dick in I can feel him struggling for silence. A fast learner. Further in and he loses his fight for silence. This time the belt across Mochyn’s back is hard enough for him to cry out. I pull Bryn against me and whisper in his ear “that’s one” before continuing to fuck him. I catch some of the precum from his dick and feed it to him before starting on his tits, all the while pounding his ass. “Don’t you dare cum...” Each time he makes a noise Mochyn gets it again, and if Mochyn makes a noise, I keep count. By the time I’m ready to cum, I’ve got my hands on Bryn’s shoulder, pulling him onto me (the boys had the sense to allow a reasonable amount of slack). I feel my balls tighten, my dick becoming the centre of everything as I spray his guts. I stand there, revelling in the hot, wet stickiness of his ass as my hardon subsides and I eventually pull out. Bryn is still high on the fucking, his dick dripping. “Mabon – get Mochyn free to move again. And Bryn... getting noisy aren’t we? Some sort of ulterior motive? I made it seven...” Within a moment or two, both are standing with me. Running my hand over Mochyn’s back I remark “Yes, I think you were well named... Mochyn: give him what he earned from your squealing and then the pair of you get him into the sling.” Mochyn’s taste for the theatrical shows through as he snaps the doubled-over belt a few times before laying down a series of seven belt marks on Bryn’s back, one for each of the strokes he took because of Bryn’s noise. Then the boys have him tied into the sling in record time. Mabon steps up and with one smooth thrust he’s balls deep, thanks to my cum. Mochyn takes Bryn’s dick in his mouth as I warn Bryn not to cum. Then I’m pulling on Bryn’s tits while rubbing my balls over his face, challenging him to get my dick in his mouth. It doesn’t take Mabon long to cum: he can never resist using his Dad’s cum as lube. He pulls out slowly, allowing Bryn’s ass to close as much as it’s going to before signing to Mochyn that it’s his turn. I’m getting hard again now so focus on getting my dick down Bryn’s throat, leaving Mabon to keep Bryn aware of his tits. The beer starts getting to me so I let go in Bryn’s mouth – good lad, he swallows it down leaving only bare trickles running into his beard. I’ve just about finished pissing when I see Mochyn’s tell-tales and know he’s going to shoot. I move to a position just behind him so that as soon as he’s cum, I can get my second load in. Mochyn finishes and moves round so Bryn can get a mouthful of his cum-soaked dick, while I glide in – none of the pressure needed the first time. I love the feel of an ass with several loads in it, and just hold my dick still while Bryn tries to grip my cock. He’s so relaxed that I can barely feel the pressure his muscles bring to bear, but taking it slow and gently, feeling our mixed cum dribble out of his ass, does it for me and I suddenly speed up and add another load. Bryn’s dick is rigid: “Mabon: suck and bring him off.” I pull out. “Mochyn, felch out all you can and get it into his mouth”. Both accomplish their orders more or less simultaneously, while Bryn is almost trembling in the sling. I slowly unstrap him, noting that Mabon and Mochyn are sharing Bryn’s cum, and bring Bryn back to his feet, and maybe, Earth. Two two-way kisses turn into a fourway slobber with the cum now dripping out of each of our mouths. After a while, I pull free. “Okay, boys: tidy up in here, then a drink in the kitchen.” I get rid of my leathers where I stand, leaving them for the boys to take care of and head off upstairs. In a generous mood, and a wish not to be woken in the night by the need to piss, I open a bottle of wine and try to remember where Mochyn keeps the glasses now... The boys come into the kitchen and Mabon and Mochyn look halfway horrified that I’ve managed to pour four glasses of wine all by myself. “For fuck’s sake, sit down: there’s a conspicuous lack of invisible buttplugs on the chairs. And drink as you please: this is social...” I turn to Bryn: “So do we wave you off into the morning sun or do you still mean what you said in the sauna?” Hesitantly, he says “Sir, I think I could learn a lot from all three of you. Just never experienced anything like that before...” I hold his eyes: he soon drops them. He finishes his wine in one swig and gets on the floor between my feet, his eyes focussed on my dick, which he briefly tastes at intervals, the intervals getting shorter as he realises he’s not being shoved away. “Looks like learning has started already. Mochyn, take him upstairs and get his puppy-bed out, show him how to make it up and put it away.” As they leave the room I hold Mabon’s eyes. Hold them. “You’ve just spoken a volume or two... Think you’re ready for your first boy?” He nods, cautiously. “Okay, junior top, give me a boy to be proud of. You can leave your collar off from now, unless you fuck up. But in public, you’ll still defer to me, take orders and so on. But one hint of bragging, even in private, and you’ve proven yourself unworthy or the trust both I and Bryn are placing in you. Stand up.” He does so, and I turn him round to reach into his ass with my tongue as he bends over. “That’s still mine, always will be, just how our clan works. Like Ken and Bill still own a part of me. Upstairs now and make sure that Mochyn has got Bryn nicely put to bed.” So nicely put to bed, in fact that Mochyn is fucking Bryn’s face. Mabon and I get into bed before calling Mochyn over to his usual place. I’m finished for the night. I turn onto my belly with Mabon and Mochyn on either side. “We’ll talk some more in the morning...”

I've never had someone piss in my ass but this is how I would want it...no warning...just the warm flooding in my guts

Chapter II. The guys introduced themselves to me and my boy, but our heads were spinning from just getting fucked, and filled full of POZ cum. My boy looked like he wanted to play some more and approached Colt, the tallest and most well-muscled of the six guy who had just walked on us, with our asses leaking cum. Colt spun my boy around and forced him to bend over. He went to town, nibbling and rimming my boy’s sloppy cummy hole. “Push it out, man. Let me have some of that hot seed!” My boy complied and squeezed out a big dollop of Tom’s, or Blake’s, cum onto Colt’s tongue. Colt’s boyfriend, Steve, also dead sexy, kissed Colt and they passed the ball of cum back and forth across their tongues. Then, Steve pulled his tiny speedos aside and spit down onto his dick, lubing it up. Colt rearranged my boy so he was leaning against the arm of the sofa and guided his boyfriend Steve’s bare cock into my boy. Steve’s thick seven inch uncut cock was glistening as he forced more and more of himself into my boy’s guts. When he bottomed out, my boy groaned and started fucking himself against that big hard dick. “How many loads you got up there boy?” “Two, so far,” he grunted as Steve hammered his dick in and out. “They both POZ?” “Yes, sir!” “You want another POZ load?” “YES, sir! Please give it to me! Give me something my boyfriend can’t! Well, not yet at least!” I was so hard hearing my boy say these things. We had talked about chasers and PrEP and I thought we were on the same page. We had both wanted to stay NEG, right? I couldn’t have been more wrong. “You boys both take POZ seed,?” Colt asked, smirking at me as he released his own big cock from his swimsuit. Blake smacked me on the shoulder and shoulder and spun me around as he fingered my hole. “They do now!,” he exclaimed. “Fuck, yeah!” Colt shouted. Blake held my shoulders and Colt approached me from behind and eased his cock into my asscrack. I could feel myself getting more and more moist as his precum oozed into my hole. My boy and I were facing each other, both wide-eyed, as we took those guys’ POZ cocks. My boy was drooling as his eyes started to roll back in his head. “Fuck me, sir, fuck me hard! Fuck me deep! Deeper than I’ve ever been fucked before!” I knew he was right, as my dick was nowhere near as long or as thick as Steve’s POZ tool, currently fucking his brains out. Colt leaned forward as he picked up his speed, hammering in and out of my ass. “It makes me hot, watching my man plow NEG pussy. Makes me so hot that I could cum! I’m cumming! CUMMING!” As Colt released his seed into me, I felt my hole get wetter and cooler immediately. It was almost a relief after his rough fuck. It made me hard knowing that he was doubling the amount of toxic brew swimming deep inside of me. Steve was talking dirty to my boy as he lost his own load. My boy squealed with delight as he took his third POZ load of the day. Brad, one of the other muscle beauties who had arrived, had gotten out his phone. He was taking pics, or videos, of the two of us taking raw POZ cock. I couldn’t remember when he started, but at least I knew both of us being bred had been recorded. Brad’s boyfriend, Chet, had his phone out, and was taking pics of Steve pulling out of my boy. Chet snapped away as more and more cock slowly plopped out of my boy, followed by a waterfall of spooge, leaking down my boy’s leg. Chet took a bunch of photos of both of our asses, spread wide and dripping cum. He had a wicked grin as he typed madly away on his phone. “You guys are gonna be the life of the party tonight. I’m posting an ad telling everyone who’s anyone to be on the lookout for two chasers out on the dance floor. Before you sleep tonight, you’ll both be filled to the brim with POZ seed!” Tom and Blake were both jerking off and laughing. I felt my stomach tying itself into knots as my boy grinned from ear to ear. “How will they recognize us if they don’t see out faces? Take some face pics of us so they can find us!” Tom and Blake arranged us on the sofa, sitting side by side, legs akimbo, both of us facing forward, with their bare dick sawing in out of our mouths. Two virtual strangers, the last two houseguests, Brett and Cliff, were sitting below us, calming steering their own raw POZ cocks in and out of our holes. When my boy was satisfied that Chet’s pics showed us off clearly and unmistakably as cumsluts for POZ seed, he begged Brett to fill him up with his toxic sauce. Brett was only too happy to oblige. It was my boy’s fourth POZ load of the day, and when Cliff followed suit a few moments later, I took my third POZ load. The guys then had us pose, with our assholes exposed, facing the camera, dripping POZ seed. To be continued…

Just got a load. Was in bed with bf but couldn't sleep. BF was already asleep so checked grindr and found a top nearby. Slipped out and met him in the lobby then went down to basement. Someone else was there doing laundry, so ducked into men's room and used a stall. Sucked him just enough to get him fully hard then turned around and he slid in with just spit. Fucked hard and wasn't quiet lol. Ended up cumming just before he shop up me. Didn't even wait for me to clean him up, just zipped and was out. Now deciding between finding a second load or slipping back into bed.

THE PLOWMAN, PART 2 "Where to, buddy?" he asked, pushing in a trolley. My mouth hung open. I couldn't believe this guy. His attitude sucked, but he was hot. "Storeroom!" I finally shouted, staring at his retreating back. A little shorter than me, he had beefy legs covered in blonde fur, and his shorts were clinging to a nice square butt. Hearing the storeroom doors open brought me around. The magazine! Before I could react, the guy was headed back out. Stopping in front of me, he pushed back his cap, revealing dark eyes. Not much older than me, I thought. After signing the receipt, he handed it to me. "We don't take deliveries till we open," I said nervously. "Fillin' in a few mornings...regular guy is off." "Well, have a good day," I replied. "Looks like you're starting it right," he said heading out while looking at the wet cum mark on my t-shirt. "Always did like a good jerk-off in the morning." For the second time, I stood slack-jawed. Maybe he didn't see the magazine. Fuck, that was close, I thought. Unnerved, I stashed my magazine and got back to work. The next morning, I opened the door and found myself facing the same driver. "You're early...again," I commented, blushing somewhat. "Busy?" asked the driver, winking. "Not yet," I stammered. I stayed at the door, too nervous to follow him. Returning, he gave me the waybill. "Some delicate plants in the order," he said walking out. "Should probably deal with them right away." Confused, I walked to the back. We didn't carry delicate plants. Looking over the order, I froze. A jockstrap was laying on top of the boxes. Its warm smell filled the air. Cupping the pouch in my hand, I was shocked by its heat and sweaty dampness. Must have just taken it off, I thought. I brought the material to my face. The smells of piss and jizz hit me. Turning it over, I located the spot where the straps met - right in front of where his asshole would've been - and took a deep sniff. The funky smell made my dick throb. I humped the boxes like a madman, sucking and sniffing the jock till spunk filled my shorts. Cum flowed out my dick and down over my nuts. Some even ran over my hole while I rolled around in heat, making my ass sticky. I went to the bathroom and jerked another load out by rubbing the ribbed material across my asshole. I even pushed the pouch inside my ass a ways. Then I traded my cum-soaked Jockeys for the strap and went back into the store. The day was exhausting, and after the staff left, I did a final check to see that everything was locked up. I was heading out the storeroom's rear exit when a sound brought me up short. Turning, I saw stacks of baled straw toppling over, the twine breaking open, spreading it everywhere, Shit! I dropped to my knees. I couldn't leave it like this. "Doesn't take much to get you on your knees, does it?" Startled, I looked up to see the delivery guy standing there, wearing only a jock and work boots. As he pinched a large nipple with his left hand, the right worked the dick inside his pouch. "Think I'd give ya that jock for free?" he asked, winking. His meat pushing the jock out from his body, he pulled it aside enough to free a hairy bag of nuts. Working both nipples now, he pumped his hips at me. His dickhead was clearly visible through the pre cum-soaked material. "How did you...I don't think..." I trailed off. "Does it matter?" the driver asked. Heart pounding, I crawled toward him, eyes glued to the glistening dick straining the fabric of his jock. Running my tongue across the ribbed pouch to taste his salty flow, I said, "I don't even know your name." "Call me Plowman...like the store." I grunted as the tang of cum juice filled my mouth. Pressing hard with my tongue, I pushed the material into his piss-slit. Plowman flexed his dick and sent a burst of pre-cum past my lips. Pulling aside the pouch, Plowman freed his sticky, thick cut cock. I took a good look at his gaping piss-slit and big ridge before closing my mouth over the knob. The accumulated juice and it slick, and breathing out, I slid down, deep-throating it whole. Thick, smelly pubes pressed against my face. "Man," Plowman said, "you took that real easy, kid. That's one sweet throat." Taking his hands from his nipples, he closed them around my head. I heard him hiss between clenched teeth before he pulled back and then plunged into my throat, starting to fuck. I whimpered between strokes. I loved being throat-fucked! Plowman's nuts slapped my chin. With one hand on his thigh, I reached with the other hand to cup his swinging sac. Man, his nuts were hot...hot and full! "Good...tighten...yessss," moaned Plowman while fucking my throat. When he'd flex his dick to full thickness, it would make me gag a little, but Plowman didn't pause. If anything, he pressed me deeper into his pubes, getting that final inch inside. Plowman bent forward, down over my back and yanked my shirt out of my shorts. Sliding a hand into my shorts he found the waistband to the jockstrap. "Ain't we fast," Plowman chuckled, thrusting his dick harder into my throat. "Wore it all day?" I answered a muffled "Yes!" Pushing deep into my sweaty crack, Plowman's rough fingers searched out my hole. I gasped when he found it, moving his middle finger over the puckered surface, spreading my sweat across my slit. I pressed my hole open, pushing against his finger. As it flowered open, Plowman plunged in and started a steady finger fuck. I almost screamed as the dry finger tore into my hole. But once it slicked up and my hole relaxed, I was moaning. Tight as I could, I clamped down on his finger, forcing it to punch up against my button. My dick flexed in response and I realized I hadn't touched it. "Easy, kid," Plowman said. "You'll bite it clean off!" After a few minutes of plunging into both of my holes, Plowman stood up straight. Drawing his finger from my ass, he loudly sniffed it. A burst of pre-cum from his rod in my mouth told me he liked what he smelled. Standing up, he pulled his dick from my throat. "Smell," Plowman ordered, shoving his finger under my nose. The familiar smell of my own ass made me nuts. In a flash, my mouth covered his finger. Plowman ordered me to strip down to my sneakers, all the while sucking that same finger. He smiled as he looked me over. Freed, my thick meat hung semi-hard over my balls. Juice dripped out steadily from my dick and fell onto the floor. Reaching out, Plowman skinned back my dick, roughly working the exposed head. I cried out in pleasure. Pulling his hand away, Plowman brought it to his face. He smeared my juice all over his face and said, "Mmmmmm." Winking at me, Plowman turned around and bent at the waist, resting his chest on some straw bales. Placing his right foot on a nearby bale, he pushed his ass toward me. I nearly shot my load right there. Plowman's crack was spread wide, his heavy nuts hanging low. The blonde fur of his ass, which continued into his crack, parted to reveal his manhole. I watched spellbound as he reached back to spread his cheeks even farther. With his fingers deep in the crack, he pulled his asshole open, winking it at me. The jockstrap framed it perfectly. At that point, I dropped back down to my knees and plunged my face into his ass, tongue out, searching. "Bullseye," Plowman yelled, as my tongue hit home. Relaxing, he allowed my tongue inside while he released his grip on his ass cheeks. I felt them close around my face and all I could smell was sweaty ass! The taste and feel of his chute drove me crazy, I moved my tongue over the folds and dipped deeper into the opening over and over. Plowman pumped his rock hard bone in unison as i fucked him with my mouth. Jerking his dick was making his manhole spasm and was driving me more crazy. Pulling away to look at his slick opening, I watched as he pushed two fingers covered in pre-cum back past his balls. I kept my hands on his checks to keep them open and looked as he smeared his jizz over his shiny wet asshole. "A little flavoring," he said. I hungrily dove in, licking away his tasty cum. I used one hand to work my foreskin over my dickhead and shaft and used the other to squeeze my balls. Plowman moved his ass around, teasing me and pulling it out of reach. Then finally, with a force that almost knocked me over, he shoved back down on my tongue and yelled, "All the way, fucker!" The noisy sounds of ass eating and wet meat being jerked filled the room. Plowman said, "Okay, boy, get your tongue outta my ass and close your eyes." Turned on and confused, I pulled my face from his awesome hole and sat back on my haunches. Looking down at my own dick, I was amazed at how huge it looked. As Plowman turned, I closed my eyes. A few seconds later, I heard Plowman say from behind me, "Okay, open your eyes and...sit." Turning, I saw Plowman laying on a bed of straw, legs spread, his heavy balls almost reaching to the floor. He'd removed his jock and his bloated dick swayed in the light, pulsing, lubed and ready. This guy's prepared, I thought. My asshole was twitching as I walked over. Just as I was about to straddle Plowman's hips, I turned, sitting right on his face. "Lick," I ordered. "Yes, sir!" Plowman replied, darting out his tongue. With both hands, he spread my smooth cheeks and I felt my puckered ring opening as he speared his tongue inside me. I flexed my ass muscles and tried to grab at his slippery tongue, milking like I wanted to milk his thick 10" dick. I bounced up and down and fucked myself on his moaning, vibrating tongue. I stated to raise up, but he held me fast. "Hold on," he said. Gathering a wad of spit in his throat, Plowman let fly. With a loud splash, it landed dead center on my hole. "Okay," he said. I turned and lowered myself over his dick. I pushed his thick rod onto his furry abs and placed my ass crack over it. I sighed each time his big knob passed over my pucker as I slid back and forth on his trapped dick. Taking Plowman's swollen nipples between my fingers, I rocked my ass and spread lube and spit into my ass. Bending forward, I slid my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues fought each other as I tugged on his nipples. Plowman took hold of my hips and lined me up with his thick dickhead. He grabbed my ass and pulled it wide, opening the lips of my twitching hole. I laid my chest on his and pushed my ass out and around his knob. I felt the rim of my hole move over his bloated head. With a sharp jab upward, Plowman speared my ass ring, forcing his head inside and slicking up my chute more with his river of pre-cum leaking from his thick bone. Even though I cried out in response, Plowman only paused briefly before relentlessly driving upward into my ass. I did my best to push back, pain or not...I wanted it. As Plowman pressed deeper, he said, "That's it, buddy. I can feel your ass opening ahead of my dick. Keep that up, kid." The sheer thickness of his shaft gave me little choice but to accept his dick, and sure enough, when I felt his pubes brush my hole, I knew I was almost there. "Almost home, Champ," he said, breathing hard, "A little more." I straightened up while tugging on Plowman's nipples. I dropped my full weight downward and forced my hole to the thick base. Plowman's and my cries of joy echoed in the storeroom. "Hell fuckin' yeah!" Plowman yelled. "You like that?" I asked in full-on heat and shock. Plowman suddenly turned us over. I found myself on my back, my hole straining to handle all his dick, looking up into those dark eyes. "Fuck..." I said. "...you!" Plowman cut in, starting to thrust. Positioning my legs in the crook of his elbows, he stretched his legs out and pushed forward. He rolled me into a ball and started to really fuck. Grunting with each stroke, I quickly took control of my muscles. As his dick drilled into me, I opened my ass, and on the upstroke, I clenched hard, milking Plowman's thick beast and forcing his knob against my ass button. Hands on either side of me, Plowman plunged in and out of my ass, sweat dripping off of him and sometimes into my open mouth and hungry tongue. Quickening the pace, Plowman slammed into my ass, easing back slowly each time while I milked his huge piece of man meat. "Great fuckin' ass, buddy," he gasped. "Tight...hot...like being sucked off." My aching bone was pressed between us. I wasn't about to touch it. The action in my ass combined with Plowman's hairy abs sliding across my uncut rod had me on edge, not to mention how hot Plowman's looks and sexy attitude made me. Plowman's fucking began to change and his dick widened even more to fill my ass completely. Straightening up and grabbing my ankles in each hand, he spread my legs and my inner thigh muscles stretched around his thick cock as he slammed into me. I felt his dick harden even more and knew he couldn't last. He let go of my left ankle and took control of my dick with his right hand. Skinning back my foreskin, he worked the raw head, slick with sweat and leaking spunk. He worked his thumb over my knob and into my piss slit. "Jesus," I gasped. "I'm so close!" My dick almost jerked out of his hand and thickened as my jizz flew past Plowman's probing thumb. The stream landed squarely on my face. The spasm of my asshole spasm finished off Plowman. Frantically fucking my hole, his dick swelled. "Yeahhhhhh!!" he yelled, yanking his meat from my ass at the last second. As the first rope of Plowman's seed fired out of his dick, I yelled, "Fuck it into me, Plowman! Breed my hole deep!" His look of surprise and delight while he plunged his massive dick back into my hole made me start shooting again and milking him with my clenching chute while I caught some of my flying cum in my mouth. Plowman smiled as I enjoyed my own cum. Dropping down onto me, Plowman slid his tongue into my mouth, wanting a taste as well. We laid there swapping spit and cum until we drifted off to sleep after a few minutes. I woke a while later. There was no sign of Plowman. As I sat up, our two jockstraps slid off my chest. A note was pinned to one: Hey, Buddy! Hope you liked the new farm hand. He had one final delivery to make before coming here to "plow" for your Dad and us. think he can handle it? Ed, Al, and the boys..and Dad

Love hearing this bitch moan while getting 2 cocks up his ass: http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=p5pXU-G616-#.U9Pe7_ldWao

Same with me. I want to feel the fuck. A sore hole is good.

I prefer to feel the pain , when its sore a few days, you know you got a good fucking. This is why I prefer extra large thick dicks

Part 3. Zach joined us as we walked to the room. This time Chris gave me a towel to wear. I was kind of disappointed Zach seemed to be joining us, as I would have loved a one-on-one with Chris, but I went along with with them, willing to see what they had in mind. We went down a series of halls which were lined with numerous closed doors, behind which, from time to time I could hear moans of pleasure, and the slapping sound of a hard fuck, that unmistakable sound of bare flesh hitting bare flesh as the top's groin slams into the bottoms butt - which is different from the sound of a palm hitting a bare butt, which we also encountered. (When we heard a guy who was slapping another guy's ass, we involuntarily paused to take note of what was going on in that room: each smack of a hand was followed by a squeal and an "Oh, Daddy," or an "I'm sorry, Daddy," and a few times "Harder, Daddy." We smiled at each other and continued down the hallway where we encountered an open doorway, through which we could see into the room which was dimly lit, but not so dimly we couldn't see four naked bodies in a tangle of fucking and sucking. It is one of the things I like about bath houses, even "private" sex is still communal and shared in a way due to the total lack of sound privacy. When we arrived at the right room, Chris unlocked and opened the door, gesturing for us to enter. Zach went in first and I followed, pleased to see Chris had sprung for a 'Delux' room. Not that it was all that much bigger than the standard room, but the Delux room offered (what what the bathhouse described as) a double bed. Before Chris had even locked the door, Zach had dropped his towel, yanked mine off, and was reaching for Chris' towel, with the end result within seconds all three of us were naked, rock hard, and had enveloped each other in a poly-amorous group hug in which our arms were wrapped around each other's waist, while in a three-way kiss, our hard cocks leaking precum on each other's cock, and our tongues snaked down each other's throat. Somehow we ended up on the bed with me on my back and Zach on my face,,,,, and he bent over to take my cock in his mouth... Chris told me to start eating out Zach's ass,,,,, and then slid his cock into my ass I had never rimmed a guys ass before, much less one filled with cum. Zach was an amazing cocksucker, then I felt Chris cock enter my ass again, a slow gentle steady fuck with his raw cock. Despite the turn on of getting fucked by my big bro and my first 'train run' on my ass, I hadn't cum yet..... I had been close several times , but this was totaly different, I was in heaven and my mind - my whole body was on overload with too many new sensations to process. Chris could tell I was getting close now and so he pulled Zach off my cock..... "sorry he is mine and I am going to get his load.... I know you are fucking cum whore so if you want more cum, I know where you can get a lot" so suddenly Zack pulled his ass away from my mouth and soon he was his on back and I was sitting on his face while Chris started fucking zach's ass with his cock and my mouth with his tongue... leaving my cock unattended and it was driving me crazy,,, "don't worry... I haven't forgotten my little bros needs" and with that he maneuvered me onto my side..... Zach's tongue still firmly planted deep inside my ass and then Chris swung around so that he and I were both on our sides, with his cock.... coated in Zach's ass juices and who knows how many different loads of come inches from my face, I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of his cock as I could.....at the same time as Chris's warm mouth enveloped my cock..... I was in heaven.... a talented tongue eating out my ass, and my "big brothers' cock in my mouth while he gave me the best blow job I had ever had, so I couldn't hold back very long, I soon erupted - filling Chris's mouth with possibly biggest load I had ever shot. We soon came up for air trying to catch our breath, but Zach was not done yet and soon was exploring both my and Chris's body with his talented fingers and mouth, ending with his tongue back up my ass.... my cock was rock hard again.... I had only been rimed once or twice before...by tops who wanted to fuck me and clearly they had not had a clue as to what they were doing, just one of those obligatory "nice things" some tops think they need to do to get a bottom to spread his legs - Zach should give lessons.....while Zach had his tongue up my ass - Chris leaned over and started nibbling on my ear and telling me how hot I was ... how much I turned him on.... when Zach pulled his face out from between my ass cheeks to ask Chris, not me, "Can I fuck him now? his ass tastes so good I want to see what it feels like.... and he did get to fuck me after all"... "you? the biggest bottom in Chicago?" replied Chris...."ya, the idea of fucking a newbie turns me on.... a final welcome to the club of bareback bottoms" "Why not, that would be fun to watch".... and so with that - without asking me.....Zack grabbed me by the ankles and lifted my legs up and slide his cock up my ass. He gave a good fuck, not as good as Chris, but a close second, I heard once that bottoms make great tops because they know what a fuck should feel like for the bottom, they know which spots in your ass need what kind of attention to make you hungry for more, and Zach was certainly a good exhibit for that argument. For most of the fuck he was up on all fours looking down at me - but every so often he would lean down and kiss me, and I could taste my ass and all those different loads of cum on his tongue. and then he would lean over and kiss Chris, the kind of deep kiss that only two people who have a real connection could share. The kind of kiss that almost made me jealous, except that was stupid, this was just a bath house fuck after all. It didn't mean anything, just a hot - Ok a REALLY HOT NSA fuck. When Chris and Zach were not kissing, Chris kept up his patter in my ear, about how much I turned him on, how much he loved to fuck and breed my ass, and how hot it was to see what a whore his little brother was - taking any raw dick that was presented, getting bred by all of those other guys, especially now, getting bred by the big raw dick from the biggest bareback bottom in Chicogo. A hot masculine guy taking raw twink dick. Each time Chris or Zack mentioned "raw". "Bareback", or "breeding" part of my brain screamed at me to stop this, that this was wrong, it was stupid, Hadn't I been paying attention in Health Class? Sure a hot total top like Chris to fuck me raw once was probably safe, but those other guys? and now this twink, the "biggest Bare Back bottom in Chicogo? But at the same time that my brain was telling me to "stop" by cock would twitch and leak a little more precum. With each one of those words, "Raw", "Bareback", "Breeding" my hole would become a little more hungry for cock.... even though my ass was getting a bit sore from all the cock I had taken, I didn't want it to stop, while one part of my brain was saying "stop this" the entire rest of my body, and that deep primal part of the brain was screaming "More!" "Fuck... fuck... FUCK!!!.... So fucking good.... fuck, such a sweet FUUUCKING assss" Zack was chanting now with each thrust of of cock into my welcoming hole, constantly changing his rhythm. fast hard thrusts and then just as I knew he was getting close he would slow down, meanwhile Chris was chewing on my earlobe (how did he know that drove me crazy) and the fingers of his right hand were twisting hard on my nipple. Zack's breathing and thrusts were becoming more jagged now, his eyes were clenched shut, his shoulders arched back as with one last hard thrust of his cock into my ass "FUUUCCKKNG take my pa.........take my load you fu............" just then Chris bit down hard on my earlobe and his fingers nearly twisted off my nipple and I screamed out as I felt another load erupt out of my cock and Chris collapsed in a sweaty heap on top of me. "you are so fucking amazingly beautiful when you are getting fucked" whispered Chris in my ear as Zach and I tried to catch our breath. "well now you can really call yourself a real bottom" Chris told me, "and you should feel honored.... you are one of the few guys Zach has ever fucked, which is too bad as he knows what he is doing and has a great cock..... damn it is hot watching you submitting to such a total bareback bottom bitch like Zach...... And" (he said with an evil grin) "I bet all the guys in the hall who were listening enjoyed it too" Zach kind of giggled "Ya, sorry, I guess I did get a little noisy, sorry about that, but what can I say.... (looking at Chris) you have an eye for great talented, and I couldn't help myself, I had to see what newbie ass felt like, and (looking at me) it felt Amazing!!, thanks for letting me sample it, even if now I think I may have some real compitition for the title of best fuck in town" he said giving me one more quick kiss. "And now" he said getting up "I hate to be rude and fuck and run, but I have to be in the office bright and early tomorrow" "Tomorrow?, tomorrow is Saturday, what is that Scrooge making you do now?" "Oh he is not that bad, most of the time at least, the meetings next week are just really important and he is still working on his presentation, and I don't mind, I am one of the better paid admins in the company - if not the city, and he is generous with the comp time, for you know, Dr. appointments and such...." he said trailing off "Well," he said changing the topic "see you later sweetie" he said leaning down and giving Chris a quick peck on the lips "and you" giving me a slightly longer kiss "it was great meeting you....?..um..."(he smiled a shy awkward smile) "...OK, so this is one of those awkward bath house moments, when you have to admit you don't know the name of the guy you just fucked" "Josh" I said with my own smile. "Well" he said leaning over and giving me another longer kiss "very nice to meet you Josh, I hope we get to meet again, are you new to town? I havent seen you around before?" "Nope, just in town for the weekend and then a few days of business, so don't worry, you will have your undesputed title back by Thursday" I said grining Josh grined back at me, "Well I really do have to go" he said wrapping his towel around his narrow waist. "I hope we meet again before you go" At the door he stoped, turned and looked at Chris and me side by side, naked on the bed, "Damn" he said, "you two really do look like brothers" and with that he was out the door. ---- to be continued.

Ryan and I wore the next morning as we were the night before, alone in bed downstairs. The twins were paired up in the bad upstairs as Jason was with Steve and Colt. I learned that Jason woke Steve and Colt up with a morning blow job since he was still horny. Ryan and I left for home with the twin’s right behind us. Jason was given something to wear since the clothes he came top the cabin with were now in shreds. Ryan and I went out for a romantic dinner before heading home for a good night’s sleep. When we got to work the next morning I hear that Jason was already working. I was called into Steve’s office where he let me know that I had some residual checks from past videos and would get another $3000 for the video from the past weekend. I asked him about what I owed him for the help on my new car to be told that I had earned more than enough to pay that back. The videos that were being marketed and produced were solely to individuals who were into pozzing and partying. It was a select market that paid top dollar for the uncut versions of the videos where versions that censored out the drug use were sold to anyone who wanted. I let Steve know I had an interest in the video productions and how I could do more. He told me if I was seriously interested he’d set it up for me to work with Mike and Marc on video production. He added that they could use the help and I could make more money through being in and helping to produce the videos that the company made. I asked where Jason was and Steve told me that Colt was fucking him to keep him on the receiving end of constant cock. The plan was to consistently fuck him till he converted and wanted nothing but to be a bottom. Steve gave me copies of the past videos for my collection. Ryan and I watched them that Monday night after we had finished dinner. As we watched and Ryan commented that he could definitely see a change in my physique as the video’s progressed. You could see a chronological progression of my chest, arms legs and ass with each video. After Ryan’s comment we couldn’t resist and he was inside me as I wrapped my legs around his body. I was glad to see that we could fuck with and without Tina. As Ryan fucked me we knew that Jason was consistently getting it from both Steve and Colt. Jason had to be show that he was going to be taking cock without Tina more than he did with Tina. On Friday that week Jason dropped me off at work and told me he had an errand to run. He’d be back to take me to lunch as we kissed and he drove off. Jason was walking funny around the shop. I could tell he had been getting fucked so much that he probably was sore. Everyone went about his own work as I prepared packages for shipping. As lunch approached I went out to meet Steve. We drove off and I told him about my conversation with Steve and he told me that might be a great opportunity for me to help produce and create the videos the company sold. I asked why he never wanted to work with the video portion of the business and he commented that he was already well compensated as warehouse manager. I then asked Ryan where we were going for lunch only to be told that it was a surprise. As we rode along Ryan reached for my hand and asked me to close my eyes. I closed my eyes as we drove a few minute longer and he pulled to a stop. Ryan then told me to open my eyes as we sat in front of a condo in a very nice neighborhood. Ryan asked me what I thought of our new home. I was excited as I said I loved it. We climbed out of the car and went inside so I could see the inside. Ryan showed me around the condo as he told me it had 3 bedrooms, 2 and a half bathrooms with a full basement and a two car garage. When we got to the master bedroom there was a blanket on the floor with pillows all around as we began to kiss. We passionately undressed each other and I found myself on my back with Ryan on top. He reached for some lube and slicked up his cock and my hole as we began to passionately fuck. We flipped back and forth fucking each other until he was so hard inside me we both shot our loads simultaneously. After we recovered I realized we had been there well past our lunch break only to have Ryan tell me I should guess that I had the afternoon off. Ryan then stood up and led me out the French doors which led to our private courtyard equipped with our own hot tub. It was apparent that our private yard received adequate sun to work on our tans. As I looked over our new home I asked Ryan how we were going to fill it with furniture. Ryan let me know that Steve kept a storage area with his old furniture that was in excellent condition for people who in need of furniture. Ryan kissed me and suggested we get dressed and we could check out what Steve had in storage. The furniture was in amazing condition and we made of list of what we were going to use. We dropped back by the warehouse to a surprise celebration for our new home. Everyone congratulated us as we drank and ate into the evening. As the celebration continued I could tell that Jason was not looking all that well. Steve asked Colt to take him home and put him in bed as the celebration came to an end. After Ryan and I had been home discussing the move into our new home we got a text from Steve that Jason had the fuck flu. I had a big smile on my face as my cock grew hard at the thought of this skater boy joining our poz ranks. Ryan could tell I was turned on and we settled in bed to fuck the night away.

After we returned home from the fuck-fest Steve offered me $8000 to have 3 different videos produced from the week’s activities. When you add in the $2500 I already earner along with the money I had saved up over the years while in high school Ryan said I could get my own car. I knew the car I wanted and Steve advanced me the rest of the money based on future video productions. Work was going very well. Marc and Mike were spending a lot of time with Aaron and Alan. I heard that they had come down with the fuck-flu and were now part our poz clan. They weren’t sure if they were going back to school this year. Steve paid them very well for videos made from their footage during the fuck-fest. Colt was getting fucked by Steve multiple times a day. Steve knew that Colt was more than just a hole for him to fuck and that Colt needed to top as well as bottom. We heard about this skater kid around the neighborhood. He particularly spent time around our work place. I had heard rumors that he was seen sucking dick in the park. Steve sent me to find skater boy and check out his story. He wasn’t hard to find him, I just hung outside work and he came skating by several times before he stopped as asked us if we were hiring. This gave me a chance to size the kid up and find out about him. He was a little shorter than me at probably 5’5” and couldn’t weigh more than 120. He said his name was Jason and he ran away from home a few months ago. I told him that he had to be at least 18 to work for the company. Jason said his 18th birthday was a few weeks away in August. I reported back to Steve and we knew we’d have to wait to take him to the cabin. This gave me time to cultivate this relationship. I found out the reason he ran away was that his fat and old step-father was sexually abusing him by making Jason suck his dick. At first he felt disgusted by step-father, but after running away he realized that he loved missed sucking dick and, even more, loved swallowing cum. I asked if he was curious to explore more regarding sex. He said he was but was afraid to catch an STD and it was the reason he always skated around our work pace. He had heard a little of what we did inside our work place and was hoping to get a job. I asked him what he had heard and he told me he knew we sold adult toys and videos. I told Jason that he was correct and Jason asked if he could suck my dick some time. I said I had a feeling that we would be able to do that and much more is he was interested. You could see his excitement as his loose fitting cargo shorts began to tent out. Jason told me he was looking forward to getting naked with me sometime as long as we played safe since he wanted to stay clean till he found himself in the right situation. I asked him what the right situation was to him and he told me that he and whoever he was with were both clean. I reported back to Steve and he was excited about breaking this kid into the group. He asked me to not say a word to Colt as Steve wanted this to be a surprise. Steve told me to keep talking to the kid and let him suck my cock if the situation came up to see how his oral skills were. Steve told me he had a plan to get the kid into our group, in videos and partying. Every so often I would spend some time just outside the shop cultivating Jason. I asked him what he was interested in trying with another guy. He wasn’t sure but was sure to tell me that he was saving his virginity for the right situation and reminded me that it had to be safe. I told him that I kind of did the same and when I turned 18 I met the right guy to take my cherry with no regrets. Then the topic of drugs came up and he admitted that he loved to smoke pot. I asked about anything other drugs and he shrugged his shoulders and said he was scared to try anything else thinking back to those lecture you get in middle school that tell you that smoking pot leads to harder drugs and sever addiction. I could tell that Jason was very comfortable with me to the point that he told me he’d let me take his cherry. I found out when his birthday was and we made plans. Jason smiled and agreed to get away with me to the cabin. I reported back to Steve and he disclosed the pan to me. Since Jason’s birthday was on a Thursday I was to plan on taking him to the lake the next day. Steve decided to close the shop on Friday and everyone would head up ahead of Jason and me to set things up. Since Jason wanted to play safe I was insistent to use protection I was to use ‘special’ condoms. Steve took a box of condoms, carefully opened the box, took a fine needle and poked a couple holes in the tip of the condom. He then injected the each wrapper with baby oil and warned me to be careful as I slide them on since they would break easily as I fuck him. The condoms were placed back in the box and it was glued closed. I was to try and get him in the sling but if that failed there would be a bottle of water spiked with GHB to drug the kid. Jason’s birthday came and I that day we climbed into my car and he gave me a very nice blow job. Now I was curious as to what Jason had in his shorts. He willingly lifted his ass and pulled his shorts down to reveal a nice looking 6 1/2” cock. I was pleasantly surprised to discover that he was free balling. I quickly returned the favor and, evidently, gave Jason his first blow job. He was real quick to shoot and I was rewarded with a delicious mouth full of cum. On Friday I picked him up and we drove to the cabin. Jason had no clue what he was getting himself into as he climbed into my car still wearing his rollerblades. As we began our drive Jason removed his rollerblades to reveal his bare feet. I could see the excitement in Jason’s eyes (and shorts) as we talked on the drive. Once I was on the highway Jason asked if he could suck my dick. I think he could see my excitement as my shorts were tenting, more from the Viagra I took right before picked up this young, slim, skater next to me in the car. Jason reached over and loosened my belt and fished out my hard cock. He leaned in and took my 7” down to the root. My focus was more on the road than the mouth on my cock but there was no way I was going to be able to hold off as I exploded inside Jason’s mouth and he greedily swallowed every drop. We continued to chat and I was able to get him excited about taking his first cock up the ass. The biggest grin appeared on Jason’s face as we pulled off the highway and up to the cabin. They rest of our clan had parked their cars out of view as Jason and I walked inside the cabin. Jason asked who owned the cabin to which I told him the guy who owned our shop. It’s a company perk to be able to use the cabin free of charge. Jason then saw the sling set up and hopped in as he commented that it looked like a lot of fun to use. I told him that it was and would be a comfortable way to lose his cherry. I kissed him as he sat on the edge of the sling. I was guessing that was his first kiss. There was still faint taste of my cum on his lips as he let my tongue enter his mouth. As we kissed I was able to get him to settle back in the sling and placed his bare feet in the stirrups. He looked at the restraints on the chains and asked what they were used for. I told him that I’d show him if he was ok with that. He agreed and I easily slipped his wrist and ankles into the bindings and secured them. I asked him how he felt and he said he was a little uncomfortable. I kissed him again and he seemed to relax as we were being joined by the rest of the group. I was surprised to see Aaron and Alan there only to be told that they were not going back to school and were moving in with Marc and Mike. With the new influx of prime videos to sell Steve needed more help at the shop in production and distribution. Aaron and Alan were going to start working as soon as they settled in with the current twins. As the group of naked men gathered I could see the panic in Jason’s face. I kept the lead on the activity to help keep him quiet until Steve worked a gag in his mouth. Ryan took some scissors and Jason’s clothes were cut from his slim body. His t-shirt was removed first followed by his shorts. Steve came over and handed me a couple red tinge points for Jason as the group watched me administer his first slam and a double slam at that. Jason began to try and speak through the gag as he shook his head back and forth. I spoke calmly to him as I described what was going to happen. I assured him that everything would be fine and he’d enjoy himself as he lost his cherry and joined our collective group. I told him that he could get seriously hurt if he resisted as a tourniquet was placed on his arm I wiped his arm with an alcohol prep. Jason began to breathe heavily as I found two good veins and hit each one with a point. I registered the faithful flash of blood and slowly emptied each barrel into the skater boy. Steve pulled the gag off as I removed the tourniquet. Jason never got the chance to say anything as the drugs hit him hard. He coughed out hard 4 times and you could see the look in his face change from horror to lust. I was told to step between his legs and take his cherry since I had done the leg work getting him to the cabin. I moved between Jason’s legs as Ryan handed me my point. I got on my knees and started off eating his virgin ass. I decided to take my time with Jason so that he’d feel good about what would be going on that weekend. The twins were setting up the other slings as I was eating Jason ass. Almost as soon as I began to work my tongue inside his tight hole he began to moan. The more I tongued him, the more he moaned; the more he moaned, the more his hole began to open up to the point it was sucking on my tongue. I knew it was time to take his cherry and stood up to take position. My cock was rock hard and slid balls deep in one stroke. I could see the look in Jason’s eyes and he knew he was being penetrated. I pumped his ass a couple times as I fixed the tourniquet on my arm and wiped the vein with alcohol. I ground my cock in deep as I search for a good vein, stuck the point in and gave myself me slam. I resumed fucking Jason and asked Ryan to pull off my tourniquet. I was really turned on by all this and when the tourniquet was removed I coughed out a couple time and felt like I was going to explode inside Jason’s hole. Ryan stepped up near Jason’s head and offered the skater kid his cock to suck. I was breathing hard as I continued to fuck Jason. The feeling in my groin built and within minutes I grunted out as I filled Jason’s virgin (and neg) ass. It was the strongest orgasm I had ever experienced and collapsed on top of Jason. I looked into his eyes as we kissed. I pulled out and Steve took my place. Ryan helped me over to the bed to lie back for a moment but was not going to let me off that easy. He placed my legs on his shoulders and shoved his lubed cock inside me. It felt amazing to get fucked just after I filled Jason with my charged cum. Once the 3 other slings were set up the twins paired off and began fucking while Colt got his dick sucked by Jason. Ryan took his time fucking me, occasionally stroking my semi-hard cock as he went, our eyes locked in a glance that we knew was pure love. Everyone took a turn fucking and seeding Jason before we started again. As we began the second round we let Jason’s hands free making him able to reach for a body to give him a cock to suck. When his hands roamed to feel the cock sliding inside himself he couldn’t feel a condom. I was standing next to him when he commented that the cock inside him was bare. I leaned in, kissed him then told him that if he wanted to work with us he had to become one of us. He asked what that meant and Steve told him he had to be a partier that’s why he was given a slam of Tina, and he had to be poz. You could see the look of slight panic on his face as he realized what that meant. I reminded him that he came to me and asked about a job. I conducted and interview and this was his pre-employment testing. Steve was fucking him and told him that he passed and was hired. Jason seemed to relax after that and got a big grin on his face. I asked how he was feeling to which he replied he felt fucking fantastic. He asked me about the slam and Tina. I let him know that he had no worries about getting hooked, that we all watch over each other regarding drugs. Steve leaned in and kissed Jason as he deposited another load. After he had finished he let Jason know that he was going to not only give him a job, but a place to live with him and Colt. That made Jason very happy. As the sun peaked through the widows and we knew it was time for a break. We headed out to the lake for some sun and fun. Jason needed some help as Colt walked him out to the dock. We swam around as the twins seem to cling together.

We all needed a break and a moon light swim before we continued. We each took a shower after our swim and prepared for some more partying. This was the last time we’d party while at the cabin since we were running low on supplies. I decided to make the most of it and after all the points were prepped I used what was left for a double slam and planned on spending the rest of the time in the sling. I settled in the sling with my points in hand. Colt helped me with the tourniquet as I wiped my arm and stuck a good vein with first one point then the second point. I quickly registered a flash of blood and slowly emptied both into my arm. I pulled the points from the vein and waited a few seconds before pulling the tourniquet off. The rush was amazing and the cough felt even better. I looked around to see action in every sling and on the bed. The twink was working on Colts hole. I knew he’d be wrist deep real quick. Ryan knelt between my legs and began to give me an excellent rimming as I began to moan. He rimmed me for a lot longer than I expected. I looked down at him and between moans asked when he was going to fuck me. He took time to tell me when he’s good and ready and feels that I’ve earned his cock. I got the message and knew I’d have to beg him before he would consider sliding inside my hole. As Ryan continued to work on my hole I could hear the slapping of bodies and fucking from the others. Colt was really moaning as the twink was in just past his wrist. Marc was next to him with the spray and rag as the twink’s companion was fucking him. Aaron and Alan were using the second sling as Steve fucked Mike in the last sling. Seeing and hearing all the action around me got me moaning and begging for Ryan to fuck me. He kept up the tongue work far past my breaking point as he started to slowly stroke my limp cock. Ryan told me he’ll fuck me when I my cock gets hard. With the slam I did I wasn’t sure if that was possible but thinking back I concentrated on the tongue in my ass and watch the action around me. I was looking intently as the twink and Colt as the twink slid in to his elbow as Marc kept feeding him the rag and spray as he got was getting hammered by the twinks buddy. Aaron and Alan were trading positions and Steve was starting to pound away at Mike Before I knew it Ryan commented on my hardening cock as he stood up and began to fuck me. I looked into his eyes and felt something deep inside me that was more than just a fuck. Ryan leaned in to kiss me and I could see in his eyes that he really cared for me. We kissed some more and as he stood back up he said the words I would never forget. He told me he loved me! Ryan fucked me for what seemed like an eternity. I heard Steve and the twink’s buddy grunt as they shot their loads and looked over to see the twink now fucking Colt. Ryan began to pound at my hole which made my cock start to leak. Ryan’s cock began to grow harder as he unloaded inside me. I had yet to cum as he held still trying not to push me over the edge. After I felt his cock slip from my ass he suggested we switch and I fuck him. I climbed out and Ryan climbed into the sling. I was still rock hard but had the need to piss. I told Ryan I was going to go piss when he told me to piss inside him. With all the Tina in my system I’d give him an added high. He pulled me closer and guided my semi-hard cock into his lubed hole. It took me a while to concentrate and let loose a nice steady stream and Ryan said he could feel my piss filling his hole. He had me remain still for a few while his body absorbed the Tina piss I had just deposited. We kissed while we waited and when Ryan felt the jump in his high he told me to slowly start fucking him. I could feel that there was still some piss inside as I began to fuck my man. It was strange, I wasn’t sure if he was absorbing my piss or if it was draining back into his gut. Needless to say I worked up a nice rhythm as Ryan ran his hand down my chest, across my abs and down to where we were joined. As he had done to me I started to stroke his semi-hard cock. The moans began to escape from his mouth as we could hear the action around. I wanted to get Ryan off before I unloaded inside his hole. I began to tease him and play with his balls as I stroke his hardening prick. Ryan could see the determination in my eyes as he warned me that he was getting close. I told him good, I bet that he would cum before I filled his ass. The grin on his face told me that I was right as he started to shoot all over his chest and abs. I knew it was time to lay into him and began to pound away at his hole. I kept a steady pace while Ryan lay there moaning more and more. As I got closer to cumming I decided to start stroking his limp dick. That drove him crazy as I felt his as twitch around my cock. It wasn’t much longer when I began to pant and then groan as I filled Ryan’s ass with my cum. After I finished with Ryan, Colt wanted my hole again as Ryan took the twink to fuck. Aaron and Alan were each getting fucked by Marc and Mike as Steve was fucking the twink’s buddy. The week’s activities were coming to an end. We cleaned the cabin and slept before we all headed home. The twink and his buddy were first to leave as the rest of us relaxed by the lake. Steve announced that we could have off Monday and Tuesday the following week to recover. Before we all headed home for some well deserved sleep.

Once Marc and Mike unloaded inside the twin they were fucking they pulled out allowing the twin they had just vacated to finish up. Aaron began to pound me with little mercy (not like I needed or wanted). I could feel his cock growing harder than I had ever felt when he grunted and groaned. He slammed back in one more time and I felt his hard cock spasm inside my cum filled hole. Shortly thereafter Alan grunted and filled Colt. We climbed out of the sling and refreshed ourselves with a nice dip in the lake followed by a relaxing shower. Once we were all settled back together we each were given a point. Ryan gave me a kiss right before he sat down to administer our slams. Aaron and Alan wasted no time in shooting up as Marc and Mike followed suit. Once again were all flying and fucking but this time we pretty much stuck to our pairings. Colt, the twink and I were on the bed with our heads close to each other allowing us to kiss as we were fucked. The twink change positions so he was on his back. Colt and I were moved closer together so that the twink was now beneath us and able to suck our cocks. The twink would switch off sucking me, then Colt. The guy who came first would be the loser and then have to suck Aaron and Alan as they got fucked. Ryan said he had his money on me to win. It didn’t take long till Colt shot is load down the twink’s throat. Colt got on the bed on his back as Aaron and Alan got on all fours with Marc and Mike doing the fucking. This took a while and eventually Colt got tired and the twink and I took turns sucking. This left Aaron and Alan with nonstop stimulation on their cocks. This brought them to orgasm almost simultaneously with Alan cumming in my mouth slightly before Aaron shot his load into the twinks. This left myself, Aaron and the twink left in the competition. All three of us got on all fours as Ryan was set to fuck me, Mike was going to fuck Aaron and the twink was to be fucked by his buddy. That left Marc, Alan and Colt to lie beneath each of to do the sucking while Steve took turns fucked each of the losers as they sucked cock. The game began and I concentrated to intently on pleasing Ryan as he fucked me Colt commented that I was limp as a wet noodle. Steve called out the pace which varied in speed, depth and intensity. I remained focused on Ryan and heard the twink cum firsts followed by Alan as I kept working to please Ryan. Colt kept sucking and was eventually replaced by the twink as Ryan kept on fucking. It took another 15-20 minutes and a couple fresh set of lips to finally bring me to the brink of orgasm. It was a strong orgasm that seemed to coincide with the one Ryan was having inside me as I heard him grunt out as he shot. We all needed a break and a moon light swim before we continued.

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Steve and Billy... Part 4 Billy buzzed Leroy up to the apartment without even bothering to rouse Steve, who was still a spent heap of sweating, panting, fucked-up poz-pig; curled up on the sofa. Still, there was a look of yearning and anticipation in his eyes... “My MAN! How are you doin’?” beamed Leroy as he entered the room. He hugged Billy and his huge, muscular arms wrapped tightly around Billy’s generously muscled body. Standing about six-foot three, Leroy was a man you simply could not miss. Around 45, Jamaican, shaven-headed and covered in tattoos. When he smiled a line of irregular gold caps shone from every tooth. His face was handsome, but battle-scarred. And he was built. Seriously built! This was not just muscle from the gym. You could sense that Leroy had lived a hard, physical life and his body had responded by giving his shape a definition that was awesome for a man of his age. Leroy wore tattered, faded shorts and a loose, well-worn t-shirt. His big brown boots were scuffed and had never seen polish. But, he looked a man of style, nonetheless! “So, you called in the heavy artillery, man?” smiled Leroy. “Yes, this pig has just been slammed and bred rough, but I think he’s still a hungry pig-cunt who wants and needs more. I figured you were just the man for the job. I know how you like to breed a nice well-fucked and sloppy hole!” Billy laughed. “You got some gear?” questioned Leroy. Billy nodded at the bottles and needle on the side table. Leroy smiled. “So, fuck-pig, are you ready for some more Tina and some hot black dick?” Steve smiled, vaguely. “I’ll take that as a yes!” Steve showed his arm, bruised from the previous slam. He held it out with a greedy, yet quizzical look. What was another slam going to feel like? Billy laughed... “Look Leroy. The pig thinks he’s getting slammed first! Boy, he needs to learn his place and some fucking manners!” Billy, slowly and methodically followed the same ritual he had showed Steve earlier in the evening. He wrapped the rubber hose tight around Leroy’s bulging bicep, but there was little need. His veins were very prominent and soon the slam was complete. As he refilled the syringe, Steve could not help noticing that the container with the liquid T was turning pink and blood stained. The same needle had been used throughout... Next, Billy wrapped his arm tight, clenched his fists and slammed himself another big T-load. Carefully, he pulled the needle back slightly and about 1ml of his blood remained in the syringe. “I’m gonna blood-slam you this time, pig! See, there’s my fresh blood in there. But it was Leroy who infected me. And he’s got one nasty, drug-resistant strain too! He doesn’t exactly lead a ‘regular’ life, so he is off and on meds. His viral load is way, way off the scale...” With this Leroy offered back his other arm and Billy withdrew blood carefully. Then, he added in a generous slam from the rapidly depleting bottle of T-mix and offered up the deep, pink mix to the light to release the remaining air from the syringe. “Now, lets see that arm again, fuck-pig!” Knowing he had no choice, Steve offered up his arm. He felt so fucking horny; he would do anything to sustain this rush! He watched as the blood-slam flowed into him. He could hardly believe he was so turned on by the sight of this. This was way beyond his wildest cyber-wank fantasies, but the sheer extreme nature of the game was making him gag with sexual excitement and naked lust for cock, any cock. Without saying a word, Leroy and Billy proceeded to undress completely. Clearly they were used to working as a pig-team! It was great to see Billy fully naked for the first time; thought Steve, and Leroy was one hot, black dude! In his T-fuelled reverie, Steve suddenly clocked Leroy’s huge dick. Holy shit! It seemed to stretch halfway down his thigh, and was tipped with a seriously scary piece of metal. It was a PA, but unlike any PA Steve had ever seen before. It was massive! “Come over here and worship some serious meat, fucker!” Billy barked at Steve. Steve crawled on his hands and knees, using all his strength, towards the two sexed-up fuck-gods in his living room. He started sucking Billy’s rock-hard cock again, but all his focus was on the gleaming, dark flesh-pole that was moving towards him. It was not yet even halfway hard, but it was an extraordinary sight. Sucking deep on Steve’s meat, he smelled the powerful stench of cock-cheese on Leroy’s uncut dick. Clearly this was not a man who washed too often, but the smell and the dark, powerful smell of sweat and piss and cum combined to drive his senses even wilder. “Time to taste mine now pig...” ordered Leroy, yanking Steve across the floor and pushing his mouthy towards his groin. Steve opened wide and felt the huge cockhead enter his mouth and wondered if he was going to get even the head in his mouth, never mind the shaft down his throat. The girth was immense and growing fast! But lust and Tina drove him onwards and he relaxed his jaw like the cock-sucking pro he was becoming. Leroy, ground his hips and worked his cock in smooth circles in Steve’s mouth and started speeding up the motion whilst pushing ever deeper. “Man, this pig can suck dick!” Leroy gasped. “I bet his little fuck-hole is sa-weet!” Billy grabbed Steve’s hips and pulled them up so that he went from kneeling to standing in a bent position in one deft manoeuvre. Relentlessly Leroy carried on fucking his face and Steve felt Billy’s cock slide deep into him in one brutal push. Now both were riding him; using him like the cum-whore he wanted to be. Billy and Leroy simply smiled at each other as they pleasured themselves. They had found themselves another pig for their rapidly expanding stable... Then, at a nodded signal, Billy slid his meat out and came round to replace Leroy fucking Steve’s face. This could only mean one thing... Steve knew he was going to experience the biggest cock he had ever seen. And it was hard as a rock. So all those bitchy gay stories about big ones staying soft were simply envy talking... Fuck! Then suddenly it was in him... first the huge head, then the shaft that thickened in the middle and bent slightly downwards. He had imagined a searing pain, but the feeling was just of being stretched almost unimaginably. Deeper, wider than he thought possible. He had laughed in sex stores at dildos smaller than this, thinking that nobody could possibly ever take them. Now he was being ridden, and ridden hard, but this monster dick. And it felt so good... For what seemed like hours the two studs pumped and fucked his hole. Switching and sharing his hot, bleeding arse. But Steve was feeling no pain, just elation and endorphin-rush heaven! Billy loaded into him first. But this guy seemed ever-hard, and soon he was back in the game! The first time Leroy seeded his hole he howled like a wolf and pushed his hips brutally so that his meat was buried all the way in Steve, who bucked and pushed back onto him like the pig he had become. Steve was almost losing count of the loads inside him when Billy stopped fucking him suddenly... “I think this pig is ready to experience your secret weapon Leroy my man!” With this Leroy dug into the pocket of his pants and pulled out a big lump of shining metal. He unscrewed the PA ring at the tip of his dick and pushed this new metal object through and tightened it carefully. Steve gasped as he caught sight of the PA. It was a massive full steel ring, studded with three short, stumpy metal spikes. Fuck no! His arse was about to be wrecked...

Steve and Billy Part 3... Billy knew that Steve was both shit-scared and horny. He could spot the signs of a proto-pig a mile away... The look of hunger and longing in those deep, baby-blue eyes. The panting, hungry breathing pattern. The body language that said he was both temporarily spent, but eager as hell to experience whatever happened next... "Get that pretty little arse over here now, fucker! Now I said!" growled Billy. With a swift, fluid movement Steve crawled over towards the object of his lust and knelt at his feet. Shit! He was offering his submission to this sex animal without even being asked to do so. Billy smirked. "You really want this bad don't you fuck-pig!? So all that cyber-stuff was for real. Well, that's good mate, 'cos I wasn't planning on fucking about either! You asked for this, so many times, and in so many ways... Now you're going to get it! Now, give me your left arm fucker. Lay it flat, palm side up on the table." Steve obeyed without hesitation. What the fuck was he doing? But the excitement was making his heart pound like a bass-drum in his chest... Without a word Billy wound the rubber tourniquet tightly around his bicep and examined the exposed veins at his elbow joint. He picked a prominent one, took the loaded syringe, tapped it to release any last tiny bubbles and pushed til one drop of clear fluid dripped freely. Like a medical pro he positioned the needle flat to the blue vein and with a slow, steady pressure the needle slid in... Steve watched, both mesmerised and sweating with the fear and thrill of it! What he wasn't expecting was for Billy to draw the syringe back, so that a drop of blood seeped its way into the clear fluid. Then with a definite push Billy emptied the contents into his system. The deed was done. For a moment Steve wondered if it was all a scam, or an elaborate hoax, as he felt nothing happen. Then with a roar of sensation the T took hold and he felt amazing! So many things at once. Relaxation, a sense of power, hunger and a physical change in his body that made him feel invincible... And horny as hell! Steve almost floated back onto the floor once Billy had withdrawn the needle and removed the tourniquet. He was listening to himself laughing out loud. Then watched, wrapped with attention, as he watched Billy take a second slam with the same needle and skillfully slammed himself. Fuck, it looked horny!!! Now Billy stood above him like a colossus, his strong legs locked astride his chest and his huge dick was rock solid and proud again. How did he do that so quickly after that first gushing load? Billy could see the quizzical look on his face, and laughed aloud too. "Some people get Tina dick." He pointed at Steve's flaccid cock. "And some lucky fuckers get to play all night long. My Grandma, the gypsy-bitch, always said I was born lucky...!" "Now get up here and worship my meat. The only lube you are getting is your own spit, so make it nice and wet you cock-sucking fuck-pig!" Steve rose slowly and carefully, and then knelt in obeisance to the man-meat. He dove onto it like a man who had not eaten for a month. His hunger shocked and surprised him, but not long enough to make him stop sucking... Deep, deeper and finally to his amazement he was swallowing it all down without the slightest signs of gagging. He sucked for all he was worth, clearly loving it! The saliva slicked the huge pole and dripped from the sides of his mouth. He cared nothing for how he looked and focused 100% on the job in hand. Then, suddenly, Billy grabbed his head halfway down the shaft and held it firmly in position with the vice-like grip of his two strong hands. "I think the fuck-pig cock-sucker is having way too much of a good time... Let's see if your arse is as hungry shall we?" Then, with a simple fast movement Billy lifted him bodily to his feet and pushed him roughly, head-first onto his knees on the wide leather sofa. His delicious arse was stood there to attention and Billy could almost swear he heard it saying 'please, fuck me!'... He positioned the huge mushroom head to the puckered hole and slid in there with surprising subtlety. He knew from past experience that many guys fantasised about a dick like his mounting them roughly, but few could actually take it without screaming the place down! So he was two-thirds into Steve's hole before he even realised what was happening. Then, like the experienced fucker he was, Billy pushed past the second ring, using the T-hunger and lowering of inhibitions that the T had created in Steve to make it seem effortless. This pig was starting to impress him! Now he was riding him, grabbing his hips and using him rough and fucking hard. Though tight, it was clear this pig wanted to take anything and everything Billy had to offer. Cool, he figured, so be it... In the space of less than 5 seconds Billy withdrew, flipped Steve on his back with his ankles over his shoulders and had plunged his pole back in there. Then with an intense rhythmic pounding Steve was taken to arse heaven and beyond. For 30 - or was it 60? - minutes Billy fucked relentlessly, grunting filth in his ear and telling him about his plans to own his arse completely. Then, as Steve began to feel he could take very little more, Billy reached his hand down to jerk his dick and it came up red with blood from Steve's raw pounded meat-hole. This sight clearly turned Billy on and with a series of monumental thrusts and moans he spat his poz load into Steve's wrecked hole. Grunting and still spasming, Billy pulled out his dick and forced it into Steve's mouth. "Taste that fucker. That's your arse, blood and my breeding-load. Now you're the pig you always wanted to be... How does it feel?" But Steve was beyond words...

Steve and Billy... Part 2 When Billy entered the main room of his 29th floor apartment the atmosphere changed. Instantly, Steve knew this was going to be a life changing night! His online 'friend' was everything he dreamed of, and more... Six-foot-six plus in his 20-hole black boots and his bleached jeans wrapped so tight around bis muscular thighs, you would almost think they were sprayed on! "Hello you kinky fucker!" said Billy, surprisingly loudly! "You've got me all steamed up online and now it's my turn to show you a good time, isn't it? Like what you see?" Steve nodded rather sheepishly and offered Billy a beer, which he gulped down in one and held out his bottle for a refresher before Steve had even sipped his. "You'd better stick to a soft drink mate. I've got a special little brew for you that's does not mix too well with alcohol, unless you're used to it!" So this was the start of his 'initiation', Steve thought... Game on! Without any further word or invitation, Billy lunged at Steve and pushed him roughly onto the leather couch. Steve fell awkwardy, but Billy pinned him down with his full force and planted a smacking kiss onto his lips. He reeked of cigarettes, alcohol, sweat and sex! For a guy his height, Billy was also very broad-shouldered and his muscular arms were smothered with crude, mismatched tattoos. His torso shaped to a narrow waist with a perfect V shape, and his tight butt was well-muscled and clearly devoid of an ounce of spare body fat. But the biggest and most prominent feature was the pronounced bulge in his tight jeans. You simply could not miss it! The shape was defined, so that you could see his fat meat crammed down one thigh, while his balls bulged clearly below his flat stomach. Steve was winded, but clearly very excited as he tried to give as good as he got with a passionate returned kiss. Then, as quickly as he had lunged, Billy parted and stood up. Using his boot to make sure that Steve stayed put on the couch. "OK Fucker, where so you want me to use you? Here or the bedroom" "I figured the bedroom?" ventured Steve. "Wrong. I like it here!" laughed Billy demonically. "OK..." Then with a full-force slap across the face, Billy hissed, "Shut the fuck up fucker. From now on we play by my rules! Now strip naked. Lets see the goods..." Steve paused, then started to remove his shoes, socks, shirt, pants and underwear as Billy stood and simply looked casually on... Steve's obvious excitement was standing ro attention as a good near eight inches, and Billy smiled. He reached forward and roughly grabbed the stiff meat. The look of pain was clear on Steve's face. "You won't be needing that tonight fucker! Your arse is mine. Wasn't that our deal?" Steve nodded. OK then... Billy started searching in his small black holdall and picked out a small bottle of what looked like flat Cola. He passed it to Steve without a move and motioned him to drink it all... Damn, it tasted diagusting, even disguised by the sweet Cola taste. Steve, knew that this was his first taste of GBL. Wow! He sank back to a crouched position on the couch and waited for the effect to kick in. It didn't take long. His head started to spin and he felt both hot and slightly nauseous. Billy took his cue and grabbed Steve roughly by the throat and pulled him onto the floor on his knees. Steve swayed, but Billy's towering form was pressed firmly against him now. His huge, bulging crotch right in front of his face. "Sniff that! Soon that will be in your hole, raw and deep!" Steve gulped. Did he say raw? Sure they had chatted about that fantasy, but was Billy serious? Deadly serious it seemed. As he slowly unzipped his jeans the towering pole of flesh, muscle and blood became visible, and it was already like a rock! Shit! Not even in porn had Steve seen a dick like this! "Open wide, fucker!" laughed Billy as he roughly pushed his meat, all thick, uncut ten inches of it, down Steves throat. Steve gagged, almost choked, but sucked for all he was worth. Billy grabbed his head as he used the warm, wet mouth and throat as his pleasure-hole. Pumping and fucking solely for his own pleasure. Steves eyes looking up, pleadingly, for air or respite. But still he fucked. Until with a deep groan Billy shot a massive load down Steve's throat... It felt like gallons! He held it there a few more moments and squeezed out every drop, then withdrew roughly and dropped Steve onto the floor like a stone. "That's your first taste, fucker! Now for the main course..." He reached into his bag again, and pulled out a length of rubber hose, a syringe and a small glass vial... It was time to slam the pig!

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