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Part 3: A Change of Perspective Feeling a bit restless, Ryan checked his phone again. No new messages. Damn. It had been over 24 hours since he left the note on Gabe's car windshield. Why was this taking so long? Ryan wondered. Over the past day, Ryan couldn't think of anything but Gabe. But, he also needed to reconcile his feelings. He decided that he just liked the idea of a big poz cock. And he wanted to howl like his roommate, Donald did the night before. I don't want to get pozzed, Ryan assured himself. He made his way into the kitchen to look for a snack - or maybe something to take his mind off recent events. And then, he saw Donald. He hadn't talked to Donald since he'd been home - and their different schedules often meant they didn't cross paths most days. Donald was a night auditor at a nearby hotel. Ryan was in college for perhaps a few years longer than one should be. "Hey," Ryan said as he made his way toward the fridge trying to act as normal as possible. "Sup bitch," Donald said walking by Ryan and slapping his ass. Ryan was stunned. Donald didn't talk like this or act like this. And there was something else different that Ryan just then noticed. "Heh .. oh .. no glasses?" Ryan asked. "Ditched them while you were up north," Donald answered, "got tired of them and got contacts instead. Ryan immediately thought of Superman and Clark Kent. Donald looked strikingly different. It wasn't just the lack of glasses. He seemed less odd without them for sure .. but Donald had a confidence he didn't have. "When did you get back?" Donald asked. "Oh .. this morning," Ryan lied. He didn't want Donald to know he heard about his chasing sexcapade. "Anything new with you?" Ryan asked. "Nahh .. same old .. picked up some extra hours at work is all," Donald unknowingly returned a lie with a lie. "And speaking of work .. I'm back to it. Later skinny ass bitch!" Donald gave Ryan another slap on the ass and made his way for the apartment door. A bit stunned, Ryan uttered "yeah , later man." Ryan didn't quite understand Donald's new strong persona. But, he had to admit, he kinda liked it. And, as if social circumstances weren't awkward enough, Ryan's phone buzzed. Oh shit, he thought, it's Gabe. The text message that followed was simple enough. "You're gonna get it." the message read. It seemed fitting. The note Ryan wrote and left on Gabe's windshield was simply enough. Ryan simply wrote "I want it." Another text messsage followed. "how do you want it?" Ryan thought for a moment, and the answer came very easily Ryan: i want it like how Donald got it. that sounded hott! Gabe: oh, u heard me pound his fuckhole huh? Ryan: yeah. i want ur big dick owning me too. Gabe: mm hmm. so u like hung guys? Ryan: fuck yeah! Gabe: why not let Donald fuck you then? Ryan paused for a moment. That wasn't an option. And although Ryan didn't know for sure, he couldn't imagine Donald's slight frame packing a big dick. Ryan: you're saying Donald is hung? Gabe: yeah. he's about as big as me. i though u two fucked around. Ryan: no. i never thought of him like that. Suddenly, Donald became a lot more interesting to Ryan. The new attitude, a big dick. Wait .. not Donald. Not odd geeky Donald. Ryan tried to dismiss the notion and focus on his goal .. Gabe. He wanted Gabe. Gabe: u know im poz right? Ryan sighed. He knew he shouldn't keep the conversation going, but felt compelled. Ryan: yeah that's cool. Gabe: are you poz? Ryan: no, i'm not. Gabe: you want to get pozzed? Ryan didn't want to think about that. He just wanted to get fucked. Ryan: I wanna feel your big dick inside me. Gabe: my big poz dick will cum inside you if I get that ass. Ryan: can I just suck it? Gabe: no. Ryan waited for more. Nothing followed. Fuck, Ryan thought. Ryan: i think ur hott af Gabe: thanks Another long pause. Ryan: i never done this before. Gabe: done what? Ryan: let a poz guy fuck me. Gabe: but u left me a note saying u wanted it right? Ryan: yeah.. i want it. bad :-/ Gabe: well, u gotta be very clear that u want my poz cum in ur ass ass. dont leave any room for doubt. Ryan stared at the screen. Why am I still talking to him? Ryan wanted to stop talking, but he couldn't ignore how much he wanted to feel Gabe inside him. He also couldn't ignore his dick hardening in his shorts. Ryan: i want you to fuck me with your poz cock. Ryan's hands were starting to tremble .. was it fear or excitement? He wasn't sure. It all felt so terribly wrong, but so undeniably compelling. Gabe: and? Ryan tried to remember what Donald said to encourage the ass pounding he overheard. Ryan: i want you to blast your poz cum deep inside my ass. Gabe: i see Ryan put the phone on the kitchen counter and quickly pulled down his shorts and started jerking. He was too turned on. Gabe can be mine, he thought. He pictured Gabe's big dick again inside his mind. And then imagined little Donald getting fucked while Donald's big dick swung back and forth as Gabe pounded him. I want that, Ryan thought. He picked his phone back up. Ryan: how many times have u and donald fucked? Gabe: idk ..15-20 times i guess now. we started a couple weeks back. Ryan couldn't believe it. Donald was a player. Maybe it's true. It's the quiet ones you gotta look out for. Gabe: but i only fucked him for the first time the other night. Ryan: huh? donald isn't a top. Gabe: could have fooled me. he pounds ass like a pro if u ask me. The fact was that Ryan didn't know. He just assumed that little Donald must be a bottom. Little Donald, Ryan though, I guess he's not so little either. Ryan: then why did he let u fuck him? Gabe: he wants to get pozzed so he can enjoy converting little neg bitches too Ryan thought about the playful slap Donald just gave him minutes ago. And it made him even harder now. I bet he wants to poz my ass too, Ryan thought to himself. Ryan: that sounds hott Gabe: yeah. nothing hotter than pozzing a neg boy's hole. except maybe for when u get it. and ur gonna get it. Ryan's heart was pounding so hard, he thought it might jump out of his chest. He wasn't even touching his dick and his dick was involuntarily twitching up. Despite trembling hands, Ryan managed to tap out the message: poz my ass! i want u to pound me just like u did donald. fuck me like a little chaser bitch Gabe: i shoot big loads. ur ass is gonna get filled. Ryan quickly texted back and hoped he was using the right verbiage " hell yeah! shoot ur viral load deep into me." Gabe: ur ass is gonna be my poz cum receptacle. Ryan placed the phone down on the counter again. He started jacking again with his eyes closed. His phone blinged again. Gabe: i only live a couple of blocks away. u want it now? Ryan read the message. He knew that he had a big decision to make. A BIG decision, he mused to himself thinking about Gabe's big dick again.

What a fucked up week! It started out pretty much normal with the exception of my partner Brian being on a rare business trip. I am self-employed so my schedule is pretty flexible. I usually go to the downtown YMCA late afternoons but on Wednesday I went mid morning so I could do some chores as well. The Y was pretty empty so I relaxed in the sauna after my workout. I could see from the sauna door a muscular stud prowling from the shower who put on a bit of a show toweling himself off before entering the steam room. I am not a prude so I followed him. Two guys were in there when I entered. It was extremely steamy inside and I could barely make them out until I was quite close. I sat across from them so I could see what they were doing and if perhaps there might be a little action going on. While I am “monogomish” with Brian, I certainly feel free to jack off with others if it is discreet and occasionally will suck a bit as well. One of them ducked out pretty fast and that left the muscular stud alone with me. “How’s Brian?” he asked. That got my attention! “Ummmm, he is fine, thanks” was my reply. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” Well, it WAS steamy and I didn’t have my glasses on. He scooted closer. “I’m Vince.” he explained. He offered me his hand and held mine a bit longer than necessary while I told him that my name is Mike. “We met once at a party” Vince continued. After a pause, he gave me the key I needed. “I used to date Brian.” “Oh! That Vince!” I winced as that was supposed to be my private reaction. Vince chucked “Yes, I suppose you could say that. Has Brian said much about me?” I replied "Not really" and that was the truth. I was under the impression it was just a short-term thing and I had never pressed Brian about it. Vince confirmed they hadn’t dated too long, but after a moment he said that Brian had a fabulous ass. I wasn’t jealous, exactly, as I stammered "Why, yes he does." Vince had turned towards me and I couldn’t help to see his ample junk flopping in plain view. “I really enjoyed using his hole and I was sorry that there wasn’t the chemistry to make it work as a relationship.” This seemed like an honest declaration; although my ears and dick perked up at his way of saying he had fucked Brian. “I was the first man to fuck Brian with a PA” Vince not so discreetly grabbed his crotch as he continued. “Brian was really tight and I had to use a lot of lube on his hole as I stretched him with my fingers and also used lots of lube on my rubbers.” Vince was clearly getting hard and between seeing his sizable tool and hearing his talk, I was rock hard very quickly. I could see the thick gauged PA accenting his big head and it looked hot as hell. “Brian sucked well, although he had a hard time deep throating me.” Vince pointed his very erect dick at me and pondered “I wonder how you would do?” I was really horny as I had not cum in a few days, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to play with Vince due to his previous relationship with Brian. That didn’t seem particularly discreet. Vince seemed to pick up on my discomfort. “Look, it was many years ago when I had Brian and I never kiss and tell. Just grab and feel it.” Damn was it meaty and big! What the fuck—grabbing it couldn’t get me in trouble. Grabbing it, however, proved to be insufficient. Vince was pinching my nips (a hot spot for me) and feeling me up all over. “Come on, just taste it…try it, you’ll like it.” We both laughed at that so I figured what the hell. I got it about half way down before it became a challenge. Vince with over 8” long—and I mean REAL inches and way thicker than most. “Are you a better cock sucker than Brian? Show me how you suck, Mike!” He grabbed my head and started to face-fuck me. Someone came in at that point so I quickly sat down next to Vince. As the mystery guy was obscured in the steam, Vince kept touching me. As he rubbed my ass cheek I couldn’t help raising my hip to give him access to my hole. It was exciting to play while another man was nearby but unaware. When we were alone again Vince had me face away from him and then he knelt down and latched his mouth on my sweaty hole. FUCK that is a turn on for me! He stood up and rubbed his dick against my hole as he reached around to my nips and chewed on my neck and ear. “I wanna fuck your hole” he growled. I literally had chills run down my spine. I wasn’t going to take him raw so I turned around and said it wasn’t private here and I didn’t have any rubbers with me. “Brian always made me wear a rubber, too” Vince admitted. “I have some special ones in my gym bag and lube, too” he offered. I asked how they were special and he said that they were extra large and fit his big dick the way rubbers should fit a man. “Brian always loved how I fucked him and you will, too!” My resistance was low and my libido was high. Vince was pushing to seal the deal. He didn’t have a place available, but he was open to suggestions. I admitted Brian was out of town, but I had never brought anyone home with me. Vince was pawing me and playing me to the point of surrender. “Come on” he sighed “You are going to love it!” I did want it, but I told him that only Brian had fucked me for the last 6 years. This seemed to make his eyes gleam. “Look, here is the truth: I am moving out of state this weekend and this is the only time I’ll ever be able to be with you. I want my last memory of here to be with you.” He kissed me and his tongue plunged in. After a few minutes of serious tongue dueling and his hands possessing me I told him to meet me in the locker room and I’d give him my address. I just about chickened out while throwing my clothes on, but Vince showed up with his towel wrapped around his waist with an almost obscene bulge erasing my doubts: I gave him my address and said give me 20 minutes to get ready at home as I wanted to be prepped and squeaky clean for the fuck-session. Vince was prompt and started deep kissing as soon as he entered the door. He appreciated my jock strap and said it was perfect. I suggested the couch but he just said “uh uh. I want you on you and Brian’s bed.” In for a penny in for a pound flashed through my head as I led the way. “I can’t wait to fuck you like I fucked Brian so long ago!” Brian and I fucked protected for six months before we got our second negative HIV test and went to bare sex. As much as I prefer getting fucked ‘skin to skin’, I wasn’t going to take any chances with Vince even though he said he only tops. I am versatile, but if I am honest, I get off on fantasies of being fucked by a stud like Vince. I was glad that Vince brought his special condoms so I could get fucked just like Brian did. I could imagine that smaller condoms would be way too restrictive. Vince didn’t just ‘slide and ride’. He made me suck him hard and wet, lick his nuts and when I saw his hairy ass my tongue couldn’t resist. “Awwwwwww! Yeah, fucking worship me and you will get the fuck of your lifetime!” He promised. He also encouraged me by saying the more turned on he was, the harder he fucked and the bigger load he shot. What could be better? Still, after a good 20 minutes of foreplay I was getting crazy to get filled. Vince started his prep with eating my hole and rather harshly finger fucking me. It sort of hurt, but I was so damned horny I just moaned and relaxed to give him better access. The sooner I was open, the sooner he could breed my hole he promised. He told me he was good for two loads so if I was only good for one, I should wait until he was giving me load number two. “Fuck yes” I agreed. He wanted me on all fours for the first fuck. I saw him open the package and slide the rubber on, pinching the tip to make sure there would be room for his load. I assumed the position as he added his lube that he said looked and felt just like cum. I had heard of it, but had never tried it. The push in was slow but constant. The PA felt awesome rubbing against my prostate and I moaned as he filled me up. It was my first time being fucked with a PA, just like Vince was Brian’s first. Vince started out slow and told me how much he liked to see his dick slide in and out. After a few minutes I was relaxed enough for him to pull out and shove back in. “If only you could see what my dick looks like now” he groaned. I wanted to know a few things. “You like my ass? How does it feel for you? How do I compare to Brian?” Hey, a little praise goes a long way for me! “Needy, aren’t you!” Vince chuckled. “Mmmmmmm your ass is fine. It is tight, warm and you have great muscle control. I love how it is hungry for what I am giving you. I’d say I am happier being inside your hole than Brian’s. It fucking turns me on that you are cheating on him and giving me your hole to use just like I used him. My load will be your reward!” This talk was going to both of my heads. I get off on dirty talk. “Fuck me, Vince! I want it bad!” His thick dick was pleasing me and hurting me at the same time. The combination was making me groan and beg please. Vince started to pound harder and my response was instant. I squirmed and groaned while he started his end run. “Fuck yes, Mike! I am so loving this! I am going to fucking own your ass and claim it as mine. You want that, don’t you? You want me to do that? You want my dick?” “Please Vince!” I cried. “You want me to use your hole just like I used Brian’s, right?” YES “You don’t care that you are cheating on your partner?” Just use me, Vince, please! “That is exactly what I am doing. I am going to reward you for your bad behavior…damn, I am so close!” Fuck me Vince! Use me! Make my ass yours! Despite the condom, I swore I could feel the heat of his load pulsing inside me as he screamed and shoved his dick as far as it could go. “There! I am giving you what you deserve, Mike! Arrrrrr! I fucking own your cheating ass!" The stimulation was just too much! I exploded on the sheets and cried out. “That’s it! Cum on my dick and milk every drop out! Vince hissed. His weight pushed me flat on my stomach and I enjoyed the afterglow of his still hard dick twitching as my ass rhythmically clenched and relaxed. Brian always says that turns him on and Vince seemed quite content to let me keep working on him. About five minutes later, after we had each recovered our breath, Vince pulled out, while still pressing me down into the mattress and pulled his condom off to toss in his open gym bag. “It’s my souvenir” he snickered as he nibbled my ear. Vince turned me over and got in a 69 position with his semi-hard dick pointing at my mouth. “Clean me up!” he commanded. I gladly sucked his dick as he sucked on my sensitive dick and nuts. After a while he grabbed my thighs and exposed my ass to his probing fingers, sighing at the same time, “Damn does your ass look fine." His dick gradually went from spongy to rock hard. He re-positioned himself between my legs and reached over to grab another condom. He told me I was lubed inside and out from his first fuck as he suited up. He told me to grab his dick and place it where I needed it. His eyes closed in pleasure and he just said “ahhhhhhhh” as he pushed deep into me. “The first fuck was just a warm up. I want you to watch me, hold on to me with your hands and totally experience what I am doing to you. You are going to always remember this fuck.” I was putty in his hands and I just whimpered a little as my hands wrapped around his strong back. “That’s it. Give yourself to me. After today you’ll always associated getting fucked with what I am doing right now.” Usually doggy is my favorite position for being fucked, but Vince was right—this was a special experience. I couldn’t remember feeling so possessed by another man. Vince locked his hands on my body throughout the fuck: either on my legs, my nipples or holding on to my shoulders. His eyes rarely left mine and while it didn’t feel romantic, there was something so primal about this fuck. I told Vince that and he said “That’s right. I am fucking you the way a man should fuck another man.” I confessed that the only thing that would be better would be to have him fuck me raw, but I quickly added that I couldn’t do that. Vince smiled and said condom or not, I was being fucked the way it should be. I was surprised how hard I was. Vince knew how to keep me stimulated from within and without. Nevertheless, after about 30 minutes I was getting rather sore from the relentless fucking and PA clad head rubbing inside me. Vince said there was no need to stop and add lube as he was getting close again. “Fuck yes” I moaned. “I want it bad.” “What do you want?” Vince asked. “What do you want from me, Mike? You want me to use you like I used Brian? You want to be claimed as mine?” I was moaning yes and please almost like a chant. “You want this connection? You want to be bred by me? By now I was almost babbling as Vince was going in for the kill. I kept begging for him to have his way with me, to use me, to breed me. Despite his condom I could pretend that he was going to breed my torn up ass with his seed. “Yes, fucker! Here comes the breeding you have always wanted. The fuck you will always remember; I…FUCKING…OWN…YOU!!!” Each word was accentuated with full penetration. He went still on the last word and flexed and throbbed like crazy. “You’ve got it…you are fucking bred…ahhhhhhh…” A few quick strokes with my hand and I was shooting clear on my chest. I was way louder than I usually am. There was something so satisfying about that fuck. We were both sweating as we came off our fuck-high. “You have no idea how much I enjoyed fucking you, Mike.” It was almost tender. “I’ll always remember fucking you.” He added. It wasn’t lip service when I told him that the pleasure had been mine. Vince slowly pulled out and tossed his second condom in his bag. We both took a short shower together with Vince massaged my hole saying “Just so I'll always remember your ass.” I laughed and was in a great mood. Vince kissed me deeply and told me that he really enjoyed fucking me…just like he had fucked Brian he added. I confessed I couldn’t believe Brian was willing to let go of his fuck tool. “Well, I am just glad I could have you today…in a way, I feel like I fucked Brian as well by fucking you.” Later that afternoon I emptied a huge amount of lube out of my ass. Fingering my hole and smelling the goo I had to agree that Vince’s lube was the closest thing to cum that I had ever had. Brian got back late Friday and we fucked like bunnies. I enjoyed fucking him bare and pretended that Vince was me. I mentioned I had seen Vince at the Y in conversation late Saturday and that he was moving out of state. Brian seemed to be in a pensive mood and I asked what he was thinking about. Brian explained that even though Vince was hot sex, he was glad he was with me. I smiled at that and asked why he hadn’t stayed with Vince. “Well, we weren’t dating too long and I guess I was a bit naive.” I asked what about. “I always seemed to be full of lube after Vince fucked me and I checked and saw that his stash of rubbers were all carefully slit at the tip and put back in the package.” My heart lurched. “It’s just as well he is moving, I guess. I heard he is poz now and I’d hate to think that anyone I know might get bred like I was…”

Ok. So after fantasizing for a few years, hanging out in POZ chat rooms and backing out of dozens of appointments, I was finally ready to take the plunge. I wanted to get bred. I had found a guy on BBRT who looked at my profile a lot, and he was just the type of Daddy I went for—hot, handsome, mid-forties, hairy, kind of a bear, but still pretty fit. We hit it off right away because I was the kind of guy he liked too. At twenty-three years old I’m five foot eight and about one forty-five with hazel eyes and kind of a scruffy beard when I don’t shave. Some guys might call me a cub, but I have a pretty average build, and aside from hairy legs and a nice trail, I’m not that furry. He said that he liked my profile and that we shared some common interests, although most of the things I had listed were things that I was interested in, but had never actually done. We met on the site for cyber-sex a couple times a week, partly because we were too far apart to just hook-up, and partly because we were that into each other. He was so hot, and such a great cyber-fuck, I decided I wanted him to be the one to breed me and told him so. He asked if I was sure and I said, “As sure as I’ve ever been.” With that he asked me a lot of questions about what I’d done, and what my fantasies were, and after exchanging a few emails, he said he’d love to help me. He wired me money for a bus ticket (I had said I didn’t want to fly since it was drive of only a few hours) and said he would pick me up at the station. I caught the bus on Friday afternoon, and planned to spend the weekend in a motel with him and a friend of his from BBRT. I had checked out his profile too, and he was another hot Daddy. I took a long hot shower (where I jacked off twice) before I left, but didn’t pack any extra clothes because I planned on spending the weekend naked. I did bring a small bag with a couple kinds of lube, a pair of handcuffs, and a bottle of poppers. I hoped the other passengers thought it was just my lunch. When the bus pulled into the station and I walked into the lobby, Mark was there waiting with a warm smile and a nod, and he looked even hotter in person. He threw his arm over my shoulder and ushered me out to the car. I asked if his friend had backed out, but he said that Kevin was going to meet us at the motel. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on him, and actually started blowing him in the car on the way to the room. His cock seemed even bigger than in the pics he’d sent me, but had the same tight, pointed head that made it easier to swallow. The motel wasn’t that far from the bus station, so we arrived before I could get him off, but he just said that we would have plenty of time for that this weekend. When we got to the room, it was empty, and Mark took out his phone to call Kevin. I set my bag on the night stand, then kicked off my shoes and sat on the edge of the bed. After a brief phone call, Mark explained that Kevin was on his way, but was caught in traffic. Then he pulled his shirt off, exposing his broad, hairy Daddy-chest with pierced left nipple and said, “I don’t think he’d mind if we started without him.” I stood up as he approached the bed and kissed him while reaching to open his belt. He slipped his tongue through my lips and kissed me deep as his hands roamed from my shoulders to my ass and into my shorts where his fingers found my hole. He was like an octopus! His hands were everywhere as he undressed me. When he finally came up for air and we pulled apart he whipped my t-shirt off over my head and I was standing there naked except for my socks. He grinned as he opened his pants and they dropped down around his ankles. I beat them to the floor as I dropped to my knees and resumed the blowjob I’d started in the car. He braced himself on my shoulders and stepped out of his jeans. I tugged his balls and slowly bobbed my head as I heard him unpacking the contents of my bag. “Oh, ho…” he said, as I heard the handcuffs jingling. Then I heard him set the bottles of lube on the nightstand, and felt his hands kneading my ass. Then I felt one slick finger poking at my tight hole. I moaned a little and pushed back against him. He worked his finger in up to the second knuckle and worked it around a little until I loosened up. “I can’t wait any more, kid.” He said. “I gotta get my cock in this ass.” “Then let’s not wait.” I said with a grin, and got up on the bed. I sprawled on my back and pulled my knees up a little, spreading wide and winked my hole at him. He grabbed some lube and got on his knees on the bed, murmuring “Yeah, boy,” as he lubed his cock, “just like the pics in your profile.” He knelt there for a few seconds, grinning down at me and jacking his cock. Then he moved between my legs and bent down to kiss me. He hooked his arms behind my knees and lifted my ass up a bit more as I felt his sleek and dripping cockhead poking at my hole. He started kissing my neck and whispered, “You ready, boy? I’m goin’ in bare. No rubber. No pulling out.” I moaned as he slipped his tongue in my ear. “Yeah…Yeah daddy. Fuck me!” He started to push, and worked his cock into me in one long stroke, the pointed head and tapered flange of his cock doing its job and facilitating his penetration. He didn’t stop until his balls were mashed against my ass. I must have been grinning from ear to ear, because I heard him chuckle as he pulled back a little and started a slow easy fuck. When I finally opened my eyes, I saw him grinning down at me as he slowly pumped my ass. Then he reached over to the nightstand for the handcuffs and dangled them over me. “Did you bring the key for these?” “It must be in the bag.” I reached over for it and found it in the bottom. He took it from me, dropped it into the nightstand drawer, and I held my wrists up so he could handcuff me to the headboard. As he cuffed me, he checked his watch and wondered what was taking Kevin so long. I said it didn’t matter, since he’d have me all weekend. He wrapped his arms around me and flexed his cock inside me as he ground it in deep. “So when’s the last time you were in a group?” He kept fucking me slowly as we talked, and I could tell he was holding back from the beads of sweat on his forehead. “Never,” I replied. “But your profile said you like groups.” “I’ve only done a few three-ways,” I said, adding “but I’d love to try a four-way.” “Or more-way?” he asked, as I felt his cock twitch. “Kevin and I get a group together a couple times a month. It’s been longer than usual for us, so you’re a welcome relief.” He punctuated his sentence with intermittent kisses on my neck and ears and collarbone, and I could tell he was struggling between getting off and making this last as long as possible. He started picking up the pace, and he had the perfect angle to poke my prostate with every thrust. I could feel my cock drooling pre-cum on my stomach. My cock was so hard it hurt, but I couldn’t reach it to jack off. Then I heard a key-card in the lock and the sounds of the traffic outside as the door opened. The door was in the wall that the headboard was against, so I turned my head to look, and saw Kevin step into the room wearing flip flops, sweatpants and a tank top—clothing that he began to shed as soon as he stepped over the threshold. He was as hot as the pics in his profile, but what really made my cock jump were the other guys who followed him in. The last one locked the door and said, “Looks like this is the place.” Mark was propped up on his elbows as he turned to the door. “Hey, guys. Strip down, I’m almost done.” I can only imagine my expression as I looked up at him and said, “What the hell?” He grinned down at me and said, “I was listening, you know, when you told me about your fantasies and what you wanted to do and try.” His pace continued to quicken. “So I got some of the guys together to load you up good.” My balls started to draw up and my legs began to quiver. I looked around the room and saw seven hot daddy bears, plus Kevin and Mark, all naked now and passing around a bottle of lube as they stroked their cocks. “I made sure they’re all POZ loads too, boy. But I get to be first…!” Then he jammed his cock in to the balls and I couldn’t help but cry out. He stayed in me deep as I felt him begin to tremble. He groaned through gritted teeth, and I felt his cock twitch and pulse as he pumped me full of his toxic load. Feeling his cockhead expand started my own orgasm, and my first blast hit me under the chin, accompanied by cheers and hoots from the others. When his balls were empty, he collapsed on top of me, smearing my load between us. “They all know the rules, kid," he said, “Nothing that isn’t in your profile.” With that he pulled out with a plop and got up just as Kevin was getting onto the bed. As Kevin moved into position in between my legs he grinned and said, “Hey kid,” and sank his cock into my slick and well-opened hole. I grunted and moaned and wrapped my legs around him. “Damn, you’re just as hot as I thought you’d be!” Then he grabbed the headboard and started to get up a good rhythm. I heard a couple of the others cheering him on and urging him to fuck my 'College-boy' ass. Then Mark sat on the side of the bed and I felt his hand roaming across my chest and abs. Another guy sat on the other side of the bed and started to stroke my recovering cock. It was still sensitive, and every time he touched the head, my whole body would jerk. “You just relax and let us use you, boy.” He said, as he pinched one of my nipples. “We’ll make sure you go back home POZ.” I felt my cock jump as he said that, and it squirted more pre-cum into the hand that was stroking it. I looked around the room at the hot, hairy, naked men all standing around and stroking their cocks—their POZ cocks—and waiting their turn in me. And I knew that THEY knew that they WOULD all get a turn. They would get as many turns as they wanted, actually, with me handcuffed like I was. I couldn’t stop any of them if I had wanted to. I tugged at the handcuffs unconsciously and glanced at Mark. He leaned over to kiss me and winked. “You’ll get to check a few more things off your ‘want to try’ list after this weekend, kid.” I looked up at Kevin, grinning and sweating as he humped and pumped over me. Then I looked around the room again as I realized that several of my fantasies were finally going to come true all at once. Then Mark looked to the others and said, “No names either, guys. Let’s just keep it anonymous.” I thought back to the profile I had written almost two years ago, and tried to remember all the things I’d listed before I really knew what I wanted. There were only a few things that I’d actually done. The rest was just a wish list. I remembered listing 'anonymous sex' with the other things that sounded hot, but that I never thought I’d really do. I looked around the room again at all the naked men—men who I’d never met, and would probably never meet again, but who I was ready to spread for and give up my hole for them to each get off in. They were all grinning back at me, and the lube on their cocks made sucking sounds as they stroked them. An involuntary grin crept across my face. “Yeah guys,” I said. “I’m your cum-dump for the weekend. Just use me.” To be continued…

Part 1: An unexpected finding Ryan ended up returning home from his trip a day earlier than originally planned. Three days with his family was one day too long, and he told them he needed to get back to finish a school project. Ryan felt a sense of relief when he entered the apartment and made his way down the hall to his bedroom. As he passed by his roommate's door, he heard music coming from Donald's room - which was a bit unusual. Ryan was about to shrug it off when he heard what he could only perceive as some kind of high-pitched howling noise. Startled, he paused in his tracks and put his ear next to the door to try and figure out what was the source of the noise. Ryan's eyes widened as he listened through the door. He couldn't quite understand the words being shouted by Donald. "fuck yes! Give me that poz cock!" was the only phrase he thought he understood. He wasn't sure he heard it entirely correctly. It didn't make sense. "Paw's" cock? He wondered? More phrases would clue him in. An unfamiliar voice dominated now, "yeah, take my poz dick you little chaser bitch. Tell me how much you want it!" Was this a joke? Ryan wondered. He had some vague notion of HIV chasers, or whatever they were called, but he couldn't have heard right. Donald was gay but Donald .. well .. was a nerd .. a major book nerd. And Donald never seemed to hook up. He was just odd-looking. Ryan was trying to picture his awkward roommate getting fucked. No way, Ryan thought as he continued to listen in. "I love it! Fuck me with your big poz dick! Fuck my neg ass!" he heard Donald answer the unfamiliar voice. "You want it deeper?" asked the stranger. Ryan still couldn't believe what he was hearing as he heard Donald answer back - and not in Donald's normal soft-spoken, often unintelligible mumble. There was conviction and determination in his voice. "Fuck yes! Pump every inch of your poz cock into my ..." There was a pause. Ryan wondered if they may have detected his presence beyond the door. Then he realized what happened, apparently the stranger must have obliged. Donald seemed to have a difficult time verbalizing, " ... my .. fuck yes! my fuck ! my ass! I want your toxic jizz ... " and Donald trailed off. It was difficult to piece it all together now since Donald wasn't exactly creating full sentences. The stranger was easier to understand, "you want my super high viral load?" The stranger's question was just as alarming as Donald's answer, " yes! fuck that death seed into me. pound me .. ugggh .. pound me with your deathstick!" Ryan's heart was racing. Was he literally hearing someone get fucked to death? Should he do something? What could he do? They seemed to be consenting. Ryan scurried into his bedroom and quietly closed the door. He convinced himself he must have heard wrong. But, even through two closed doors, the chasing unfolding in the other room remained evident. "Poz my ass! Fill my neg ass with your poz load!" Donald said urgently. The stranger seemed quieter now for some reason. But, Donald's voice continued to carry, "Yes! I love it!!! Breed my ass! Convert me with your sexweapon!" Ryan's anxiety level was escalating and then he noticed something slightly familiar as well. He felt his dick hardening quickly. "I'm going to cum in you!" he heard the stranger now much louder. "You sure you want this load?" "God yes! Give it to me! Use my ass! Flood my guts!' Donald shot back. Ryan's mind was racing. He still couldn't totally understand what was happening. But, he also couldn't stop picturing a big dick only a dozen feet away. Maybe it was just an automatic response to the sounds of sex. Whatever the reason, Ryan pulled down his shorts and started to aggressively jerk his own dick that was quickly nearing climax in only a matter of seconds.. "YOU'RE GONNA GET IT!" the stranger's voice boomed. Ryan was about to explode with unexpected intensity. He heard Donald cry out, "Yes ! Oh FUCK! FUUUUUUUUUCK!" Ryan knew the sound of an orgasm anywhere. His mind went blank and he exploded as well. Gobs of cum spurted out of Ryan's dick. One phrases echoed in his head as he nearly mindlessly jizzed .. "You're gonna get it." As the noise subsided, Ryan started to come back to his senses. He looked down at his hand, dick and the carpet and was shocked by the volume of cum that had landed everywhere. He sat on the edge of his bed, and froze in shock and disbelief. What had Donald done? And what did I just do?" Ryan wondered.

Ive cheated in all of my relationships, not because i did like my partner simply because i needed random cocks. Whatever your decision maybe dont admit to cheating instead like others have stated come to an agreement or compromise.

Part 3 "We'll make sure you get as much as you can take" Jack said. With that he reached under the bed and pulled out a dildo 10 inches longs and three inches around. Pete knew what was next so he got on his back, put his legs in the air and pulled open his hole. Jack knelt between Pete's legs and began to eat out his ass to get it ready for the next assault. Pete was in pig heaven feeling his cousin's tongue deeper and deeper in his ass, writhing and moaning, all the time pushing down on Jack's face. Again Pete lost track of time as Jack continued to rim him. Jack reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a bag of tina. He pulled out 3 large shards and pushed them into Pete's hole. He then took the dildo and very slowly pushed it in inch by inch until it was balls deep against his ass crack. Pete continued to moan as he felt a combination of the burning sensation from the drug and the pleasure he was feeling from getting his ass filled again. Slowly Jack pulled the dildo almost all the way out and then in one thrust slammed it back in. Everytime it entered him, Pete pushed himself down on it, all the time looking at his cousin with a crazed look of desire. Jack picked up speed and began to ram the toy into Pete's insatiable hole at increased speed. "Mmmmmmmm...yessssss.....wowwww...fuuuuccckk", Pete moaned. After some time had passed Jack realized Javier had stepped out. He leaned down over Pete, spit in his mouth and kissed him while pushing the fuck toy all the way into Pete's guts. "Wait here hot man be right back". Jack went to the other room and found Javier had mixed more slams and had gone online. Javier turned to Jack and said "If he wants more let's give him the time of his life" He had messaged two fuck buds of theirs to come over. Felix was another dark latino stud and his BF Sean was the opposite, very pale with red hair. They both had big cocks and large appetites and When he told them that Pete was a slam virgin turned into a writhing cumslut they agreed to come over immediately. The moans from the bedroom were getting louder. When they reached the doorway, there was Pete with his eyes glazed over fucking himself roughly with the toy. "Damn that is a hot sight" Javier said. He then bent Jack over, spit on his cock and slid it into him. Pete looked up and saw Jack getting fucked and it made him even hornier. As Pete continued to pound his own ass, Javier found the same rythm and matched stroke for stroke. Not long after Jack felt Javier's cock thicken and start to throb. "You want it? "I need it" "Fucking family of dick sluts" "Here it comes" With that Jack felt the familiar warmth as Javier unloaded into his willing ass. Jack reluctantly pulled off of Javier's still hard cock and picked up one of the loaded rigs. Javier followed suite with the other two. He tied of Pete's arm while Javier tied off himself and Jack. "This one is a little stronger than the last one so expect an even bigger rush." Jack smiled as he saw that Pete's dick began to stiffen and leak with anticipation. Pete felt the cold sensation of the alcohol wipe and then felt the prick as the needle found it's target. "Ready cuz?......Tick....Tick...BOOM!" and with that Pete felt the tourniquet removed and an even more amazing rush than the first time. He couldn't catch his breath and coughed 5 or 6 times before he could breathe again. The ringing was back in his ears and his eyes glazed over. He reached down to feel his nipples which felt electrically charged and his hole burned with that now familar fire and need. In the background he heard the sounds of pleasure as Javier and Jack slammed again as well. Jack laid down next to him and told Pete to face him and sit on his dick. Pete was moving in slow motion but managed to do as he was asked. Javier then got behind him and Pete soon felt the second dick entering him. Pete was drooling from his mouth and cock as he felt both rigid cocks inside him. He felt as if he was going to be ripped in two but then another rush came over him and the pain was gone. He could feel Javier's cock rubbing against Jack's equally impressive dick inside of him. They stayed that way for a long time until he could feel them pulling out. He faintly heard a knock on the door. Jack got up as Javier pushed Pete back down on the bed and rammed his dick back into his fuckhole. Once again Pete was so fucking high that he couldn't speak except to moan, his eyes couldn't see very well but his ass knew what it needed. Javier continued to rape fuck him and Pete thought this is where I belong...face down with my ass in the air getting pounded waiting for the next load. Javier told Pete to roll over on his back. He did as he was told. His eyes were closed as he focused on the sensation overload he was feeling. He grunted as he felt the cock enter his ass. He opened his eyes and started to focus. Next to the bed Jack was on his knees sucking a muscular redheaded man as Javier was administering a slam. Pete looked up now realizing the dick inside him wasn't Javier's and found himself staring into the lust filled eyes of a different hot Latino stud also with a needle in his arm. Pete smiled and all was right with the world.

Part 2 Pete was flying. He never was this high in his entire life. Rush after rush hit him, his ears were ringing and he felt like his entire body was on fire. As he laid there being pounded by Jack's thick rock hard cock all he could focus on was how hungry his hole was. Javier came around to face him and he was staring at a beautiful uncut dick that had to be the size of a large red bull can. Javier said "Open your mouth for this until it's my turn at that sweet ass of yours" Pete obliged willingly. Soon he was being fucked both up his hole and down his throat. All he could think of was how many ways he wanted to give his ass up that night to his cousin and his Latino god of a friend. Just then Jack let out a low moan and said "Fuck cousin - I can't hold back anymore....gonna....load...you ...up...right..NOW!!!" Pete felt Jack's dick begin to throb and he felt his insides filled with his cousin's cum. As he came Jack pounded him harder and harder until he collapsed on top of Pete breathing hard. "FUCK.....Javier you have got to have some of this." At this point Jack pulled out of Pete's ass to make room for Javier. The Latino stud told Pete to get on his knees and raise his ass. Javier then placed his mouth on Pete's willing hole and began rim. "Damn stud I can taste Jack's hot load up there." The more Pete felt the tongue up his ass the hungrier his hole felt. He was still so high he found it hard to speak. All he could think about was dick. "How much did you give him?" Javier grinned and said "I thought .6 for his first slam would make this more memorable for him". Soon Pete felt Javier insert three fingers into his ass. "Ready for more cum pig?" All Pete could do was moan. "I'll take that as a yes" With that, Pete felt Javier's thick long pole ram into him with one thrust until he felt the Latin man's balls against his ass. "Damn....Nothing I love more than feeling someone else's cum around my cock as I fuck a slammed up cum pig like you Petey boy...you can't rape the willing but this is going to be damn close!" With that he began to pound Pete's hole relentlessly. Thrust after thrust pulling his cock out and then in one motion slamming it back in. All Pete could think was "Use me... Use me... Use me" but he still couldn't get the words out. Pete didn't know how long he was being fucked. He had no sense of time only that feeling of completeness as his fuck hole was used as it was meant to be used. He heard Javier scream out..."Ready for another load boy?... Here it comes.....FUUUUCCCCKKKK...Pete didn't think it was possible but as he came Javier fucked him even more brutally that before. He felt Javier's dick pulse and soon he could feel the warmth of another load inside him. Pete looked at both Jack and Javier and stared at them with his new eyes, which were so dilated, all that could be seen were his black pupils - almost as if he was possessed. He reached around and stuck two fingers in his own hole feeling the two loads. He pulled the fingers out and placed them in his mouth, tasting the cum dripping out of his ass.He couldn't stop smiling. He finally found his voice and with a guttural moan he whispered "More - I need more."

Wondering how many other furs happen to be dirty cum dumps? >: ) Created a group for us to hang out on so furs should join up...... https://www.breedingzone.com/group.php?groupid=242

Several weeks ago I set up a party via A4A, yep a raw, bareback party. However this party was for negs only. So as the replies came back I told everyone that when you arrive I would administer an HIV test to make sure that no POZ guys tried to sneak in and ruin the fun. When all was said and done a total of nine guys showed up and as promised I gave each a swab and if they came up neg they were in. Well of course two of the guys who showed up tested poz and I told them that I was sorry but they could not take part. One took it in stride the other was kinda pissed but in the end he too left. It was a shame though, he was fucking hot: a 35 white guy, built like a tank, with an impressive tool to boot. In any event, this brought the party down to eight participants, including myself. Now mind you I just moved to the town a few months ago so I thought the party would be a great way of meeting some hot boys, and hot they were! Of the seven who were allowed to stay one was a 30 year old Latino top, Pedro, a white couple, Mike and Steven, 32, and 34 respectively, both of whom liked to play around. One was a sweet young black twink boy, Jordan. When I swabbed him I actually had to ask for an ID. Turned out he was 22. My remaining guests were an 27 year old Asian top Mark, with a monster 9.5. I never knew an Asian could pack a cock that size. The next in the line up was Jack, a white 35 year old married guy, who loved to play around when his wife and son were out of town. Finally my last guest was a 25 year old named Bobby. This kid must have been born into the royal family he was such a queen. Once all the intros were done and the tests completed proving all participants were negative, I put-out the beer, poppers and lube, turned on the music and the night started. Thanks the maker for three day weekends. Pedro went straight for the couple, Mike and Steven, while Mark unleashed his monster tool on Jordan. Mark didn't play around with any four play at all, he simply pushed Jordan down on the couch and ripped off his shorts. The kid's legs were so far bent over his head I was going to check to make sure his neck didn't break. I guess Mark knew what he was doing because Jordan seemed to be happy with Mark's attention. When Mark started I didn't see him use any lube, he just smiled at me and plowed Jordan's hole. I tried to comfort Jordan by holding a bottle of poppers under his nose. I am not sure if it helped or not. When I stood up I looked at Mark go and I was pissed I wasn't getting plowed like that. While this was going on I spied that Jack and Boby were holding up in a courner of the house, lip locked and rolling on the floor like a newlywed couple. Jack must have been from Ohio or something because he was corn fed. When he started to finger Bobby's hole, the queen was purring like a cat in heat. Jack lifted Bobby's legs up in the air and used loads of lube. (I can't imagine why Jack bothered with the lube, 'cause Bobby's back side looked like a truck could drive out.) As all were having a awesome time, except for me, I walked up behind Mark who was still plowing the hell out of Jordan. I slipped my finger into Mark's sweet ass. The kid jumped in surprise, and quickly turned saying he was a top only. I told him that my rules were everyone had to get fucked at least once and I said if I fucked him, he didn't have to worry about getting tagged. so while he was pounding Jordan I was able to move in. Using my finger I slowly entered his hole. I could tell Mark was not happy as he kept telling me I was ripping him up. Little did he know, that was exactly what I was doing. Before he could put up any resistance I shoved my cock in him with the same force he used on Jordan. Mark let out a yell as his ass was spread apart. This kid never got topped so I made the most of it. Fuck it hurt, but I bent him over Jordan and next thing I knew Jordan was getting bred by the biggest load of cum he had ever taken. The force of Mark's thrust into Jordan made my cock explode at the same time. After which I pulled out. Mark asked why I pulled out, I simply told him, once you bust your nut it hurts like hell getting fucked so I did not want to cause him anymore pain. He said thanks, and thanked me for not shooting in his ass. I said no problem as I let my index finger probe in his hole. As he walked away to start his next conquest I looked at my finger and sure enough, it was red. As the night passed I managed to dump my load in a total of four guys that night. Not bad as I managed to tag Mark, Pedro and the couple. Now they were fun. They each wanted to get double-dicked so I told them that while each fucked the other I would fuck them too. It was a real turn-on with my cock sharing each guy's butt, knowing that my seed not only covered their lover's cock but that each guy's lover's cock was ramming my seed further down his partner's ass. Eventually the party ended and everyone left the house, except Jack. I approached him to see if he was ok. He said party was one of the best times he had ever had, that he had been plowed by Mark twice and that his ass was all beat up. I told him that if he wanted he could stay the night. After a moment he agreed and gathered up his clothing. As we walked up the stairs his eye keept looking at the packets of swabs I had on the table by the door. When we walked into the bedroom he dropped his clothing on the floor near the bed, and his wallet, watch and cell phone on the night table. Then he climbed into bed and lay on his stomach. He turned his head to me and just looked up. Sensing an oncoming question, I quickly rolled on to his back and started to make out with him. At first he said "Stop my ass really hurts" but I shushed him, saying told him I would go easy, as I began to rim his ass, all the time thinking to myself 'Damn Mark really fucked his cunt up'. Not surprisingly, as I started to rim Jack, he turned into a big old pussy, his ass rising in the air. I asked him if he wanted to get fucked one last time before the night was done. He just moaned and that was all I needed for my cock to get hard. As I entered his hot, torn-up hole, Jack said, "I been thinking. When we all showed-up you made us all take an HIV test." "Yeah," I said "to make sure you were all neg." Jack replied "Yeah, I got that. You showed us each of our swabs, but I don't remember seeing your results." As he said that his cell phone rang. Handing him his cell phone, I asked him who it was: "My wife" he replied. Better answer it, I commented, adding that I wouldn't make a sound, although I slowly continued to fuck his hole. While she was talking to him I could over hear her say that she came home early, I whispered into his ear "No you didn't see my results because mine would have turned up POZ." His face turned pale white as I had him pinned under me, he couldn't scream and he didn't' move. I told him that his ass was really fucked-up and that if I bust in him he most likely be pozzed. As his wife chatted away, I quietly gave him a choice: "Tell your wife that you missed her and you will see her soon I would pull out without busting, but if you tell here you love her and you'll be home in an hour or two, I will bust my nut in your wrecked hole." He signed off the conversation with his wife saying "Love you, honey, I'll be home in an hour or two." With that I whispered "Welcome to the brotherhood" blowing the biggest nut in my life into his hole. Afterwards I told him "Go home and fuck your wife before your cum turns to poison" but after looking at the sheets I concluded he had already had blown his last negative load. Still shell shocked he dressed and went home.

I really don't want to infect anyone.The first year of being poz was horrible .. getting used to the meds and all. It was about 11 months of constant discomfort and recurring insomnia. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. Now, I've gotten used to it; and I rarely think about my status .. until I wanna hookup. :-/ So, when Dylan answered my CL ad, I made sure to let him know that I was poz. His response wasn't surprising. "Oh sorry man. I don't think I can sleep with a poz guy. Take care." I was a little disappointed, to be honest because his picture was beyond cute - a petite and innocent look about him. His green eyes were hard to get out of my head. But, I moved on. It was nearly a month later when he e-mailed me and said he wanted to meet after all -- and that he "might be open" to doing some stuff if we hit it off. I tried to reduce the stress and offered to meet him with the understanding that we wouldn't do anything at all - just get to know each other. He agreed. I don't like to show up at someone's place empty handed .. even though we agreed to just play X-box and talk. A bottle of wine always seems like a way to ease into getting to know someone. I nearly lost my breath when he opened the door. He was even more attractive in real life. His green eyes lit up as he answered the door. And a slight smile followed. I think he liked what he saw too. We made small talk as we sat in the living room. He went to the local community college; and I talked about my worries about finishing my master's degree. We laughed a lot. And we were about 3/4 way through the bottle of wine, there wasn't a hint of discomfort. We played some X-box; and I could tell he was inching over towards me. An hour later, I was still surprised that things progressed so well. We were in his bed. We made out for what felt like an eternity. I had to advance our activities. The tension was killing me. We explored each other's bodies as much as we could with our clothes on. Almost in sync, we pulled off our shirts and our pants. "Wow . you're hott!" he said, "I mean .. you feel very hott," he clarified. I didn't realize that the head of my cock had popped out the top of my briefs as it usually does when I'm hard. He felt my tip against his smooth stomach; and then he felt down to it. "You feel so big," he said with a hint of trepidation; but Dylan tugged on my shaft with urgency. I helped him get a good grip by slipping off my briefs and he explored all of my 8.5 with his warm hand. His moved his hands to my abs. And I thought he was going to change his mind. He was actually just adjusting his position; and next thing I know, he's trying to wrap his mouth around the top of my cock. "It's so big," he conceded as he attempted to get further down my shaft. I reached down and grabbed at the bulge in his briefs, finally fishing out his skinny boy-like dick. I didn't mind at all. I never was a size-queen - although it was clear that Dylan favored a big one. "I don't usually do this on a first date," he said somewhat sheepishly. But, he immediately went back to trying to inhale my now-throbbing pole. We were both lost in the moment; and for the first time, I forgot about my status while with someone. Moments later, I'm sliding a wet finger in and out of his hole; then it's two fingers. He's still sucking on my like it's the last cock he'll ever have. He wasn't about to let it go. But, all of his wonderful tongue work and wet slurping was too much. Call it instinct, or whatever. But, in just a couple of seconds, I have him readjusted on his back and his legs up in the air moving my rod close to his hole. He seemed to come back to reality for a moment, "I don't know if we should do this." Honestly, I was too horned up think clearly. I just moved my cock against his hole and rest it there for a moment. I felt obliged to ask again, though. Somehow, I knew I needed to ask if I could proceed, even though I was far from rational though. "Do you want it?" I asked. And his vague response was all I needed. "I don't know," he answered as he pushed his body down to put pressure on the head of my dick. I can't believe how quickly everything happened after that. Within seconds, I'm inside him and he's bucking his hips, as if begging me for more. And then I realized that he must have pre-lubed because he was taking it very well. He grunted and moaned. And I didn't ease it in as I might otherwise do. I could tell he could handle it by the initial reception. So, within moments, I am balls-deep inside him thrusting with long strokes. "You like that?" I ask. And inbetween pants, he replied, "umm .. I don't know." His words said one thing to me, but his body was saying something else. "Do you want me to stop?" I tried to clarify, still invading his hole with deep strokes. "Fuck .. I don't know." I gave him an especially forceful jab to test my limits. "Fuck!" was his only reply verbally. His non-verbal reply was his fingers digging into my back and pulling me in tighter. I was on the brink of exploding and thought I should give him one last chance to stop, "I'm about to cum. Should I stop?" "I don't know .." he replied .. as he continued to pant and grunt with each thrust. "If I don't pull out, I'm going to cum soon. Do you want me to pull out?" I asked one more time. "I don't know ... " was his reply once again. I could see his body wriggling with ecstasy. He seemed close. As I watched him writhing with pleasure, I found myself losing control. "Well I know!" I found myself shouting back at him. I can't believe I did this .. but I was out of control. I jack-hammered his hole as fast and deep as I could for a few seconds and then found myself unloading deep inside him. He came just a fraction of a second after I felt my last spurt deposit inside him. His jizz was a messy fountain going in almost every direction as he jerked his skinny rod forcefully. Slowly, we both came to our senses. I realized what I did. And I was waiting for him to yell at me or kick me out. We layed there in silence for a a couple of minutes, catching our breath. "That was incredible," he whispered. And suddenly, I felt no more guilt.

Following the Cheating Boyfriend Lately, my boyfriend has been working late. In the past when he would work late, he would come home tired and grumpy, just worn out from a long day's work. But, in the past few weeks, when he's been out late, at work, he's come home horny and ready to jump into bed. Being the good boyfriend, I nearly always rim his tight hole to get it ready for my dick. A few nights ago, I got his ass in the air and went to town, working my tongue over his hole, and I thought it seemed looser than usual. I could stick my whole tongue in right away. My boyfriend groaned in approval, so I figured nothing was out of the ordinary. But then, when I stuck my tongue in again, I was sure I could taste the tartness of cum. We hadn't fucked in a few days, so I knew it couldn't have been mine. Perhaps I should have said something, but instead, I went to working a few fingers in, prying him open, and sure enough gobs of cum trickled out. I was so hard at the thought of eating someone else's cum out of his hole, I stuck my dick in, all the way in one thrust, using someone else's jizz as lube! Usually, my my boyfriend goes soft when I fuck him, but this time he was rock hard! I jerked him as I screwed his hole and I shot a massive wad all over his heaving chest. I managed to hold off a few seconds more and shot my load up his ass, adding my cum to whoever else's was already there. I licked him his cum and fingered his sloppy hole a bit, kissing him and pushing his wad into his mouth. He rolled over and fell asleep right away. I laid there for what seemed like an eternity, knowing something was up, and that someone else had fucked my boyfriend. Not just fucked him, but fucked him raw. Not just fucked him raw, but came in his unprotected bare hole. My boyfriend and I had fucked bare since we decided to be exclusive a few months before, but I guess all bets were off now. Strangely, I wasn't angry, I just wanted to be part of the decision for him, and maybe me too, to take cum from other guys. I decided to try to find out what was up the next time he told me he had to “work late.” I didn't have to wait long to put my plan into action. Just three days later, my boyfriend sent me a text message saying, 'LOOKS LIKE ANOTHER LONG NITE. C U AT HOME L8R.' I knew he usually got off work around 6, so I headed to his office at 5:45 or so, and snuck in to see him working at his desk. I noticed he kept watching the clock like he was nervous, or in a hurry or something. At the stroke of 6, he leapt him, pulled on his coat and headed for the door. I ducked behind a plant in the lobby, and followed him out. He walked quickly to the corner and ran down the steps to the subway. I had to run to catch up. Luckily, I managed to hop into the car just before the doors closed, and hid behind a tall guy. A few stops later, my boyfriend hopped off the train, and I followed. Up on the street, he made a few turns and ducked into a gay adult bookstore. There was a neon sign in the window saying “BUDDY BASEMENT.” I looked around the shop and didn't see him, so I went to the desk and asked the Attendant, a skinny guy with a pierced nose and some raunchy tattoos on his arms, “Did a cute guy about 6'-0”, with a motorcycle jacket just go to the basement?” He answered with a smirk, “Oh, him, yeah. Better hurry after him if you don't want sloppy seconds, er, thirds, or fourths! He's real popular around here.” My jaw dropped, but I paid the admission and headed down as my cock started getting hard. There was a dim musty locker room where a few guys were fooling around. Some were in their underwear, or jockstraps, but most were wrapped in a towel or naked. I shucked off my clothes, except for my jockstrap, and went out into the hall to see if I could find my boy. I wasn't sure what I would do when I did find him, but I knew it would be fun. The thought of walking in on him taking some stranger's raw load got me so hard. I peeked into a few cubicles and saw some nasty raw action, but no sign of my boy. I lingered a bit watching one cute skinny blond boy sit on two raw dicks in one room. Just then, I felt a hand caress my exposed cheeks. “Haven't seen you around here before,” said a sultry voice. I turned, half expecting it to be my boy, but it wasn't. It was a hot as hell hunk, late 20s, tall, blond spiky hair, ripped gym body, naked except for a small towel over his crotch. I could tell my the lump down there that he was well hung. “Wanna play?” he asked. “Fuck yeah.” I figured a little distraction wouldn't hurt things, and maybe some bareback sex would even the playing field a bit. Right there in the hall, I knelt down and pulled his towel off, revealing a think eight inch uncut cock. I swallowed it all in one gulp. He moaned, grabbing the back of my head and forced my mouth all the way down onto his cock. “You take raw loads, man?” “Well, I'm new at this, but I might if it was clean.” “Oh yeah. I'm clean. Took a shower before heading over.” I laughed at his corny joke as he stood me up and led me into a room. He didn't close the door, but kept it open a crack. I figured this stud must like an audience. “Get me wet, dude.” I lay down on my back on the bed, and he pulled my head off of the edge of the mattress. He started shoving his cock down my throat. I slobbered all over it, choking and gagging a bit. Just then, I heard the door creak and felt a hand on my ass. My top pulled my knees to my check, exposing my ass for the new stranger. I felt a tongue probing my hole, followed my a finger or two. “Is he primed and ready?” my top asked. “Ummmmmmmm...” was the only reply. My top pulled out of my throat and flipped me over so I was facing the wall. I guided his bare dick into my ass. He was slow at first, but picked up once I was accustomed to his girth. After a few thrusts, I could feel him bottoming out deep in my gut. I was moaning, almost whimpering as he fucked me. I knew I was going to take his cum now whether I wanted to or not. As he picked him his pace he grunted into my ear, “You gonna be a good boy and take my seed?” “Yeah.” “You gonna let me give you my babies?” “Fuck yeah.” “You gonna let me POZ THAT ASS!?!?!” What? I thought he said he was clean! He thrust forward, shooting his poisoned jizz as deep into my raw hole as it could go. I could feel one, two, three, four, then five spurts. I came without even touching my dick, shooting my wad all over the filthy bedspread beneath me. It was then that I heard a familiar voice. “So, you've met Andy.” I turned my head to see my boyfriend standing there, naked and hard. I was speechless. I'd just done what he had done, cheated and taken a raw load! But the load simmering in my gut was POZ! I could only imagine what he must have been thinking. “Don't worry about it. Andy started giving me his death seed when I discovered this place a few weeks ago.” So, my boyfriend had been taking POZ loads too! He leaned forward and kissed me hard on the mouth, rubbing his stubble into my face. When he pulled away, Andy was gone, but I knew it wouldn't be the last time he fucked me.

1. The Pary I slipped back into the booth setting my beer down on the round table as I did so and nodded to the booth’s other occupant. I had never been too keen on gay bars but it was my roommate’s birthday so he had gotten to pick the bar. It was still early in the night, the bar was still quiet, a person could actually hear himself speak, and so far only one of my roommate’s other friends had shown up. Austin, my roommate had gone off to the bathroom while I went to the bar to grab myself another beer, which now left me alone with his friend Rick. Rick was a bit older then I was maybe twenty-six, or twenty-seven, to my twenty-four. He was tall and powerfully built, with broad shoulders and thick muscular arms. His strong square pecs were clearly visible through his black v-neck t-shirt, and this thick growth of dark black hair sprouted up around the base of his neck. He was just the sort of guy that I normally go for, a total man’s man, if there was such a thing any more. I myself was a little shorter then he, with sandy blond hair, and a tight runner’s body that I worked hard to maintain. Around my sophomore year of college I had started to get a bit hairy, and now a year after graduation I was quite proud of the broad swath of light brown hair that grew across my chest and stomach; however I was now where near as hairy as Rick promised to be. “How long have you known Austin,” Rick said, in a deep voice, shifting round the booth a bit to get closer to me. “We met freshmen year of college, we lived across the hall from each other actually.” “And now you’re roommates? Or something more?” “No, just roommates. There’s never been anything like that between us,” I said truthfully. Austin and I had become friends living in the dorms at Northwestern and then roommates when we both moved off campus our junior years. It had seemed logical after graduation when we both got jobs in Chicago to continue the arrangement and get a place together in the city. Our two-bedroom Wrigleyville apartment was small and a bit cramped but we had found a place in a pretty good part of the neighborhood and sometimes the sun even shown through my window in the morning. “What about you,” I asked, “how do you know Austin?” “I met him a year ago, just after he moved to the city…well actually, right here,” he gestured to the bar around him, “been fucking the shit out of him since.” I was a little taken aback and just blinked at Rick. I had never really been comfortable discussing my own sex life, and I was most certainly uncomfortable discussing my roommate and best friend’s sex life. “Excuse me,” I stammered. “Yeah, I’ve probably wrecked that boy’s hot ass once a week sense we met. Except for when he plows me with that donkey dick of his.” The way that he said that sounded like he assumed that I had first hand experience with Austin’s donkey dick. Just then Austin came back followed by two girls and a couple more guys. The night suddenly took off from there, drinks were ordered all around and many shots started appearing at the table. Eventually the bar filled up and everyone ended up on the writhing mess that made up the dance floor. Austin, having drank more then his skinny little twink frame could handle, and possibly more then I had ever seen him drink before, had lost all of his inhibitions and was grinding his ass unapologetically on Rick’s crotch. Amongst the mess of sweaty gyrating bodies I was the only one who noticed the pair. My gaze was drawn to them as I watched my normally quiet and demure roommate grind his ass hungrily onto this big hulk of a man’s crotch. More drinks were had, and more dancing, Austin kept pace but was fading fast. As it drew close to closing time he had devolved into a sweaty, sloppy, drunken mess. When the lights came on and the bar started to clear out, I scooped Austin up from the booth he had half sat half fallen into for the past ten minutes and started to guide him towards the door. Several of his friends asked if I needed help with him, I assured them I was fine and started to steer him towards home. Just as I got to the corner and started to push Austin towards the L station, Rick caught up with us and slipped Austin’s other arm around his shoulder taking some of the, what was quickly becoming, dead weight that was my roommate. “Looked like you could use a hand,” he remarked. Again I assured him that I was fine, but Rick wasn’t taking no for an answer. He helped me get Austin onto the train, rode the two stops to our apartment and then helped me shove him up the steps to our door. Once we had pored him into his bed, rolled him onto his side, stuffed a pillow under his head, and closed the door, Rick finally broke the silence that had fallen between us. “You’re a good friend, taking care of him like that.” “Thanks,” I said, “and thanks for your help. He would have been a lot to handle on my own once he passed out on the train.” “No problem,” he smiled a broad toothy smile. “Do you want a glass of water or something?” I asked. “Yeah that would be great, those damn clubs are always so hot. I’m always so sweaty and hot afterwards.” I laughed and turned to the little kitchen area just off the living room. I filled two glasses of water from the pitcher in the fridge and turned back to face Rick. He had pulled off his black v-neck shirt and now stood bare chested facing me. His broad square pecs looked even more impressive then I had guessed they would through his shirt. Covered in a thick dark forest of hair they each sported a warm pink nipple the left one adorned with a single silver bar through it. He didn’t have a six pack but rather the single broad powerful patch of muscle that came from manual labor not a gym. A deep v of muscle framed the dense, dark, almost black, treasure trail that vanished into his low slung dark jeans. My cock twitched. His skin still glistened with sweat slightly. I felt my mouth go a little dry. He smiled that big toothy grin at me again. I handed him the water silently, his fingers brushing against mine as he took the water. “Too bad Austin got so drunk tonight,” he said the smile faltering a little. “Why is that,” I asked. “Well I’ve been saving up this birthday present for him all week,” he said, something new creeping into his sparkling brown eyes, “but I guess I’ll just have to give it to someone else.” “Could always wait till tomorrow,” I laughed, feeling a little nervous now. “Can’t wait that long, I’ve been saving this up all week, it’s now or never,” he took a step closer and as I leaned back to keep the distance between us equal I felt the kitchen counter firm behind my back. I laughed nervously again, as he stepped just a little bit closer. “So what is this present that Austin’s going to miss out on now,” I asked, guessing that I probably already knew the answer. “What do you think it is?” he asked, the hand not holding his glass of water now drifting to his crotch. “Dunno,” I said quietly trying to keep my eyes on his face. “A big hot six day load from my big, fat, beer can cock shot right up your roommate's cunt," he answered in a whisper. He was now only a foot away from me, and I heard him set his glass down on the counter with a clink. “But,” he continued, leaning in a little bit more his mouth getting closer to mine, “I guess I could always find some slut on Grindr to give it too. Unless,” he paused, his mouth now only an inch from mine, “There was a hot bottom boy right in front of me I could give this gift to.” With that he finally closed the gap, his mouth pressing hard to mine. I resisted for a moment, but when the hand that had been holding his water came to rest on the small of my back pulling me tight to his hairy slightly sweaty body, I melted. My lips parted and I let his tongue slip into my mouth, wrestling with my own. His hands slid over my body, slipping under my shirt, running up and down my back. He broke the kiss only to quickly pull my shirt off over my head. With my shirt now gone his hands slid down my back till the rested on my ass. He kneaded at the meaty flesh, and pulled away to say, “Damn you’ve got a hot ass. How the hell has Austin been able to resist this for so long?” “I always thought Austin was, like me, a total bottom,” I replied, a bit breathlessly. “With a cock like his that would be a fucking crime. Now get on your knees and get my cock out. I wanna see it down your throat before I stuff it up your ass.” He spun us around so that he was now the one with his back against the counter and I immediately fell to my knees. Normally I am not a hook up sort of person, but Rick was so fucking hot, between his amazing body, the slight stench of sweat that clung to him, his brick demanding manor, and the considerable amount of beer I had had I never once thought of saying no to him. I fumbled for a moment with his button fly but soon had his pants around his ankles. He wore no underwear, so I was face to face with Rick’s self proclaimed “big, fat, beer can cock.” He had not been exaggerating. It was like being face to face with a flesh colored can of Guinness. The massive, heavily veined, organ sprouted from a dense patch of black pubes and sported two almost absurdly low hanging swollen balls beneath it. Without being told to I stretched my mouth widely and too the bulbous mushroom head in my mouth. I worked as much as I could into my mouth, slobbering all over the shaft as I did so. I put my hands on his strong hips trying to pull myself forward. His hands soon came to rest of the back of my head pressing me into him, forcing more of his cock down my throat. Precum began to ooze from his cock, filling my mouth, and dripping out the corners of my lips along with my own spit and he started to face-fuck me. Rick groaned in pleasure as my throat worked his cock, and my own cock strained against my pants. Though I never would admit it I loved rough sex, I loved being used, and this big hunk of a man was doing just that. After I don’t know how long, he stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth. He dragged me to my feet and kissed me before saying, “Strip.” I shucked the last of my clothing, and stood naked before him, my own modest six and a half inch cock shinny with precum. He kissed me again and then said something that surprised me, “Sit on my face, I wanna work your hole open before I fill you with my fat cock.” I stepped back and he lay down on the floor right out side of the door to where Austin slept. At this point I didn’t care and as soon as he was down I knelt down over him putting my ass right on his face. As his tongue found my hole I bent forward and did my best to swallow his cock again. Rick clearly took pleasure from eating ass and as his tongue danced around my hole I felt myself opening up to him, my sphincter relaxing far quicker then it normally did. Relaxing my hole wasn’t enough for him and he pressed his tongue into me, occasionally slipping a finger in too. I was moaning around his cock, groaning desperately as waves of pleasure crashed over me. It was a good thing that Austin was completely passed out cause there was no way he would have slept through my desperate whimperings and moanings of pleasure as Rick lapped at my hole. Finally I couldn’t take any more of it and I pulled my mouth off of his cock, quickly turning around so that I was now straddling his hips. I kissed him hard on the mouth, rocking my hips back and forth I felt his spit-slicked cock sliding up and down my equally slick crack. When I had spun around I had intended to get him into my room, into my bed, quickly get a condom on his cock and stuff his fat tool deep inside of me, but when I felt his mushroom head make contact with my well loosened hole, I did something that I never do out of a relationship. I pressed back with my hips, pushing my ass onto his cock, Rick locked eyes with me and shifted his pelvis forward a little bit. The head of his cock began to work its way inside of me, stretching me wider and wider as it entered. The thought of stopping seemed impossible, plus he had basically told me that he was going to be dumping a load in Austin tonight, and Austin would mess around with someone who wasn’t safe. I moaned loudly, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as his cock sank deeper and deeper into me. When I finally felt his pubes on my taint I felt more full then I had ever before. Rick smiled that same toothy smile and started to rock his hips, fucking his cock into me slowly as I got use to the size of his cock. I felt like he was pulling my intestines out with his cock each time he retreated and punching them back in again with each inward thrust. He pulled me to him and started to kiss me deeply again. Somehow he managed to flip us both over, his arms tight around me, his cock never leaving my hole, so that I was now on my back and he was between my wide spread legs. The gentle fucking was over now. Rick from his new position shifted my legs to his shoulders and left forward essentially bending me in half, and then began to hammer away at my hole. This was how I loved to be fucked, on my back like a whore, taking cock deep and hard. Rick seemed to understand that without my having to explain it to him. He whispered “I’m gonna wreck your hole boy and then give you my gift. You want it boy?” “Yes,” I panted, sweat springing up on my face, “Give me Austin’s birthday present.” He completed my hole, telling me how it fit his fat cock like a warm glove. I could feel myself becoming loose around him, and I squeezed my ass tighter working his cock with my sphincter. I honestly have no idea how long he fucked me on the floor that night, all that I knew is that when he finally growled, “Here comes your present slut,” I had become sweaty, sloppy, mess, begging Rick to use my hole. Rick slammed into me one last time, bottoming out completely and causing me to yelp, as he said, “Take my fucking load bitch!” I felt his cock twitching in my hole and I knew that he was flooding me with six days worth of built-up cum. I moaned and felt my own cock twitch as I shot a load all over my self without even touching my cock. We stayed like that for a long moment, laying there with his cock still buried deep in my now cum filled hole, in a sweaty heap, before finally Rick said, “Damn, you’ve got a better ass even then Austin. I’m gonna have to start breeding your hole regularly.” I laughed, “Why don’t we go crash in my bed for a while. If you’re up for it in the morning we can go for round two.” “Sure thing,” he flashed that toothy grin again and pulled his cock slowly from my hole. I clenched tight as he withdrew trying to keep the massive amount of cum he had shot inside me. I mostly succeeded and I showed him to my room with just a thin trickle of cum running down my leg. Rick walked closely behind me, kissing my neck as we walked, his cock quickly rising to full mast again. By the time we got to the bed he had slipped his cock back into me and was slow fucking my wrecked hole. We did sleep that night but not much, by the time we passed out around seven in the morning I had two more loads in my ass. Together we fell asleep in my bed, Rick’s cock just inches from my well-used hole, the door to my room left wide open in our drunken horniness.

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

“Wait,” I moaned. I was hesitant but I didn’t catch myself refusing as someone pressed a bottle of poppers under my nose for me to huff back on. I was suddenly beginning to regret giving Mac head in front of them, or even staying there after arriving after realizing he’d invited friends or was parting. I’d anticipated a rough, sloppy fuck with Mac, but instead I was feeling woozy, high, and suddenly rushed. “Wait, what? You said you wanted to get pigraped,” Mac said, handing me the blunt as I wiped spit from my jaw. The other men eagerly undressed and the table with all the party supplies was pulled back. Someone smeared lube in the crack of my ass and roughly shoved a finger in. The lights were even lower now and I couldn’t make out who was who, save for Mike and Mac who were the biggest of them. Someone put their dicks to my lips but I was reaching for my beer, and it was given to me to quickly take a gulp and then I was pulled back again, Mike’s hard black dick being shoved down into my throat. I gagged and choked. Mac was fingering my ass as the other men helped to hold my legs up, hold facing off the edge of the couch. I felt his fingers come out and then one go back in and scratch around. The sensation burned and I moaned and tried to pull back but my hands were grabbed and I was pinned back, Mike laughing and cursing as he fucked my throat. “Yeah, slut, suck that dirty dick. Give him another bump and split his shit open.” Mike issued as my mouth ached trying to stretch around his humongous dick. I could barely fit half of it down into my throat, but as his words registered I began to freak out and try pull away. The grip around my wrists tightened and I realized it was Mike holding my leg as I opened my eyes. Mac looked angry as he reached behind him and then shoved his finger back into my ass. Burning again. “You said you wanted to get pigraped – what’s wrong? Stupid bitch…I told you to be careful what you wish for,” Mac said, attitude no longer playful. With that he grabbed his dick, stroked it down twice and shoved it head first into my hole, ripping me open and slamming it all the way in. My asshole felt like a rubber band, and I could have sworn I felt it snap and send a hollow feeling through me. Mike quickly yanked his dick out of my throat so I wouldn’t bite and covered my mouth as I screamed a shrill pitch. Voices laughed and cheered him on. Fuck that stupid hoe. Tear his shit up. He ain’t goin no where, I dropped some G in his beer – give this bitch his first dirty nut. Tears filled my eyes as Mike looked down at me, still covering my mouth as he stood chuckling like a parent often does at a child. G? Wasn't that the daterape drug? I wasn't sure. I wasn't even sure if I was feeling the effects of it or not. I was still in angst waiting, thinking the bump was going to make me hallucinate or something. My asshole was still on fire, feeling Mac’s thick dick plunge back and forth inside of me, yanking my asshole and guts back and forth. The pain and pressure pressed upward into my stomach and finally began to dull after a few moments. The two recording it on their camera phone came in close as Mac began to grunt and curse me and call me a nasty pig bitch. “You’re hole is gonna be ruined when I’m done with you bitch. This shit’s gonna be all nasty and open and full of poz nut. Everyone’s gonna know you’re a whore.” Someone laughed and someone grunted. My eyes went wide with fear as Mac sped up with his thrust and Mike tightened his grip. “Give it to him! Knock that pussy up.” Mac growled and planted his dick as deep inside of me as he could and I could feel his nutt spurting up inside of my ripped open guts. I was high now, and tired, thankful that the painful thrusts were over for the moment, but I trembled as I lay pinned back on the couch. Was he really HIV Positive? Mac laughed. “You’re a pig now, bitch. For life.” I tried to growl something from underneath Mike’s hand, but it came out muffled. Then he removed it. “What’s wrong?” “I told you to wait… You didn’t tell me you were poz.” “You didn’t ask. You said you wanted to be pigraped. Shut the fuck up, bleed, and take some nut. You wanted to be a stupid faggot for niggas you didn’t know.” Someone else moved in Mac’s place and began rubbing his dick over my aching hole, smearing the blood and the cum all over the head of his dick. “Stop. Please. For real,” I tried to say but they pinned me back again and laughed. “Breed this bitch so I can wreck this bitch and fist all that dirty nut in him till he rosebuds.” A rag doused in Maximum impact was put over my mouth and mymind went numb as the next guy plowed my hole. By the time I came to, they were already switching up. I’d been bred again. Mike laughed and flopped his humungous dick over my crotch. “You gonna need another bump for this dick bitch. But you gonna take it.” I squirmed. His dick had to be at least 12 inches long and THICK as a beer can. I didn’t want my hole to be ruined by him roughly plowing me like a dirty whore. Secretly, I think I hoped he’d come to my rescue and sweep me off to the bedroom, but he wouldn’t. Instead he quickly forced another bump up my ass and used his two fingers to rub it into my swollen bleeding tissues. Then someone gave put the poppers under my nose and I hit it for what seemed like forever. Finally, as Mike stroked his dick back to length at my hole, they pulled the bottle away and let my head zoom as he pushed forth inside of me. “Oh!” I howled. “Yeah bitch. Let Daddy wreck that pussy. You gon keep giving this shit up.” “He wasn’t as rough as Mac was. Instead he moved forward slowly, buring himself as deep as he could inside of me, making me take all of it into my second hold before pulling out and thrusting back in. I moaned and groaned and finally he readjusted himself and began slamming my hole with that dick. I screamed out and cried. “Wait! Stop!” “Shut the fuck up pig. Hold him in place.” I was helpless as they continued to rape me. My mind was flying with the drugs and I was suddenly fading in and out. The beer. They must have put something in the beer. But I knew that, didn't I? Thinking about it, I spaced out. When I came to, I was in the bedroom on my back, having my face pissed on while Mike continued to terrorize my insides with his giant dick. “Nasty bitch. Take this nutt.” Mike grunted as he shoved himself deep and quaked as his dick released another heavy nutt inside of me. “That’s like 15 nuts now Mac,” someone laughed. Mike quickly removed himself to take another hit of the pipe and get a drink and Mac sat on the bed between my legs and began to smear Crisco all over my hole as he puffed smoke out from a lit cigar. His face looked like a growling bears as his brows bent and the clouds gathered around his barely shaven, bearish face. “No,” I said. I’d didn't wanted to be fisted. The thought disgusted me. I didn’t want to be so loose and open that no one would be satisfied with me, or want to do anything other than fuck me like a hoe. And I definitely didn’t want to end up with a rosebud or with my insides poking out like most fisting bottoms. But more poppers were brought to me and hands gripped me down. Mac laughed and flicked his car carelessly, leaving ass falling onto my greasy hole. “No means yes when a pig is getting raped,” he said. “I’m gonna make sure you’re hole is ruined bitch.” Four fingers went in with ease. I moaned out and he spit on me. “Shut the fuck up. You ain’t goin no where. You better lie there and take it so I don’t have to punch this shit open and send you to a hospital.” I wanted to cry, but instead I relaxed as he slipped his fifth digit in and bean to slowly work my hole. More poppers were given to me as I moaned loudly, and then finally, hands gripped me tightly and I could feel himself forcing his way in. I screamed out. Someone covered my mouth and cheered him on. “It’s almost in. Almost in… Almost.” POP! I felt my hold close up around his wrist, burning, aching, like my torso was being split in half. I huffed on my own breaths and choked as I cried. They laughed. “Work that shit open. Fuck this nasty bitch. Wreck that hole.” I could feel his hand turning inside of me, pressing back and forth against my insides, looking for the next opening, and then he pulled back and I grunted and growled in pain and anguish. “Yeah bitch! Open that pussy up. Push that shit out.” I pushed out and his hand started to move back out of me. Before it came out he pushed it back in though. I thought it was going to kill me. “Mmm…somebody get another bump. And give him the pipe, he’s gonna need a hit,” Mac ordered, slowly pushing his hand in and out of my sphincter, stretching it out. “Oh my god,” I managed to cry from beneath the hand over my mouth. Mac laughed as he pulled his hand out and another bump when in me. Someone put a glass pipe to my lips and told me to inhale. I did, and then I laid back feeling my dick get hard for some shaming reason. “Look at his dick gettin’ hard. You nasty, dirty ass faggot. You deserve every disease you get and every dude that rapes you,” Mac said, slapping me and then spitting on me. His hand went back to my hole and shoved up inside of me roughly. I screeched. He laughed. They held me down and started to shove poppers at my nose and dick down my throat again while Mac continued fisting my hole out. Mike came back in and sat at the head of the bed where I was being fed more dirty, sweaty dick. “Yeah, Mikey think’s he likes it. When Big Mac gets done, that hole is gonna be OPEN! You're gonna have a big ass, sick rosebud, bitch. Ain’t nobody gonna want you so you might as well keep giving it to us. We gonna pimp you party bitch. And when Mac's finished, I’m getting both my big ass hands in that lil pussy and then we got more dick on the way. Oh yeah, we got at least 5 other guys on the way now and like 30 more to call.” They laughed as I went limp and felt my holes opening wide. I have no idea how many guys raped my raw ass. I want to say 22, but I was too fucked up to be sure. When they finished I found myself gathering my senses as quickly as possible, ready to go home and hide. The mattress in the bedroom was a greasy mess of cum, crisco, lube, piss, a rather large blood stain, and even shit. I had shit on my face too, but couldn't remember everything. I was almost half asleep on the ride home in the truck with Mac, and after hiding in my room and avoiding anymore contact with with him for over a week, I got an email. It was short. "I told you a lot of bitches regret asking to be pigraped. Call me when you can't nobody else to fuck that nasty pussy now. If you test Poz, that hole belongs to me bitch. If you test Poz for HIV and Hep, it's my man Mike's, but we'll all still dump in that hole anytime..."

I fully intended to stop barebacking and not take loads up my ass and I saved my fantasies of taking poz cum in my ass for jerking off. I posted ads on Craigslist and got the usual ratio of about 8 losers to 1 keeper. Finally a guy who sounded really hot came over: black, tall, built, 9 inches and uncut. Like most queers I adore big black uncut cock. A total top he said; I was going to be his bitch for the evening. I was really excited, I hadn't gotten fucked in 8 months and needed it bad, so I said I'd love to be your bitch gurl. "Do you mind if I turn a couple of video cameras on and record you fucking me?" "Go ahead, just give me a copy. One thing I should tell you, I'm poz. I'll been a little erratic with my meds, so my viral load is kind of high." Shit. I'd forgotten to ask him his status online. I didn't play with poz guys, fantasies notwithstanding. But, I was so fucking horny, and he was hot and he was here. "Well, ok, but use a condom to fuck me; I'll suck you raw, but I won't eat your load." "That's fine" He took me in his arms and kissed me deep, I was oozing precum and my asshole was lubing up, getting ready for his cock. "Take my cock out and suck it you hot bitch. Call me Daddy.". "Yes Daddy." I dropped to my knees, unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his 501s and pulled his soft cock out. It was lovely, pitch black with a long foreskin extending well beyond the head. I took the skin in both hands, pried it apart and began licking the head and inside of the skin. He was flowing precum, I was in heaven lapping up his juice; then I remembered, I was eating poz precum. I was getting virus in my mouth. My stomach flipped over, I was scared but my dick was hard as a rock and my hole was sloppy, ready for anything. I sucked him till he was rock hard, which didn't take long. He was indeed 9 inches, but he'd neglected to mention how thick he was; thick as a beer can. I'd gotten pounded by a couple of nine inchers, but none as thick. This was going to be a fuck to remember. His balls were huge and hung low, I dove down and started licking and sucking on them. I could barely get one at a time in my mouth. He moaned, pulled me up to his face and kissed me. "Let's get into bed." I whimpered. I really wanted that big black prick in my pussy. "Get a rubber and put it on" I always kept a selection of condoms and lube by the bed. I dug through the pile and got the biggest one. Holding the thick shaft in my hand I licked and mouthed the head, lubing it for the rubber. My hands wouldn't go completely around his cock, and I have big hands with long fingers. He'd opened the condom package and handed the rubber to me. I positioned it over the head and slid it down over the head and the shaft with my mouth. Except I didn't, it wouldn't fit. I was trembling with need for for his cock, struggling with the rubber. I struggled with the slippery condom and the hard cock oozing precum for what seemd like an eternity, But I just couldn't do it; his cock was too big and the rubber too small Finally he growled, grabbed me by the neck and pulled me off his cock. He picked up the rubber and threw it across the room. "Fuck it. I'm gonna fuck your ass raw, you faggot bitch!" I turned away and tried to swing my legs over the side of the bed, but his two big hands grabbed me and pulled me to the center of the bed. He pinned me face down, climbed on top and kicked my legs apart. "No, don't. I don't want to get pozzed!" " Take a deep breath bitch, you're going to get fucked now!" I felt the head of his cock against my asshole. He rubbed it around, drooling virus laden precum on my hole and rubbing it in. I was terrified, moaning and crying, tears pouring down. I was getting pozzed. "Please use lube, please!" "Fuck you, you little whore; you're getting it now!" He shoved his huge prick deep into my asshole with one stroke. I screamed, I could feel my ass tear. I'd never felt so much pain. I struggled, but didn't have a chance. Like most men that liked cock I'd fantasized about getting raped, about how hot it would be. Now I really was getting raped. It wasn't fun at all. The pain was incredible. I had no control over the situation, he could use me however he wanted, for as long as he wanted. He could do anything he wanted, he could kill me. My dick was hard as it had ever been, I was terrified, about to throw up from fear. I shot a load into the bed. He felt me twitch and ran his hand under my cock. It was smeared with my cum. He laughed, "How's it feel having your darkest fantasies come true, boy? You're getting raped by a big, coal black nigger and you love it. You're getting pozzed and you love it." He smeared his hand across my mouth, "Eat your cum, you little queer. I'm going to make all your deepest desires come true tonight." I eagerly licked my cum off his hand, sobbing, tears flowing. And my ass hurt. God, did it hurt. My cock was still hard. His cock started stroking in and out, lubed by precum, and no doubt, my blood. He pulled all the way out. My asshole ached and stung, the pain was intense. I wanted his prick back in my hole and pushed my butt up trying the capture what I wanted. He laughed. "Want more, bitch? Don't worry, you're going to get it. But first, lick my dick clean." He rolled me over on my back and shoved his cock in my mouth. It was smeared with precum and streaks of blood. He shoved my head down on it, I licked, tasting precum, assjuice and blood. It was wonderful. I whimpered, but from pleasure this time. I loved worshipping my daddy's dick. He chuckled. "Looks like I've got a brand new convert. A faggot whore for poz nigger cock. Your ass is torn up, my babies are already in your blood. You're just another infected dicksucker now. But I'm still going to fill you with poison seed, make sure I do the job. What do you say to that, faggot?" "Thank you, sir. Thank you for your cock and your gift. Please fuck me, please?" I wasn't pretending, I was in pain, but I really was glad. I was on the road to where I wanted to be. I no longer had to worry about getting infected. It was done. He pulled me to him and kissed me. "You're Daddy's little whore now, aren't you? You'll do anything I say, won't you?" "Yes Daddy, I'm yours now. I want to please you." And I did, this man owned me now, I had his babies, his dna, in my blood. And I really wanted that lovely prick in my pussy again. "You took your fucking like good little whore, I'm going to reward you" He reached over to the end table and got a bottle of lube and smeared it over his cock. "I don't care how much I tore you up; I'm lubing you so it feels better for me. I don't give a shit whether you like it or not; you're just my punk ass faggot bitch. Stick your ass in the air, queer." I did and Daddy stuck the bottle's nozzle in my pussyhole. He squeezed and I felt a cold invasion flow into me. I whimpered, I wanted Daddy's hot cock in me. "On your back, bitch." I rolled over, Daddy grabbed my legs, pulled them apart, put my heels on his shoulders, nuzzled his cock against my hole and slid in. He bottomed out and held it, put one hand on the back of my head and pulled my mouth to his. Daddy's tongue slid past my lips and raped my mouth, like his cock raped my asshole. I played with my owner's tongue with mine, loving it that Daddy liked kissing me. My Daddy rode me long and hard, his wonderful prick stretching my hole, getting it accustomed to being used for his pleasure. I loved it, I'd never been fucked like that. He kissed me again and I shot a load all over my belly and chest. Daddy laughed, licked it up and kissed me, pushing my cum in my mouth. Then he picked up the pace and banged me hard for 10 or 15 minutes, finally shoving his prick deeper that it'd ever been and groaned. A warm flood filled my pussy as Daddy's cock twitched and shot spurt after spurt of poison jizz into my guts. "Pozzing your cunt, bitch!" He humped his cock into me 4 or 5 times really hard, tearing my pussy more, I screamed with pain. Daddy collapsed on me, kissed me again and looked into my eyes. I was moaning and whimpering with pain and pleasure. "Welcome to the club, you poz fuckhole." I kissed Daddy back, "Thank you Daddy". Daddy slid his cock out of me and held it in front of my face. It was lovely, softening slightly, dripping cum heavily streaked with my blood. I eagerly raised my head and took it in my mouth and sucked it clean. It was even better than the first time he had me clean him; his cum delicious, especially spiced with my pussy juice and the coppery taste of my blood. "Don't let anybody use your pussy till you get the fuck flu and test positive. I want you infected with my babies first." "Daddy, I don't want any cock but yours. I hope I please you and that you will fuck me anytime you want" Three weeks later I was down with the flu for 10 days. I was so sick I couldn't get out of bed except to crawl to the toilet. Daddy took pity on me and had his girls drop by and bring me food and gatorade. When I got better I went to the clinic and got tested. It worked; I was poz!

Recently it seemed every patient has having a hernia repair. The men come out in scrotal support which is just a flimsy jock strap. As the latest guy woke up from the anesthesia he wanted to see the dressing so I pulled up his gown and showed him, making sure to run my hands around his abdomen and around his crotch asking if it was tender or hurt. Later he asked if I could remove the support because it was near his dressing and was bothering him. After removing it he laid back spread his legs and relaxed. I stepped away to get him something to drink and when I returned he had kicked off the covers his hands were under his gown slowly moving. I teased him saying "It looks like you have your hands full." He just grinned and continued jacking. Anesthesia and pain medication make people relax and do all kinds of things. As I leaned over to check his dressing, his free hand brushed over my cock. He did it a few times and then he saw I was not going to object, he took a firmer hold of my cock, which was still in my scrub pants, so I reached down, unzipped and pulled my cock out. We jacked each other for a minute or so, and then he slid down a bit, leaned over, and took my cock into his mouth. After a few minutes he looked up at me and whispered, “My boyfriend would love to get his hands on this!” I bent over and licked the head of his cock and sucked him all the way down. He relaxed his legs and my fingers searched out his hole. I slowly wet a finger and pushed it inside him. I found his prostate and worked it as I sucked him. Within a short amount of time he shot a nice load in my mouth. Later as he was getting ready for discharge, his boyfriend was helping him get dressed in the bathroom. I knocked, asking if they needed any help. Upon opening the door, I found my patient was sucking his boyfriend's cock. I smiled and they motioned me in. I stood behind the boyfriend and rubbed his ass while he reach back to massage my cock through my scrub pants. The patient looked at me and said "Fuck him." I got on my knees and rimmed his ass then stood up and sunk my cock into his boyfriend's hole. Knowing we did not have much time, I could only give him a quick, hard pump and dump, fucking my load into his ass. When I was finished he pulled off, turned around, and sucked my cock clean. I bent to kiss the patient who had a load of his boyfriend's cum in his mouth which he shared with me. The whole thing did not take long, but fuck was it hot. I have gotten together with them a few more times for longer sessions but none comes close to fucking at work.

1. The Initiation At 19 I was desperate to make sure I didn't hit the age of 20 still a virgin. I was a good-looking young man, average height, slim, ice blue eyes, and a nice tight ass that I was sure I could put to good use. A dirty blond (in more ways than one), I wasn't super hairy, but I wasn't a smooth, hairless twink either. I kept thinking what I wanted more than anything else in the world was an aggressive, older brother type boyfriend who would satisfy my needs to be fucked like the pig I knew I was, and then love and protect me in between fucks. Little did I know what was coming my way. I was performing with a summer arts camp when I met him. About ten years older than me, tall, dark hair, lean, muscular body, killer smile, but great hairy chest and legs. On top of that I could tell from his shorts that he was packing a major piece of meat. We were rehearsing in a church, and I kept thinking to myself I'd get struck down at any moment for the incredibly impure thoughts I kept having about this guy. I'd catch myself staring, and he'd just flash me that smile that made my ass twitch. This went on for about a week, when one afternoon we took a break and I made my way to the basement bathroom to jerk off that load that was churning in my nuts. As I entered the bathroom, I felt someone behind me. I turned to see that HE had followed me in. I tried desperately to act like I hadn't noticed and head to the urinal to try and take a piss, but he stopped me, putting his big hand on my neck and turning me back around towards him. I couldn't believe what was happening, and as if in slow motion, he pulled me towards his face, and quietly said "I know you want this. You've been watching me all week, and now you're gonna get it". Was this what I dreamt of? He then kissed me, roughly, passionately, and with his other hand on my ass pulled me in to feel his enormous hard cock pressing through his shorts. I melted into him. To me it felt like falling in love, but in reality I was surrendering to my desire to be taken, and used. We made out for what seemed like an eternity, and then suddenly he whipped me around, pushing me up against the sink. He pressed into me, breathing into my neck and whispering how he was going to make my ass his, right then and there. He slowly lowered my shorts, enough to work one of his fingers into my aching hole. "Hairy... nice." he said. "I'm gonna love flooding this sweet hole. You ready to get fucked, boy?" I instinctively arched my back into his crotch "Yes, I want you so bad." He pushed me down, and I could hear him spit into his other hand, and then suddenly I felt it. The head of my first dick pressing against my hairy hole. "This is probably gonna hurt a little bit, but just breathe and relax." What I didn't realize was just how thick and long his cock really was. Tapered at the head, but when he started to push into me it seemed like it took forever to finally reach its destination: my guts. Once he had his big, hairy balls pressed up against my ass, he started to pump. "Damn, boy, your ass was made to be fucked. You're wet already and taking this dick like it was meant for you." This made my heart skip a beat. Was this the one? He bucked in pleasure, and I could feel his muscular thighs bump into me as he ground his dick deep inside me. "We're gonna be together all summer, so you better get used to this on a daily basis, cause my nuts will need to be drained, and your ass is soooo fucking good..." I could feel him pushing harder into me, and I was trapped against the sink, steadying myself against the mirror with my hands. And now the real pounding started. Romance over, he let loose on my ass, holding onto my hips with his big hands as he destroyed my hole. Now THIS was what I had been wanting, a real man to just take over and use me for his pleasure. "This ass is too good, boy... I'm gonna cum..." and just like that he planted his dick as far into me as he could and let loose with his nut. I squeezed my ass around his dick, letting him know just how much I loved his gift of seed. In one quick motion he yanked his dick out of my ass and said, "now, clean off the rest." I dropped to my knees and finally got a look at this monster that had been in my ass. 9.5 veiny inches, big bushy pubes and low hanging nuts, now empty of their load. I couldn't help myself. I took as much of it into my mouth as I could and savored the taste of his nut, and my ass. It was rough concentrating for the rest of that rehearsal, and we did fuck like crazy for the next two weeks. But when I realized he was in an open relationship, my heart sank. I was just a hole to him. I retreated into myself, and vowed to never let myself get so close to anyone again. That was when I discovered the gloryholes.

Finding His Boy (Part 1) Matthew James (18, 5’8”, 125 pounds, blond hair, blue eyes, 7” cut and very smooth) was popular in school, a star on the high school baseball team and a very good student. He was looking forward to graduating in the spring and heading off to college and being able to be more himself. Matthew had a secret, he knew he was gay. But living in a small southern town and having a father who was a Baptist minister did not help him with his real self. He dated girls so that no one would have any suspicion of his true sexuality. The one thing that Matthew had trouble with was his sexual frustration. He spent many a night in his bedroom, any time he was in the shower or if he was home alone jacking off thinking about being with another man. His desire for male to male contact is what eventually leads him to his present situation. Matthew’s parents gave him a laptop for his 18th birthday. The laptop was top of the line with a built in internet card. Of course the purpose of the lap top was for college, but now Matthew could surf the internet and talk to other guy; guys like himself, and maybe, just maybe, he might find someone to hang out with or date. That’s where he met Reese Martin. Reese said he was 22, 6’2”, 200 pounds, light brown hair, and dark brown eyes, 9” thick cut. When ever Matthew had free time he was on his laptop chatting with Reese. The more they chatted, the more Matthew was falling for this mysterious stranger. Then the moment came that Matthew was dreaming about, Reese suggested that they meet up. Now Matthew had to be careful. Since his father was the minister at the local church, everyone in town knew him. He shared this fear with Reese. Reese knew exactly how to make this happen without anyone finding out…in fact he preferred it that way. Reese mad a suggestion that Matthew jumped at. He suggested that Matthew take the Greyhound bus out of town and Reese could meet him at the first stop out side of town. Then Reese could drive them to another town where they could have dinner. Matthew jumped at it and the plans were made for the coming Friday night. Matthew’s parents were heading out on a religious retreat and would be gone from Friday afternoon to right before church on Sunday. Matthew was free until early Sunday morning. Right after Matthew’s parents left he headed out to the bus station. He had on a hoodie with a ball cap pulled down hoping no one would recognize him. He met the bus at the stop close to his home at the edge of town. Stepped on and made sure no one he knew was on that bus. Paid the driver the $12.50 fare in cash and was off. About 30 miles out side of town the bus made its last stop before getting on the highway. Matthew got off and took out his laptop. He sent Reese a message that he was at the meeting spot waiting. After almost 15 minutes a white van pulled up and stopped. The driver’s side window was rolled down and Reese popped his head out. He looked just like the picture Matthew saw on the internet. Matthew jumped in the van and the two shook hands and Reese drove off. As the van drove down the 2 lane road Reese asked “What he wanted to do?” Matthew replied “I don’t know what did you have in mind?” “I have an idea, if you’re ok with it, we could pop into a motel and get a room and have some fun.” Matthew looked down and then glanced over at Reese. Seeing his smile and beautiful brown eyes and said “OK!” Reese knew of an out of the way Motel and in no time the white van pulled off the road. “Wait here while I go in and get a room.” Reese hoped out of the van and went inside the office. What Matthew didn’t know was that Reese already had spent the night at this motel last night. Reese came in and asked if his room had been made up as he requested. The owner told him that it had. He came back to find Matthew crouching down some in his seat trying to be seen by anyone he might know. Reese pulled around back and the two went into the room. There was a king size bed with a small fridge. Reese brought in some bottles of water from the van and the two sat down on the bed. If didn’t take long for them to start kissing and running their hands over each other. Reese knew that this sex starved teen was prime for the picking and soon enough he had his 9” cock in the teen’s mouth. “DAMN! For a beginner, you are good at sucking cock.” Matthew took a couple seconds to release Reese’s cock from his mouth to say, “Thanks” before he started to work, best he could, Reese’s cock into his throat. After a few minutes it was Matthew’s turn to see what a real man could do with a dick. As the 2 were trading places Matthew was able to get a good look at Reese’s body. He noticed that Reese didn’t have any sign of hair except on top of his head. He even commented on the lack of body hair Reese displayed, “Do you shave?” Reese replied that he was naturally smooth. Reese was between his legs and had his tool deep down his throat. Reese had plenty of experience with cocks of all sizes. So Matthew’s 7” tool was easy pickings for the experienced young man. Reese wasted no time and soon worked his mouth over Matthew’s virgin hole. When Reese stuck his tongue in, Matthew was in heaven. His moans told Reese had him and soon this boy would be his, forever. As Reese licked the boy cunt of his new toy, he was able to get into a baggie he had handy. As he worked Matthew’s hole he knew what it would take to get him ready for the final part of his plan. Reese slipped a finger into Matthew’s hole as he watched the look on the teen’s face. The moans and grin Reese saw told him his plan was working. Then he slipped in 2 fingers with the “special ingredient” from the baggie. “Careful Reese, that burns a little.” “You’re a virgin, right?” Matthew nodded his head yes. “Well, you’ve never been fucked before so of course it will feel like it is burning. Do you want me to stop?” Matthew shook his head no. He had waited this long to explore man to man sex, he wasn’t going to stop now. Reese worked in 3 fingers and more of his “special powder” as he watched Matthew’s eyes for a change in him to know when to go for the prize. Reese could see the change in Matthew as the Tina he massaged into the boy’s hole was taking hold. He kept his 3 fingers deep inside the boy’s hole as he came up for a kiss. AS they kissed deeply Reese pulled the fingers from his toy knowing full well that the emptiness would bring him to the point of wanting….no needing to be fucked. “You took your fingers out. I feel empty inside.” “That tells me you are ready to be fucked.” “I don’t know Reese, I’ve heard it hurts like hell the first time and you had 3 fingers in me and it felt like it was burning. I bet your cock will burn a lot more.” “Matthew I can use a special lube I have that has something to ‘numb’ it up for you so it won’t hurt, ok?” Matthew just shook his head yes and Reese pulled out of his backpack a little tube. This was a special mixture of lube, Tina and an anesthetic that would numb the boy’s cunt. Reese told Matthew, “Pull your legs into your chest” as he inserted the tube into his hole and squeezed in a generous amount. Reese went back to massaging in the mixture as he sucked on Matthew’s semi hard cock. The more he massaged it the more the drugs were absorbed into Matthew’s system, the more his cock became soft. Matthew was beginning to worry about his softening cock. Reese assured him that that was not abnormal and if figured that Matthew was probably more of a bottom. “Aren’t my fingers are feeling good inside you?” Matthew nodded, “Yes.” Reese replied, “I figured since I have 4 fingers in your ass now” as he leaned in to kiss Matthew again. This kiss was the most passionate and deep kiss the 2 had shared. As they kissed Reese pulled his fingers out of his new boy and climbed on top. He continued to kiss as Matthew wiggled his ass. The empty feeling was driving him crazy and as the 2 kissed. Reese knew it was time and as the 2 kissed he began to grind his cock into Matthew’s groin and with a few moments he had his 9” poised to enter Matthew’s hole. Matthew could feel that Reese’s cock was near and the emptiness he felt created a hunger within himself that he knew could only be fed by the man lying on top of him. He wrapped his legs around Reese as he felt Reese’s cock slide in as he began his journey to heaven. Matthew’s eyes rolled into the back of his head has Reese began to fuck him. Matthew had dreamed about this for a while now and in the past few months since the 2 met on line he had hoped Reese could be his first. And now it was happening. What Matthew didn’t know was the extent of Reese’s talents. Reese not only had stamina, but was able to cum on command and keep on fucking. Reese’s training was not going to pay off for him. The Reese fucked Matthew for almost 3 hours when he looked down at his new boy. He began to pant and grunt. Matthew knew what that signaled but never had any other thought in his mind other then Reese’s cock buried deep in his ass. He felt Reese’s cock get thicker, harder when he heard Reese say through the grunts and panting Reese said, “I’M CUMMING!!!!” Matthew felt Reese’s cock spasm in his ass. His mind never processed the realization that Reese had bred him. He never knew the impact of the entire fucking he had just received. The two kissed again as Reese pulled his still hard cock from Matthew. “I need some water, you want one Matthew?” “Oh yeah, I need a drink.” Reese grabbed some water out of the fridge and handed an open bottle to Matthew. Matthew sat up in bed, still horny and still trying to comprehend what they had just done. He felt Reese’s cum slowly dribble from his ass. As Matthew downed the last of the water he was handed, Reese had something to tell the former virgin. “Enjoyed that power fuck I gave you boy?” “Hell Yes!” Reese now had a grin on his face as he continued, “You enjoy the 5 loads of cum I shot deep into your ass boy?” Matthew was trying to figure out why Reese was calling him boy, he was only 4 years younger then he. And 5 loads, Matthew only heard and felt Reese cum once. “I should have told you that I can cum whenever I want without the other guy knowing it or feeling it.” Matthew thinking, ‘Ok so he came 5 times, big deal’ as he began to get groggy. The last thing Matthew heard from Reese was, “Those 5 loads were all charge loads…..poz loads boy. You are now my boy. Like the drugged water I gave you. Don’t fight it, you’ll be out soon.” Matthew had a sober thought, Reese had set him up and drugged him………

Hey, so ummmm, I was at a party this past weekend at my cousin's. From what I can remember, it was pretty good, but I ended up passing out in her spare bedroom. Honestly, all I can really remember was walking down the hall, reaching for the door knob and crashing on the bed. The next day I woke up with a slight hang over. I went to the restroom and found I had cum in my ass! Seriously, I have no idea who it could have been. I certainly didn't feel anyone fucking me that night. I KIIIINDA have an idea, but not sure. In any event, it was a lot of cum. I just hope it was the guy I think it may have been!

I was 17 when I met Andy in person. We have been chatting online since I was 13 but haven't met in person since he lived in Germany and I lived in NYC. I had tiny studio near my school near Harlem and invited Andy to visit NYC and stay with me to celebrate his high school graduation. Andy was 16 a year younger than me but his face looked younger since he had the most angelic smile with sexy fat pouting lips. As I saw him walk towards me at the airport, I was pleasantly surprised to find that his angelic face came with a tall manly body. We hugged each other as we made introduction. Andy wrapped his arm around my slim waist and held me in his arms longer and tighter tHan I expected and started to kiss me with force in front of everyone. I felt his hard cock pressing on me. I finally managed to break free from him and led him to get a cab back to my place. He smiled the whole time with such an angelic naive look as his lustful body tried to make contact with mine. During the cab ride, he even put his hand in my pants to play with my hole. We have talked about sex and knew he was more of a top and he wasn't shy about his intention of wanting to fuck me as he paid attention to my ass only. When we got in my place I asked him if he wanted to shower after long trip. "I do want to shower nut first I need to piss" He started to get naked as I showed him the bathroom. He walked in and started to let out piss before I got out of his way. Since my tiny studio had a tiny bathroom, I couldn't pass by him so I stood by the sink and waited. " I am sorry but I really had to pee." He told me as he continued to release stream of piss and getting more erect. His cock was quite big and uncut as the rest of his body. And as I stood there watched him pee, I was witnessing little boy Andy that I have been chatting with was more of a man than many older than him. As he saw me staring at his cock, he started to pull down on his balls with one hand and displayed his smooth ball sacs hanging low between his legs. As I didn't want to start with sex so quickly I tried to turn my eyes away from him as he reached one arm towards me to touch me for some reason. We both lost balance fell and his piss sprayed all over our body. His naked body and my clothes. Once he was done pissing, he Saudi sorry and told me we can shower together. As I stripped naked to join him in the shower, I knew I was getting more than a shower as Andy was quick to play with my hole. He soaped my body and started to finger my hole with his soap covered fingers. Then he pushed agains the wall as he pushed into me. I tried to stop him to ask him to put a condom on but the shower water running muted my voice and Andy didn't hear me. I was about to ask him again when his cock finally succeeded and his fat cock head popped right into my hole. I jumped with pain and pleasure. And as he pushed further into me til his cock was massaging my prostate, I forgot everything else and my body focused on his cock and the sensation he was creating in me. Soon he started to pick up his pace and started to get deeper with his pistol king in and out of my hole. He turned the water off but continued fucking me. He lifted me up with his cock still inside of me and carried me out to my bed and laid me down under him on bed. He fucked for a while and when he pulled out, my hole clung to his shaft and made loud "pop" We giggled and he kissed me as I ran my fingers over my hole to do access the condition of my hole after him and found my hole wet with oozing liquid and as I brought my hand up to my face I smelled cum. Andy pushed my hand down playfully and got some cum on my lips. He kissed me and let me taste cum for the first time. And he gave me more tasting as he fed me his cum covered cock. His cock stayed hard both in my mouth and hole and fucked me til we felt so hungry and it was dark outside. Andy asked me if we could order delivery so I did. And he fucked me more while waiting for our food. Andy was staying with me for a month and I wondered if he would continue fucking me like tonight during the whole time or he had extra energy since it was our first night. And also made a mental note to get some magnum condoms for him tomorrow as he rocked me to sleep with his still hard cock inside my hole.

Condoms. Those are my turn offs.

I had just out of high school, going through the whole "breakup" thing with my high school girlfriend, typical cliche of the off to college and moving on sort of thing but was at least in need of preferably something ongoing and I am open to a lot of scenarios. I was always curious, and due to the fact that I was a bit jaded from the whole leaving experience, I decidedly just needed a break (possibly and most likely permanently) from the "straight" life. This led to my first experience which was when i had a mixed race gay roommate in college. The seduction, the fear of being caught being intimate with a man, myself losing control in the moment and my eventual submissive need to accommodate to his sexual desires that led to a long term sexual based arrangement as his bottom. He had made it quite clear from the beginning, and had explained the dynamics of gay sex, mutual oral, and his sexual preference to being a gay top. What surprised me was his adamant aversion to condoms, and his feelings of only fucking raw. I was stunned on his words as he told me the whole point of gay sex is for the top to have the desire to cum inside of, and the bottom desire to be cummed in without question, otherwise there is no point to fucking. These words have stuck with me ever since, and I have lived by them when considering potential sexual partners. As time has gone on I've come to completely agree with his feelings on the subjects we discussed, and have completely embraced them. I soaked all this in and yet still found it all intrigued me. Our conversations got more and more graphic as time went on, his sexual exploits, anonymous encounters with bottoms he fucked just to use etc. In hindsight it must have been obvious to him where this was going to go but, I had held back talking of my curiosity on the subject. My questions about the subject was of clear willingness even though I regularly made it clear that I respected his life, decisions and sexual preferences, but I was str8..... uhuh.... He was regularly Nude in the room with me, as I was with him, and regularly caught myself looking at him, and constantly had to catch myself, although later I found he knew what I was doing and was purposely hoping to entice me. He had a better than average length uncut cock, a sizable amount of foreskin completely covering the head, with a girth of a beer bottle when soft. Time went on we could hear each other masturbating across the room, curiosity of what his tool looked like when aroused running through my head, until one night I had gotten enough courage up to share my feelings in the dark. He was extremely supportive and reassured me that he wouldn't tell anyone and his interest in helping me explore these feelings that I had. He made it clear we only had to do what I was comfortable with, but he was very sexually attracted to me and was excited about my curiosity and my willingness to share this with him. I was extremely apprehensive at first, when he suggested I join him in his bed. I normally sleep nude, but considered what I was doing and lost what modesty I had. I saw no point in it any longer as I moved to his bed, being naked with him was clearly the point of this. After this point our touching, being nude with each other was expected common practice. We spent the next three and a half years nude in our dorm room together more or less at all times that were possible. We had fooled around like this for several months, with heavy petting occasional to nightly oral, the first time he came in my mouth and i savored his load. this and all of what you would think that would happen as we explored and learned each others bodies as two young men in the privacy of our cramped dorm room. I had mixed emotions on this, although being very new to being intimate with a man, and coming to enjoy the frequent play. I was coming to terms with the fact I enjoyed it, I realized how much of a non issue it was. He made his preferences known that he needed me to start swallowing his cum every time sucked him, and other more dominating demands became to surface as I complied happily and willingly to the experiences and found myself enjoying them equally. Very soon it became clear to me the finality of where this was heading, and where my place was becoming sexually with him. I found that there being no question in my mind what eventually would happen. Standing over the waste paper basket as i looked in at the condoms which were out of date, that I had brought hoping to get some college tail. My conscious decision not to get more, because if we went there I wanted to make sure there they were none available. My growing desire for this to progress, made the moment when he took my anal virginity a desired, and welcomed relief. The questions of whether I would enjoy gay sex were answered, and to my great pleasure I craved him all the more. I still remember the first time he penetrated me, which with all the extended foreplay that had been going on I had found myself offering my hole quite predominantly hoping to hint to him he should take it. It all came down when to when he was on top of me, kissing me and I instinctively raised my legs to give his rock hard cock the best possible access to my hole. But it wasn't until the pre-cum soaked head of his cock entered me that the knowledge and excitement that he really wasn't wearing a condom hit home. He reminded me at this point that if we did this what would happen, and this was my last chance to back out, you know how this is gonna go. I looked him and simply raised my head up to kiss him deeply, after which lifted my ass up a bit which forced his cock in me just a bit deeper. No further words needed to be said as he then gently shifted his weight and slide into me completely, the craving to feel sweet stretching discomfort of my hole to accommodate his raw girth, was being quenched. The knowledge and full expectation as he slowly fucked me that he would and SHOULD cum directly inside me. It was what I wanted my first time, and is what is we had discussed, I had clearly agreed to by offering up myself for him to fuck, what I would experience. I never had any question of whether or not this would happen if we fucked, and I instinctively wrapped my shaking legs around him as he slid his rod in and out of me relishing the full length of his member. He made sure he went slow, and that i was comfortable with all that was happening. His words of encouragement and verbalization of how good it felt to finally be inside me were intoxicating. His admission to me that he until that point didn't know if he was ever going to actually get to fuck me with my knowledge of his intention to breed. Finally that moment came when i felt him swell inside me. the point when he groaned as i felt his cock throb and began to fill me the first time with his seed, driving it balls deep, as i pulled my legs up to take him all in, I knew I was completely his. I with every throb of his meat I could feel the thick streams of semen that he had filled my mouth with many times before were becoming a part of me and I welcomed and desired to share whatever exposure to the dangers of having raw sex he gave to me. I felt euphoria at the knowledge his cum was flowing directly inside of me, coating my insides, and the biology of what my body would do with his fluids absorbing them as they were meant to do. I guided his cock back into me for a second round as I simply wanted more from him, then bending over with my face in a pillow for a third round at which he fucked me with a frenzy that i just kept slamming back into to be sure to take every drop he could give me. When he was completely spent after fucking me gently at first to ramming me like a crazed animal and breeding me three more times that evening, I admit i was a bit sore. It was a sweet feeling that I embraced as part of the experience of being his. I reached down and began to play with that bit of remnants of his orgasm leaking out as proof to the world what he had done to me. I felt so exposed, embarrassed to be so used, and so feminized by the experience of being fucked and bred, yet completely loved it all at the same time. I was completely into him and even as i drifted off to sleep, with him back inside me, I thought about the next time he wanted me and I knew i would be completely willing to give it to him again without question. And I did, usually several times daily. All of this became a more and more frequent occurrence which i spent my days looking forward to, and it was like an awesome secret affair that every conversation with people i had in his presence i would think "if you only knew how i spent my time with him". Most days I spent with a wet feeling in my crack as the proof of what we were doing leaked out of me. It really didnt matter where we were although somehow we never got caught in public, but over time that possibility just added to the intensity of his being inside me. I started enticing him at the most inopportune moments with comments or hidden gestures at my desire to be bred by him at random moments. the knowledge and acceptance in what he taught me as his bottom is an intricate part of what made the sex then and now so good. Its the only part of me that is remotely feminine in that because of my experience with him, I have no interest in being the top when with a man. I also to this day won't sleep with a man unless I'm completely willing to be bred by him regardless of the consequences. If only i could find something like that again.

My favorite area at the bathhouse is the dark room or maze. Just taking any cock sight unseen is hot.

SO fucking hot. I'm looking to get pozzed... would love to have this exact same thing happen to me! Hitting the saunas tonight for my first bareback poz cum session. Wish me luck, I can't wait to feel poz cum squirting into me I sooo hope I get pozzed on the first try, that'd be amazing.

Not really up for another fuck flu, but wouldn't wanna live without pure sex... I would just fuck around and see what would happen

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!

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.

Sounds like you need a new boyfriend. You need a man who loves you because you are a promiscuous slut. You can find a man like that; there are lots of them on here. When your boyfriend finds out what you have been doing he is going to be hurt.

2. The Surprise I woke sometime around two in the afternoon to Rick pressing his cock back into my nearly recovered hole. I moaned as my hole once again stretched around his impressive girth, the cum from the previous times he had fucked me lubricating his shaft as he sank into me. Once inside of my Rick wasted no time, and was soon hammering my hole with ruthless efficiency causing me to cry out with lust. I am not normally a screamer but Rick’s powerful fucking forced yelps and moans out of me like no one had before. It didn’t take long this time for the load to boil up in Rick’s balls and soon he was grunting and bucking like an animal as he added another load to my already well-filled ass. “One for the road,” he growled into my ear as he came inside of me. When his cock had stopped twitching he pulled out and rolled out of the bed. “I’ve got some shit to do, so much as I’d like to spend the day breeding your hole… I’ve gotta go,” he said as he moved towards the door. “I’ll show you out,” I said covering my disappointment at seeing that magnificent cock go. “Don’t worry about it. Go back to sleep. Get my number from Austin and let me know when you wanna get plowed again.” Then he was gone. I laid on my bed for a long moment, naked on my stomach, my stretched out cummy hole facing the door that Rick had left open again as he exited. I went back to sleep. Several hours later I woke up again to the sound of a new voice in my room. “Damn,” the voice said, “Who wrecked your hole?” It took me a long moment to place the voice. But before my eyes were fully open and I had looked over my shoulder at the speaker I knew it was Austin. I suddenly remembered that the door to my room had been open and that the way I was laying on the bed my cum covered ass was clearly visible. Austin smiled at me a little oddly as he took in my compromised position. Knowing what I did now about Austin I found myself seeing him in a new light. He was still a tall thin twink, but I took note of the well defined abs, the incredibly hairy pits, sweet pink nipples, the narrow but dense treasure trail that led down into his skimpy yellow underpants. I noted too just how well the basket of those underpants was filled out. “Seriously,” he pressed on, coming further into the room, “someone did a number on your ass and left a shit load of cum behind. I had no idea you were suck a fucking slut, let alone a cumslut.” “I’m not normally,” I said, shifting in the bed and covering myself with a sheet. “So who dumped all those loads in your hole?” I hesitated for a moment and then said, rather sheepishly, “Rick.” A strange series of emotions played across Austin’s face so quickly that I couldn’t place all of them; but I’m certain that surprise, anger, jealousy, and fear all flashed by before he settled on lust. He rubbed his crotch through his yellow briefs and I could see that the healthy bulge was beginning to swell. “Why are you covering yourself up man,” he asked coming even closer. “You liked getting railed by Rick didn’t you? Well I’ve got something I think you’ll like just as much.” With that he practically leapt onto the bed straddling my pelvis. He lent forward and kissed me roughly. My cock quickly hardened again as I began to explore my roommates trim body with my hands. Our kiss was short lived though as after only a couple of minutes Austin broke away and said, “I have to get my mouth on that ass, flip over.” I did as I was told and kicking my legs apart Austin spread my cheeks and started to devour my ass. He lapped up the cum that had leaked from my hole and pushed it back inside of me with his tongue as he desperately tried to penetrate my hole as deep as he could with that same organ. Much like our kiss though this joy was short lived as soon I heard rustling and felt Austin shifting about behind me. Soon his mouth left my hole but his hands remained on my cheeks, I felt something warm and hard press against my hole and knew that it was his cock. Without saying a word Austin steadily pressed his fat raw cock in side of me. It was not quite as long as Rick’s but it certainly was as thick if not thicker. I whimpered into the pillow as Austin came to rest balls deep in me and started to kiss my neck. He started out slowly, sensing that my hole was still a little worn to from my night’s escapades but soon worked himself up to a feverish pace. Soon Austin was panting as I moaned into the pillows in front of me, and sweat dripped from him falling onto me. He was not going to last long, that was quickly obvious, but his cock was tugging at my hole as it stretched me wide in such a magical way that I wasn’t about to complain. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned as he bottomed out in me and his cock began to throb. As his orgasm rocked through his body he leaned forward and kissed the back of my neck. “I’m sorry I didn’t last longer, I’ll be ready to go in a minute though.” He started to rock his hips forward and back slightly, “But feeling all those POZ loads in you I couldn’t resist adding my own to the mix right away.” “What,” I said, my ass clenching around his cock in shock, “You’re POZ?” “Yeah,” he replied sounding a little confused, and then after a moment, “So is Rick. I thought you knew and that’s why…” “Oh fuck,” I said, “I had no idea.” “I’m so sorry,” Austin said, moving to get off of me. As his cock started to slip from my hole I realized I didn’t want him to stop. I had six loads of POZ cum in my hole… there was no changing that so I might as well enjoy the cocks that put it there. I reached back and grabbed his hips, pulling him to me, and shoving his cock back inside of me. “Where do you think you’re going mister,” I said. “But I’m…” “At this point it doesn’t matter, so how about we stop talking and you get back to plowing my hole with your fat POZ cock.”

You cheat because you need it. The rush but also the variety of cocks. However, given that there are more STDs than just HiV, I suggest safe sex with your bf if he is monogamous...

I'd go on prep. I like what evilqueerpig said about the man being more important than his status. I agree about that, but being bisexual this has kind of ruined my chances with women, so i'd be more cautious and try to get on Prep.

In my experience all men cheat. You may be doing it for the reasons you touched on or you may be subconciously sabotaging a relationship that isn't working. I've also seen that relationships that work include some type of agreement on sex with other men. The arrangement may be a "don't ask don't tell" approach or it may be playing together. I think the point is that for a relationship to work, there has to be honest communication. I'm not suggesting you reveal the details of what you have been doing, rather that you are honest with him about your desires.

Took a load from two bf's last night, was a hot scene I had to arrive put on hood and blindfold and then knock on door. One of the guys then led me to the bathroom to strip my outer clothers before replacing the hood and blindfold. One of my mystery tops came back and led me to a bed before adding a ballgag and subsequently tying each arm and each leg to the bedposts so I was completely restrained, and them poppering me up to heaven with a rag soaked in the stuff. They then took turns using my immobile body before eventually blowing two huge wads, one all over my cock and the other inside my slutty hole before untying me and letting me go. When I got back to my car was surprised to realise I had only been inside an hour or so. With much of my senses blocked it seemed a lot longer.

"Please I need you in me, go ahead and wreck, ruin, break me. I don't care I need to be fucked." Tommy repeated it a few times and got louder each time and finally he broke and started crying. Oscar told Tommy to get ready to be fucked and destroyed and George brought the poppers to Tommy and after five good hits Oscar started to enter the boy. Tommy knew this was going to hurt bad and maybe for days but he needed that cock inside him. The poppers helped and made him want it all in him fast and he started to beg for it as he cried. "You want me to shove it all in and rip you open, boy?" "Yes give me all of your cock. Hurt me, I don't care just fuck me and ...." Oscar slammed into Tommy and the boy screamed and George told Bobby to make out with Tommy to try to quiet him. After trying several times but not able to quiet Tommy we had Bobby cover his mouth. Tommy stopped screaming but kept crying and Oscar told Bobby to move because he wanted to hear Tommy. Oscar taunted the boy as he fucked him as fast and as hard as he could. He told Tommy he asked for it and begged for it and was going to get it. Oscar had paid five hundred dollars and he was going to get his money's worth out of this boy. Normally a boy was out of commission for a week after one of his brutal fucks but Oscar loved knowing that there wasn't anyway this boy was getting a break and knew they'd slam him with a .5 once Oscar finished wrecking Tommy's boyhole. Tommy's crying turned Oscar on and he knew he wouldn't last much longer and he told Tommy to beg for his load and it would all be over. Through the pain Tommy heard and begged to be bred. Oscar started breathing harder and then pushed all the way into Tommy and held still as he shot into the boy. Oscar collapsed and stayed on top of Tommy until he felt his cock start to go down and he had Bobby bring him a big butt plug which he pushed into the bloody hole as he withdrew.

Got bred by a neighbor in my building while the bf was at work. We chatted on grindr. The guy had me head downstairs to his place (he left the door unlocked), strip down just to a jock, and get on his bed. He came in from the bathroom and started to rim me, while jamming poppers under my nose. When I was lubed and loose, he mounted up and pumped a nice sized load into my ass.

I took my boy to TRIBE in Seattle last weekend. We've partied at people's houses and our hotel room a bunch of times however never at a bathhouse or place like TRIBE. We'd planned this weekend for almost a month and he was nervous,eager and scared all at the same time. I got us one of the larger rooms - the one downstairs that opens to the video lounge area. After a little time getting comfortable and going over our favorite letters of the alphabet Gee and Tee - we ended up WAY beyond horny as FUCK! Ready, I took him for a walk around the place ... cruzed the rooms downstairs, showed him the shower area and then took him for a lap upstairs through the MaZE and glory-hole stalls. Every turn we took guys' would show their interest - reaching out, touching at his smooth boy body or giving him the "fuck-yeah" look. It was actually very sweet, like we were taking a walk in the park as I led him from place to place holding his hand. Ha! Once back down stairs I took him to the shower area. He is 5'11" and not more than 155lbs. His body is beautiful and mostly smooth with lightly hairy legs and the beginning of a happy-trail. I think its adorable that he thinks his ass is too big ... let me tell you how magnificently FUCKING perfect it is - rounded with a firm toned shape that somehow seems to always show off his fuck-hole when he bends over. In the shower tho - he just stood there with the hot shower water spraying down on him. He kinda wiggled around a little while I soaped him up making sure his body was smoothly covered and then rinsed off. Making sure his ass was ready I fingered his tight hole for several minutes and envied how his seven.5 inch cock just hung there slightly hardened yet still swinging around as we moved in unison. Gawd it was hot. Once back in our room we kissed and suck each other for a while. We even flip-fucked each other a few times between dosing each other up a few more times. Eventually I started fucking him with the door slightly open so that others could tell there was something going on. In time my boy was like ... "open it up so people can see us" at that point I knew this was gonna be the kinda night we had been talking about for weeks. Over the next several hours there were four or maybe five different guys that came by and joined us - two who would come back several times. He even fucked one of them twice! As the first part of the night progressed it was always some version of him getting his hole pounded by my dick and his face fucked by one hard cock or another. Later on, while guys were working over my boy's holes - I found myself sucking his dick purposely aiming my ASS at the now completely wide open door. Once someone started to eat-out my ass I complete bottomed out - fingering myself, wiggling and shaking my gaping tongued hole for guys in the hallway to see. It didn't take long until my ass had a big cock of its own. I thought yeah I was getting fucked by the same guys who had just fucked my boy or who were waiting in line to fuck him next - FUCK yeah! At one point I scooted up and whispered to him "are you ok, can I leave for a couple minutes?" and he was like, "sure just leave the door open." I was in fucking heaven and so was he - SLUT. Standing at the far end of the hallway leading to the video room I could see into our room. It was without any doubt the hottest sex in the building. My sweet 22 year old bottom boy on his hands and knees getting pummeled HARD from both ends by two guys Id never seen before. They were slamming his holes like he was some kinda rag-doll fuck-toy with a semi hard cock swinging back and forth between his legs and up against his stomach - SLAP slap SLAP! What makes it even better is that he makes this kinda whimpering sound when he's really into "it." Between the Slap of his his cock and the sounds of the the guys fucking his holes, I could hear him moan and wimper 15' away. It was so fucking hot I couldn't hardly stand it. So rather than join back in ... I went upstairs to round up at least one more guy. I found him clicking away at one of the guest computers. He was maybe 28 or 30, medium height and had a VERY fit smooth ripped body. Now my boy prefers men my age with hairy chests but I didn't really fucking care - this guy was HOT and I wanted him fucking his sweet boy-hole. As the night progressed we started calling this guy Kentucky but initially my approach went something like this, "so if you like fucking young guys - my boy is downstairs getting his ass pounded right now, I want you to go fuck him too" He said, "I'm gonna go get my friend, what's your room number?"

So BF fucked me this morning before he went to work. I hadn't cleaned out so he slid in so easily. If he noticed he didn't say anything and I don't think he did. I did act like he was stretching me open and rode him first to control entry. First time he's fucked me with another guy's (actually two guys and three loads) up me. And I have someone coming over who loves to eat me out before fucking me....he's going to get a surprise that he's been wanting for a while!

Tommy slam was only .15 because I wanted him to remember getting his cherry destroyed and later I could slam him out of his mind. Once he got control of his breathing I removed his arms from the restraints he reached for his cock but I grabbed his hands. "Tommy tell us are you ready to be a whore?" "Oh, George please do it make me a whore. I want you.." "Tommy, boy, it doesn't matter what a whore wants. It only matters that a whore does what he is told. Do you understand?" "Yes, I'm sorry, George, what do you want?" Oscar handed me the poppers and I held them to Tommy's nostril as I held the other and told him to inhale. Three times I had him hit the poppers then I told him to lick is finger and get it into his ass. I told Tommy to keep fingering his hole as I introduce everyone to him. Knowing I couldn't give him two straight weeks of abuse alone I invited many friends and after this weekend we will visit many other people. I choose tonight's visitors based on various fetishes or types of sex I wanted Tommy to be exposed to so that two weeks from now we would have made up for lost time. The last person I introduced to him was another twink whoreboy, Bobby, and then I told Tommy to stop fingering himself and then I told Bobby to rim Tommy. Tommy again reached for his cock so I restrained his arms again and told him he was never again going to touch himself but would learn to cum from being used. Tommy was moaning like a whore from the rim job so I pulled his head aside and shoved my cock in. For a virgin boy he wasn't a half bad cocksucker but I wasn't planning on dumping my first load there and told Bobby it was time to bump Tommy. Bobby had an evil grin as he bumped Tommy and I think Bobby was enjoying corrupting another boy. It was finally time and I got between Tommy's legs and told him a good whoreboy needs to do two things. First find out what the top likes then second is to make sure the top is satisfied. For me I like to fuck and breed boys so you don't need to do anything but enjoy this as I pushed my cock against his asshole. "Tell me that your cherry, boyhole, innocence are all mine to take" By now the bump was making Tommy's hole hungry and he was missing Bobby's tounge. "Please take my cherry, boyhole and my innocence" As he said the last word I started sliding into his ass.

Since I just started bottoming since last summer, I prefer normal size. Call me a chicken, but I'm not into pain. Just pleasure and taking loads. So people with small dicks don't worry, you're okay.

Even porn is more of an illusion than reality. Most porn stars are pretty short/slender (not just muscled, but narrow chests and hips, as well as an overall small frame) compared to average height and weight, and the smaller their hands, the better. Visually, those physical attributes distort their bodies to produce the illusion of a bigger cock, especially if the cock lacks girth, 7" can easily look like 10 or more. Now pair that guy with someone of the same dimensions, or smaller, and big dick ledgends abound. When you look around the locker room it can seem quite "disappointing," like you are surrounded by small dicks. All because we are trying to guage the average human body against porn standards. Internet inches have always bugged me, and frankly I have no idea what some guys are really looking for. Especially the guys who are all about their size standards. The few that have said things like "hung 7 inches or more" that I have hooked up with (~7" here, excitement can modulate that a bit, but 7" is the mid point between ungodly rigid and eh ass to fuck) have acted like they were going to die just taking mine. WTF? Is it acting (which isn't helping me without warning) or are they seriously struggling? And if they are struggling, how the hell do they think they would handle bigger? As for me, I have had from 4" to 11" without issue, and with enjoyment. Most between 4" and 6". A 10" and an 11" were both flukes, I didn't know until the pants came off. The 11" introduced me to poppers, thankfully. I don't know which of us was more surprised that I could take it. But 4" to 6" is usually what I enjoy the most. Big dicks, especially thick dicks, just go in. Smaller gets to move around, usually on my prostate. I also especially enjoy sucking smaller guys, and by smaller I mean 4" and under. They always seem to shoot big loads and be ready to go again. I like going again. :-)

I think what we hear guys saying they want and like to get when it comes to dick size is often larger than what they are actually hooking up with. Every bottom wants to project that he is a good bottom capable of handling any kind of cock but it just sounds better to say yeah I lie guys 10+ inches. But then when you get home try to actually take all those 10 inches it fucking hurts. So they end up bringing home guys whoa re 6-8 inches and then it goes in easier less nervousness and a better experience overall. But they are not going to tell anyone cause they don't want to seem like they could not handle a big dick. That would be like admitting defeat.

Every chance I am given, I eat ass! I find that if I am sucking a guy who seems to be strictly oral, this has a 50% chance of him sticking his dick right where i want it raw in my hole!

I had been looking forward to my friend's Christmas party for weeks. I had to show up a little late because of a concert I was involved in, but the party was sure to go on late into the night. I knew there would be a lot of hot horny men there, so I might possible find someone to hook-up with. Last time Tom held a party I sucked off a few guys in the basement game room in the corner by the pool table- what a treat! Tom met me at the door. I could hear music and voices and lots of laughter- it sounded like guys were having fun. He told me to put my coat upstairs on the bed in the spare room, then come down and join the fun. I knew there was a bathroom up beside the spare room and I needed to pee, so I headed up. A very handsome guy about 6' 2" with a dark goatee was coming out of the bathroom. He smiled at me and said, "Hey sexy- were you looking for me?" I had no idea who this sexy stranger was, but I laughed and said, "Right after I take a piss hahaha." He laughed and stepped aside and said, "See you in a bit." After relieving myself I stepped over to the spare bedroom where coats were piled on the bed. The room was dark, but the door was open. I took off my coat and heard the same guy's voice from the doorway, "There you are." Before I could turn around he hugged me from behind and nuzzled my neck. I leaned back towards him. "Hey, what a great welcome. My name is Dan." "I'm Rob. I'm new to town and I'm here with my husband Dave. He's downstairs." I could smell some alcohol so I knew he had been celebrating. He started nibbling my ear, still holding me from behind, starting to get my motor running. He whispered in my ear, "I am horny as hell and hungry for bear." I really hadn't expected this, but it was part of why I came to the party, so what the heck, right? "What are you into?" I asked. "You got a furry ass?" he asked, as his arm slid down my body and around to my butt. "Maybe you should find out." He unbuckled my belt and pushed my pants down, revealing my bare ass framed by a jockstrap. "Fuzzy butt in a jock- my lucky night!" he said, and gently pushed me down onto the pile of coats. He ran his fingers along my crack and said "May I have a taste?" "Be my guest!" He knelt down behind me and I could feel his breath on my ass. His goatee brushed my cheeks and he kissed the left on then the right. He pulled them apart and I felt his tongue tracing a wide circle around my hole. I love getting rimmed almost better than anything else in this world, so my hole was quivering in anticipation. His tongue found my hole and he started licking. My body relaxed as I let out a deep sigh. He was humming and moaning softly as his tongue went deeper and deeper. The party sounds from downstairs continued, but who the hell cared about that? I was getting a hot rim job from a real pro. ""You are driving me wild, Rob," I whispered. "I've had lots of practice lately, buddy," he said. "My husband loves getting rimmed." Rob's hands started feeling up my back while he began kissing my ass cheeks again, switching from one to the other. "You have a sweet ass, and it seems like it might be hungry for more." Damn! This was turning out to be a great night! "I'm always hungry," I said. "You like getting fucked?" he asked. "I sure do!" He growled and said, "I'd love to fuck that hot ass, Danny boy. I'm versatile, but Dave is 100% top. He fucks me good, but I never get to return the favor." I said, "My ass is all yours, stud." He stood up, leaving on hand firmly pressing on my back, keeping me in place. He leaned down to whisper in my ear, "You got me so hard and ready, baby. How do you like it?" I reached back and felt his cock. I was hard as a rock, felt like about 7 1/2 inches, uncut and leaking precum like mad. I was lost in lust. "Fuck me like a bitch!" He let out a low, evil laugh, and his hand went up to the back of my head, pressing it into the bed. "I hope you like it rough!" The head of his cock found my hole and he started to push. No lube except for his spit from rimming me and his precum. It had been a while since I had been fucked, so it hurt a bit as he pushed in. But I was so damn ready for it I just relaxed my hole and let it happen. He got the head in and fucked in and out very slightly. I needed more, and I pushed back a bit. "Take it, you horny bear-bitch," he growled. He slowly but firmly pushed into me as far as he could. His body came down on mine and he bit my ear. He ground his ass, drilling me ever so slightly deeper. I gasped and whimpered a bit. "Too much?" he asked. "No no, just give me a second," I said. "OK baby," he said, then he chuckled sofly, pushed himself upright and said, "You second is up." He pulled back and plunged into me all the way. I let out a shout. He said, "Shut up, you want this and you know it." He was right, of course. He started fucking in and out, each thrust going in just a bit deeper until he bottomed out. "There you go, baby," he said, and he continued to ride me harder. My ass had relaxed to the point that I was pushing back to meet his thrusts. "You got a sweet ass, Dan. It was made to be fucked." I was in heaven! Rob knew what he was doing. He varied his strokes, but they was all forceful and strong. A couple of times I heard footsteps on the stairs of guys coming up to use the bathroom. We were not being really noisy, but the door to the room was still open. I could tell the guys would stop and watch. I heard a low, admiring remark of "nice" and "hot" and then they would move on. Rob said, "I'm getting close- you want my load?" I heard heavy footsteps while I answered, "Yes! Load my ass!" A voice called out, "Rob? Are you up here? Someone said you were." Rob started fucking harder than before. "I'm in here," he said. I heard someone enter the room. "Damn it Rob, I thought we were going to find someone to share." Rob said, "I'm sorry honey, but Danny boy here forced me into it." The they both laughed. Fuck!" Rob gasped, "here it comes!" He thrust into me as deep as he could go and I felt his dick jerk as he unloaded into me ass. "Damn!" I said. Rob's hands were on my lower back as he unloaded in 5 or 6 spasms. I turned my head toward where I had heard Dave's voice. I could see the silhouette of a man with broad shoulders, shaved head, full beard, about the same height as Rob. "Hi, I'm Dan," I sad, breathing heavily. "Hey Dan, having fun?" I just laughed, and so did Rob. Rob pulled out of me and stepped back. Dave said, "I'm Dave, Rob's husband." "I figured that out." I stared to get up, but Dave stepped up to the bad and grabbed me, turning me over onto my back. He turned to Rob and said "Is he a good fuck?" Rob said "That is one sweet, tight ass, baby," and smiled down at me. Dave said, "You think you want some more?" He pulled his cock ot of his pants. I could tell it was a nice size, and in the dim light I saw a glint of a PA. He moved to the side of the bed, grabbed my head and pulled it to his cock. "If you want some more, get me hard." I didn't hesitate taking him into my mouth. It was cut and pierced. I felt it grow as I sucked on it. "That's it, cocksucker. You want this bad, don't you." Rob was at my feet, removing my boots. Dave's cock grew to an impressive 9" or so, and it was thicker than Rob's. Rob pulled my pants off and started to get undressed himself. Dave pulled out of my mouth, took hold of my ankles, and pulled me toward the edge of the bed. He pulled his shirt over his head to reveal a muscled chest with big rings in his nipples. "You are all lubed up from my husband's load so I'm not going to fuck around getting you ready, boy." He grabbed my ankles and held them up high. He lined his dick up with my hole and pushed all the way in. "Fuck!" I gasped. His dick was thicker and longer than Rob's and I could sure tell the difference. He left his dick in deep, letting my ass adjust. "I'm going to give you a real man's fuck," he said with an evil grin. He pulled back very slowly, leaving just the head in. He stared down at me, still grinning but not moving. I stared back up at him. I was so turned on I couldn't believe it. Here was my fantasy hot pierced muscle bear looking down at me with his cock barely in my hole. The anticipation was torture. My ass twitched. Dave chuckled. "Your ass is begging for it, piggy-bear." He pushed back in all the way in one mighty thrust. I let out a shout. "Rob, shut this bitch up," Dave commanded. Rob moved up onto the bed and pushed his still leaking cock into my mouth. I opened up for it, tasting my own ass and the last drops of his cum. Dave assaulted my ass with deep strokes. My ass was going to be sore, but I was loving every second. Rob was riding my face and Dave was plowing my ass unmercifully. I realized we were surrounded by other guys who had filled the room. Some were watching, some were playing with each other. I caught a glimpse of one guy chewing on Dave's nipples. Someone must have been down on his knees behind him because I heard him say "Eat my ass, fucker." He thrust harder and deeper and then yelled "Oh FUCK!" as he unloaded deep into my ass. That caused a bunch of guys to get off, too. I could hear their moans. Rob unloaded a second load deep down my throat and stepped down off the bed. The I heard the voice of our host Tom. "Dammit, Dan!" I looked up at him. He had a broad smile. He said, "Last year you got a round of cocksucking going downstairs, this year it's a full-on orgy in the guest room. I have to invite you over more often!" Merry Christmas!

The first time this happened to me was in a bookstore in Charlotte NC in the mid 80s I had been fucked a few times, I liked sucking dick a lot, not really knowing that I was a bottom or what. But anyway I met this guy Bob in there well that is the name he gave me, we went into a booth without a GH and I undid his pants and dropped to my knees and he pulled his shorts down and the biggest dick I had seen up till that time flopped out and slapped me in the mouth. I started sucking the head and as much of it as I could, I asked him how dam big is that thing and he said it was just over 10in. and I said would you like to fuck me, what the hell came over me to ask that I don't know but I just had to try and take that thing, he said are you sure and I said yes. I had some Vaseline in my pocket and I put some on that dick and some in my assole and bent over and he started pushing that fucker against my asshole. When the head of that thing popped into my asshole he had to hold onto my hips to keep me from running away. I know the other guys in that store thought someone was killing me the way I was moaning and making all kinds of noise. It took him about 10 minutes to get that dick in me and my dick was hard as stone, he started pounding my asshole pretty good and he just stuck it all the way in my ass and I knew he was cumming and my dick shot cum all the way across the room against the wall, never had a feeling like that since, don't get me wrong I have cum since when a man shoots his cum in me but never the feeling I got that day. I will always remember that fucking I got. True story

When I was 19 I had my first internet hook up on manhunt. I had fucked around with a guy before, but there was something about an anonymous encounter that attracted me. So there I was on manhunt, getting responses to my profile. (I was slim but defined -- muscly twink, 5'10", 7 inch dick.) There were a couple guys messaging me, but only one that I found hot. He said he was 34 and made it clear he wanted to fuck me. That was just what I wanted, so I hopped onto the mbta and went to his place. The guy was older than he said -- closer to 50, I would guess. That should have been a warning for me, but it was my first time hooking up. Anyway we sat on his couch and we talked for a bit. He asked me if I'd had sex before, and I said yes, but only with one other guy. For some reason I mentioned that we had both been virgins. I guess Mr Hookup was asking to gauge whether it was safe (for him) to breed me. Anyway, we were sitting on his couch doing a little chit chat. Soon he had his hand under his shirt and was pinching my nipples. There's a thing about older guys that I love: they know what they're doing. Soon I was moaning my encouragement and letting him do whatever he wanted with my body. Five minutes later, we were naked on his bed. He started humping his cock into mine as he sucked and bit my neck. It hurt, but hurt so good. (Later I'd find a few huge hickeys there that were a bit hard to explain.) Then he turned me over. I guess he was hungry for my ass. He started rimming me, and it was the first time someone had done it to me. Needless to say, I started moaning loudly and pushing back into his face like the little slut I was. He got up and started running his cock up and down my asscrack, lingering at my hole -- which sent warning bells ringing in my head. So, I actually didn't want to get fucked bareback. Or maybe I did, but it was too dangerous and I was unwilling to do it. So I asked the guy to put on a condom. The first time I asked he pretended not to hear me and kept pushing his dick into my hole. But I became uncooperative and asked again, and, with a grumble, he reached into his bedside drawer and took out a condom. After he wrapped himself up he pushed himself into me -- hard. That fucking hurt. I guess he was punishing me for refusing to let him fuck me bareback. He went in and out while I whimpered and told him to take it easy, and he did go slower for a minute. But then he got the pace going again and then, after a few deep thrusts, came in my ass. In the condom. He went to the bathroom and came back. Apparently he wanted to go to sleep and it was pretty late. It was the first time I was sleeping with a stranger, so I wasn't used to it, but also -- I was incredibly horny. Getting fucked had made me suddenly even hungrier for cock. But the guy had fallen asleep already. I figured I should follow suit. I woke up before he did -- it was a gray sort of morning, with 6 am light, and I was still horny as fuck. It was driving me out of my mind. So I pulled aside the sheets are started to give him a blowjob. He hadn't washed or showered after fucking me, so his dick tasted and smelled like his cum. He was asleep at first, but he woke up soon after -- both him and his cock, which was now hard as steel. I licked his head, deep throated his shaft, tongued his balls. He pulled me up to him started kissing me, and I went with that kiss, I was so horny. He turned me on my side facing away from him and kept kissing me, and also started rubbing his cock along my asscrack. I moaned because my defenses were lowering and I wanted his cock in me, but I was still reluctant. So I asked for a condom. He pretended not to hear. That was when I realized that I was in a fairly immobile position -- I was lying at his right, and my left arm was trapped under his head. His right arm was hooked over my right arm and his fingers were laced in my hair, so I couldn't turn or move or push him away. I felt his hard dick at my hole, coaxing me to let him in. And it felt so good. I relaxed my sphincter so that my asshole was kissing the tip of his cock, and he slid in, his raw cock skin-on-skin in my ass. It felt so good. He had loosened me earlier, so it didin't hurt. There still was pain -- the fullness/pain of a man's cock moving in my ass and using it as his fuckhole. I couldn't touch my cock. But I was hard the whole time and moaning. Moaning when he wasn't fucking my mouth with his tongue the way he was fucking my ass in side-split. Then, five minutes later, I felt something warm and wet in my ass, and I knew he'd come in me. I had been bred. ... After that I kind of freaked out. For weeks afterward I'd panic every time I sneezed,or coughed. I told myself I shouldn't have done that. And I've never had bareback sex on a hook-up since. But that was one of the hottest fucks I'd had in my life.

I lived on South Beach, Miami from 1993 to 1999. There was never a problem getting laid pretty much anywhere there. The horny tourists would come in waves all winter, Germans, Italians, and of course the Snowbirds from New York. They would come to Kremlin, and they would come to Salvation looking to get laid, and us locals, an accommodating lot, would try to help them out. During the summer, though, no one who didn't live there would ever find Miami an attractive tourist destination...the temperature was “only” 89 degrees, but it was ALWAYS 89 degrees...4am, you could look up at the clock/temp display at the top of the bank on Lincoln Road and it would be 89 degrees, and there was the humidity that was just stultifying. You would go outside and it would feel like you were breathing through a towel soaked in steaming hot water. It was slightly less easy to get laid during the summer, but there were ways. There was a park, located in the middle of South Beach, which during the day had handball courts and jungle gyms, and tennis courts and merry-go-rounds. During the night, there were only two types of people who went there: those who wanted to get laid, and the cops. You could usually see the cop cars as they drove down the street before they pulled into the park and drive right through the middle of the park with their spotlights roving around trying to catch people in flagrante delicto. Mostly we just scattered and reconvened when they went away. One night, though, I was particularly horny and wanted to feel some hot steamy ass grabbing my cock, so I walked down to the park and stood in the bushes. At that point in my life, I was as fit as I had ever been. I had a better-than-decent upper body, but massive thick legs from hiking and biking as a kid, which distinguished me from the rest of the fit-nuts in South Beach, who usually neglected their legs, but had huge, bulging upper bodies. The bushes were tall and skinny, about twice as tall as a person, and grew straight up, and in places, there was a space in between, so that a person or two could hide themselves in there, even though it was usually the first place the cops looked in their drive-throughs. I caught the eye of this cute, dusky-skinned kid who was on the prowl as well. He came over, and without preamble, reached down and grabbed my crotch. I was already hard, and he got this cocky half-grin on his face when he felt it. I reached behind him and pulled him to me, sliding my hands down the back of his pants and under his skivvies. From the feel of it, he had a nice bubble butt, and by pulling him to me, I could feel his hard cock against my body, too. He reached down and undid the snap to his pants, allowing my hands to reach farther down to where the asscheeks curved back towards his body, and found the pucker there. I played with the hole with my fingers, working the sweat into the hole a little and…yes! He came pre-lubed. This boy was ready for action. Working my finger in and out a bit, I made the kid moan into my neck, and felt his cock throb insistently against my hip. I pulled him into the bushes a little farther so we could have at least a little bit of privacy, as our actions so far had started to attract a bit of a crowd. Leaning even farther into the bushes, I got myself to not-quite a 45 degree angle backwards, allowing him full access to my cock. He unsnapped my jeans and pull my pants down so that my cock just sprang free. My cock is by no means huge, but at just a little under 7 inches, and a good bit thicker than normal, I was quite a popular guy. The kid leaned in and inhaled my cock, taking me down to the root instantly. I let him do that for a while, but felt that any longer with the oral, and I might not be getting a chance to fuck him, which was my real goal. I pulled him up to my face, and let my tongue play over his, recognizing the taste of my own precum on his lips. I reached down while our faces were locked together and grabbed a bun in each hand and spread his cheeks to the humid Miami night air. I felt him squeeze his sphincter in response, and I knew he was ready. I flipped him around so his ass connected with my cock. He was standing up, and I was leaning back, so we were only touching from the waist down, but that was all I needed. I ground my cock against his ass, and he ground his ass right back at me. In the course of our gyrations, I saw his shorts slide down around his ankles. I reached forward and grabbed his hips directing his grinding, which was going every which way, to be going up and down instead. He leaned forward and reached back, grabbing my cock and continuing to grind up and down, so that my cock caught at his hole on every stroke. I reached forward again and nudged my cock to a more horizontal position, so that when it caught on his hole, it penetrated just a bit. He stopped moving with my cock juuuuust entering his clenching hole. He looked at me over his shoulder, and I knew just what he would say. “You can fuck me for a while, but don’t cum inside me.” I just smiled and pulled him back onto my cock. This elicited moans from him and me and a few more from the people standing outside the bushes. He kept sliding down my cock until he was fully impaled, with my bush scratching his bubbly cheeks. His insides were hot and slippery, as if he had given himself a hot oil enema before coming out. I didn’t care WHAT he had done, I just knew it felt amazing on my cock. Positioned leaning back as I was, I just had to flex my hips up and forward to implant myself fully, and he helped by moving into my thrusts. We did this slowly and without making too much noise, as we didn’t want to attract any trolls, who might try to spoil the atmosphere by reaching in and grabbing a handful, trying to participate where no participation was wanted. The crowd around us, also, had drawn in some to get a better view, but respectfully letting me plow this beautiful ass while keeping their hands to themselves. The good feelings I was getting on my cock were starting to escalate, and I leaned back a bit farther, tossing my head back and closing my eyes. I opened them again because something seemed different. I looked around. Our audience was no longer there. A sickly feeling rose in me as I looked sideways to the park entrance just in time to see the cop car pull into the park. If we ran now, there was no way the cops wouldn’t see the both of us, and even though the kid was wearing shorts, they were probably not even attached to him anymore, and I was wearing jeans, which had worked their way down to pool around my ankles. We would just have to take our chances here in the bushes. I felt the ass around my cock tighten as I assume my bottom boy saw the cops as well. I leaned forward and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him back to me, so that he was laying backwards on top of me, and I was being held up, mostly, by the bushes. I slid my hand over his mouth and said softly into his ear “Shhhhhh.” The cops started playing the spotlight over the bushes, and I was sure we would be spotted and arrested. I kept my hand over the kids mouth, but he started to panic a bit and started squirming in my grasp. Unfortunately for him, and, as it turned out, fortunately for the both of us, he was leaning too far back to be able to gracefully stand up. What he WAS doing however, was grinding against my crotch, with my cock still stuck up his ass. As I pulled him tighter against me, I saw that the cop’s light had settled on the region where we were and there was some garbled chatter from the car’s radio. With him even closer to me, and leaning even farther back, I was pushed so deep down into the bushes that I couldn’t get up if I wanted to. The kid thrashed on top of me, and I knew that if he kept doing that I wouldn’t last. I tried to hold him even closer, but he wasn’t having any of it. So I stopped trying to fight to hold it back. I grunted and shoved my cock all the way up his ass, letting it pulse inside him. He heard the grunt and must have felt the pulsing, because he stopped his thrashing and just lay there in amazement of the audacity of my filling him with my seed. When I could process the world around me again, I heard one of the cops say something low and urgent to his partner, and suddenly the spotlight was being directed to another part of the park. They sped off in that direction, leaving us locked together with my cum leaking out of his ass around my softening cock. He pulled off of me as quickly as he could, pulled up his shorts and he prepared to run off. I looked over at him and said “Psssst!” When he looked over at me, stuck in an almost horizontal position, wedged into the bushes, I gave him a gesture of my hands that said “Well, what about me?” He rolled his eyes a bit and came back to give me a hand out of the bushes. When I got myself unstuck, I looked down at the kids shirt and saw a streak of wetness on his shirt coming up from his crotch, which on closer examination turned out to be globs of cum…he must have shot off sometime during his struggles, probably about the same time as me. I reached down and wiped some on my finger and held it up to his mouth. He smirked and sucked my finger into his mouth. When I pulled my finger out, the cum was gone. I kissed him then, the taste of his cum filling my mouth. I patted him on the ass and turned to go. He smirked again and sauntered off towards the sidewalk. I stayed away from the park for a while with the realization of how close I had come to getting caught, but I couldn’t stay away for very long. If you like this story, I can give other stories about the park, but this one was definitely my hottest encounter there.

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...

Finding His Boy (Part 3) Reese was very pleased with Matthew. “You did very well, you earned yourself a shower.” Reese led his boy over to the shower in the corner and hosed him down before leading him over to the fuck bench. “Time to see how well that hole is working.” Matthew was strapped down to the bench. Reese could tell that Matthew’s will was definitely broken. He got behind his boy and began to fuck him, HARD! This was a brutal fucking. With every thrust you could hear Matthew let out a whimper. “You’re going to continue to get fucked until you learn how to take it like a boy should.” Reese continued to pound away at his boy’s hole until he stopped whimpering. It took almost 3 hours of non-stop fucking but Reese was used to that. Although he had a master, his master liked to get fucked on rare occasions. “Good boy, that’s how you should be when your master fucks you, just one more hour and you’ll earn a break.” Matthew continued to be silent as he got fucked. He began to learn what was expected of him. The hour passed and Reese pulled his cock from his boy’s hole. He didn’t give his boy any time to squeeze his hole shut before he stuck a good size butt plug inside. “There. That will keep you satisfied and hold my seed inside you. Let’s get you up and feed you. You must be hungry.” Not a word was spoken as Reese removed the restraints and helped his boy up from the bench. Reese led his new boy out of the play room and up stairs to the kitchen. “Here, eat this” as a bowl of some sort of gravy covered meat was placed on the floor. “Wait!” Reese called out as he pulled his boy’s hands behind his back and fastened the wrist restraints he was wearing behind his back. Reese answered his boy without a question being asked, “You have earned something to eat, but not the right to eat at the table or use a fork. Now eat every bit of food or you will be punished.” Punishment was not something he wanted to discover. He got down on his knees and leaned his head in the bowl. He was so hungry is didn’t take him long to finish it all off. Reese helped his boy off his knees and led him back down stairs. “That’s a good boy. You thirsty boy?” There was only a nod of the head yes, no sound was made. “I ASKED ARE YOU THIRSTY BOY?” This time there was a verbal response, “Yes Sir, please Sir.” “Good boy. On your knees!” Reese’s boy wasted no time and sunk down to his knees. “Open your mouth.” His boy opened up and Reese stuck his now soft cock inside. “You are to drink every drop. If you spill any you will have to lick it off the floor and you will be punished.” The look on his boy’s face was a look of disgust as Reese began to piss, not too fast, but fast enough where he knew his boy should be able to keep up with it and drink it down. He drank as fast as he could, a little dribbled out of his mouth and down his chin to his neck. Before he knew it Reese had stopped and he was done. “Not bad for your first time, I’m sure you’ll get better. Now, to leave you to be by yourself for a while.” Reese released the restraints behind his boy’s back, helped him boy into his cage and shut the door. The boy was left in the dark, he had no concept of time, no concept of the day or date and had no idea where he was. All he knew was that he was there to serve his new Master but could not figure out why. Because of the slam he had been given an earlier he was not able to sleep. This kept him awake to think and ponder his situation. As more and more time passed and the training began to sink in he lost his identity as Matthew James and became Reese Martin’s boy. At some point, when the slam began to wear off, Reese returned to the play room. “Are you ready for your new identity boy or do we need more training before we get you there?” “Sir no Sir, Master Reese’s boy is ready Sir.” Reese was not surprised at this progression. Only he knew that his new boy had been under his influence for 7 days. With proper hydration through an IV and a consistent amount of a tranquilizer he knew he had his boy able to hear the audio training he received over the majority of the time. It was the same way he was trained. “What is your name boy?” “What does Master Reese want His boy’s name to be?” “From this point on your name is James Reese. Do you like that James?” “Sir, yes Sir, my name is James Reese.” “We have a trip to make. I will get you something to wear boy.” Reese left ‘James’ alone as he went up stairs, dressed himself then returned with shorts and a shirt for James. He handed the clothes to James and instructed him to get dressed. Once dressed James reached into his pocket and found an Arizona Drivers’ License that had his picture and the name James Reese. It sunk it completely, he was James Reese. “Let’s go.” Reese led James up stairs and out to the garage where there was the white van he had been picked up in and a nice Corvette convertible. James got in the passenger side and they pulled out. Not a word was spoken during the drive. James knew not to speak without permission. Soon they pulled up to their destination, a tattoo parlor. “We’re here James.” They got out of the car and headed into the shop. Reese was greeted by a tall, slender guy. The two hugged and shared a kiss. “This him?” “Yes, James say hello to Pete.” “Hello Pete.” “He’s certainly well mannered.” James stood there without saying a word. “Well, what are we doing today?” “Exactly what Martin gave me when he brought me here Pete.” “All right, sign here James and we can get started.” James signed his name, James Reese, where he was told without a second thought. “Let’s go James.” Pete led James back to a private room. Once they were back there Reese instructed James to strip down. He dropped his shorts and took off his shirt and was naked before Pete. Pete then told James to get in the chair and relax. James sat there as Pete proceeded to pierce both ears, his right nipple and gave him a Prince Albert. With the meth in his system there was no worry of him getting hard any time soon. Then Pete began to give James a few tattoos. The first was to the back of his head where it wouldn’t show once James was allowed to re-grow his hair. The second was similar to one Reese had on his ass. He was told it was a “family brand” and the last one was a biohazard symbol that matched one Reese had just above his cock. Reese had concealed the tattoos with make-up so it was never seen before this by his new boy. “All done there James. It’s time to pay.” James was worried at first, he only had an ID in his pocket, and he had no way of paying for all this work. But James was going to collect in his own way. “Stand up and turn around James. Now be a good boy and bend over the chair.” Pete dropped his shorts, pulled the butt plug from James’s hole and slid his raw, 9” thick dick in James’s hole. James knew not to say a word as Pete fucked him. James could tell that Pete’s dick was not only longer, but thicker too. With no warning Reese came in the room. He was wearing leather chaps and a vest. He had put all of his piercings back in. The only difference between the two was that Reese also had his left nipple pierced. “Good, I see you’re done with him. Damn he looks good Pete. Doesn’t he have a sweet ass? I told you he was a good fuck.” “You sure did. Uh, Uh, SHIT! There you go James another load to seed your hole with.” Pete pulled out only to be quickly replaced by Reese, only this time James was getting fucked by Reese with his 0g PA. As he learned, James did not make a noise even though the PA hurt as Reese fucked into him. “What a good boy you are James. I am very proud of you taking a pounding by me with my PA for the first time.” Reese wasted little time and seeded the boy after a short 5 minutes of fucking James. After he shot his poz cum in James’s ass he replaced the butt plug. Reese told James, “Try these on” as he handed James chaps, a vest and a pair of boots. “Fits perfectly! One more thing.” Reese placed a metal chain around James’s neck and locked it on. “This along with your tattoos will let all know that you are my property.” “Sir yes Sir.” “Good boy James. Now change into your shorts and let’s go home.” After changing back into his shorts and shirt, Reese led James back out to the car and drove home. Once they got back in the house and James was down stairs James wasted no time in stripping down naked. “You are becoming a very good boy, one I will be proud of.” “Sir, yes Sir Master Reese Sir.” “Ok boy, in the sling.” James hopped up into the sling. Reese made sure to attach his wrist and ankle restraints making sure to lock them to the chains of the sling. He then put a tourniquet around James’s bicep and gave him a generous slam. “There you go boy, how does my boy feel?” “Sir, boy feels good Sir, very good.” “Good boy” Reese said as he headed towards the door leaving James high, horny and restrained in the sling.

Finding His Boy (Part 2) Matthew James was out, drugged by Reese Martin, a ’22 year old’ he met on the internet a few months earlier. The truth was that Reese was 32, HIV+ former boy to Martin Louis. Martin was an independently wealthy man who had tricked, drugged and kidnapped Reese when he was about Matthew’s age. Martin was killed in a car accident and left everything to his boy, Reese. His instructions were simple, Reese could choose to remain a bottom and seek another Sir to serve, become a master and find his own boy or do neither. Reese chose to seek out his own boy and found Matthew James. Reese had his drugged up, naked boy in his hotel room. He threw on some shorts and ran out into the darkening knight to grab a bag from the van. He pulled out what he’d need to prepare his boy for travel. He had a hood complete with gag and built in head phones and a sleep sack that he would be able to secure his new toy for the trip. Reese placed the hood over his new boy’s head, slipped him into a sleep sack and tied it up tight. This would keep Matthew secluded and quiet for the remainder of his ride to his new home. Now that it was dark out side, Reese carried Matthew out to the van and hid him away in one of the back benches. He connected the hood’s head phones to a computer in the van that would play white noise along with a subliminal message that would begin his training. As Matthew came too his head was still fogy as to what had happened to him. He had no idea where he was, what the date was or how long he had been unconscious. All he knew was that he was alone. He then realized that he was tied down to some sort of swing. He could feel the cold chains against his right arms. He also felt the warm air on his skin and realized he was naked. Then it came back to him in bits and pieces….he remembered meeting Master Reese and getting fucked buy him. The more he thought about the events, the more he began to remember, the more he began to understand; Master Reese must have drugged him, Matthew admitted to himself that he liked how the drugs made him feel sexy. He thought about the nice long fuck he got from Master Reese and then it hit him….Master Reese said something about poz cum, “OH MY GOD!! Master Reese fucked me without wearing a condom.” Matthew heard someone approaching. He could not speak since he was still gagged, he could not see since he still had the hood over his head, but he could hear the person approaching. “How’s my boy doing? Are you awake and ready to continue your training and transformation?” Matthew was not sure why but he knew the correct thing to do was nod in agreement. “Good boy.” Mathew’s head was lifted up and the hood was removed. He blinked as his eyes as adjusted to the light in the room. He could see that he was in a windowless room somewhere (either the room had no windows or they were boarded over). He looked across his body, he was now hairless from the neck down. Reese looked him over and said, “It’s nice to see you without all that hair, boys are supposed to be smooth, and you won’t have to worry about it growing back either. I have a friend who works in a hair removal clinic and he used a laser treatment to permanently remove the hair you had on your face, arms, legs, chest, arm pits and crotch. You will be required to keep your head shaved smooth until you prove to me you are worthy of having hair. Matthew was shocked. He was proud of his body hair, he remembers the day he noticed it growing on his body. And now it was all gone. “Now we need to continue your training.” “Continue my training Master Reese?” “Yes, it began during your travel here to your new home. And I can tell that it has already started to take.” “Yes Master Reese Sir.” Matthew wasn’t sure why he was calling Reese Master or Sir, but it just seemed the correct thing to do. “What, if anything, do you remember from the hotel room boy?” “I remember Master Reese fucking me and telling me that he gave me 5 poz loads.” “That’s correct boy and do you know what that means boy?” “Sir yes Sir. Master Reese is poz and soon so will I.” “Very good boy. Is that what you want, to be poz like me?” “Yes Sis, if it pleases Master Reese.” “It does boy! Now for the step that will insure you will be poz like I am.” Matthew was unable to move since he was restrained. Reese stepped up along side his new boy, “I may have given you 5 poz loads of cum, but that’s no guarantee that it will take. Watch me, don’t take your eyes off me. What I am about to do will definitely make sure you have my DNA flowing through your body.” Matthew watched as Reese tied a tourniquet around his left arm and did the same to Matthew’s Left arm, swabbed his own prominent vein with alcohol, then did the same to Matthew’s arm. He then took a syringe with clear fluid in it and stuck himself, pushed a little into himself then drew back a lot of blood into the syringe. “You got so horny when I fucked you I could tell you like the Tina I had slipped into your ass. Now it’s time to get a good hard slam mixed with my bug infested blood.” Matthew was hypnotized by the events. He couldn’t move even if he wanted to since he was tied down so well. He watched as Reese stuck the needle into his arm and slowly pushed all the drug and blood mixture into his arm. “There you go boy. It’s a done deed now. After some time you will come to crave the drug just as much as you’ll crave my cum.” Reese pulled the tourniquet off his arm, then Matthew’s. Matthew’s slam was much stronger then his own. Reese takes a small hit or bump just to keep him satisfied, but Matthew was going to be getting a generous amount to get him hooked. Matthew felt the warmth rushing up his arm, into his chest and settling in his throat to the point that he had difficulty breathing. He coughed hard 3 times and Reese knew the slam was taking hold of his new boy. The look in Matthew’s eyes changed from a dazed fog to a look of lust. Reese knew what he needed and was ready to continue his training. He pulled a good size dildo off the wall, lubed it well with Crisco and stuck it in his boy’s hole. Matthew began to moan and groan as the dildo reached its maximum depth of 12”. “Good boy, you took that very well for your first time. But then again you had my 9” tool inside you already.” Reese moved the dildo around for a while then pulled if out. He then reached for a larger one that was 13” long and much thicker, about 8” around. It was modeled after a horse cock. More Crisco was added and the tip inserted. It took a few tries, but the head popped through. There was a look of anguish on Matthew’s face. Reese could tell this was not going to be as easy as the first dildo. “Breath boy, slow relaxing breaths.” Reese held a bottle of poppers under his boy’s nose telling him to inhale deep. He kept a steady pressure on the dildo and felt his hole relax as half of it slid in easily. “There you go boy. Maybe someday we will let a real horse fuck you.” Reese knew how to work this dildo to get it all inside his boy’s hole. He slowly twisted the dildo while applying steady pressure and a few more inches slipped in side. Reese held the bottle of poppers under his boy’s nose and without having to be told anything Matthew took a few deep hits. Reese let Matthew he was doing well with a “Good boy” as a few more inches slid inside. Matthew took a few good hits off the poppers and a few relaxing breaths as the rest of the dildo slipped past the internal ring and all the way into his ass. “Very good boy, I am very proud of you.” With the dildo all the way in Reese knew it would work on deeply opening up his hole. The dildo was worked in and out of Matthew’s hole for almost an hour as Matthew took hit after hit of the poppers. Reese knew his boy had had enough of this and slowly withdrew the large dildo from his boy’s hole. He admired the amount that his boy’s hole was now gaping open. “Not too worry, soon your hole will close up and you will know how to open and close on command for me. I am very proud of you and you have earned my cock and a few loads of cum.” Reese slammed the entire length of his cock inside Matthew as he lay in the ling with his ass slowly retracting. “MMMM, nice and loose. I bet you’ll be able to take 2 cocks inside you at one time. That will give you something else to look forward to besides getting fucked by a horse.” As Reese fucked his new boy, he recalled the time his Master had used that same dildo on him, how much work it took to get it inside his own hole. And now he had his own boy able to take the same dildo in him deep and soon a lot more. Unlike the first time Reese fucked Matthew, he made sure Matthew knew every time he had a load of cum deposited inside him. After load 5 Reese leaned in to kiss his boy, the kiss was deep and passionate. As he continued to fuck Matthew he leaned in like he was going to kiss his boy again, but this time he worked up a good gob of spit and hocked it in his boy’s mouth. “SWALLOW THAT BITCH!” “Thank you Sir.” After a good long fuck and what seemed like a pint of cum Reese was done. He reached over for a good size butt plug and as he pulled out he told his boy “Squeeze that ass of yours as hard as you can.” Once he had his cock out he made sure to replace it with the plug to hold all the cum inside the boy. The straps holding Matthew down were released and Matthew was allowed to get out of the sling. With one word from Reese, “POSITION!”, Matthew got down on the floor on his knees and placed his hands behind his back. “Good boy. Stay there. So far you have pleased me and done what you were told to do.” Reese then began to piss all over Matthew soaking him from head to toe. Just as he was getting close to being done he said another simple command, “OPEN!” Matthew then opened up his mouth and let Reese piss in his mouth. Reese finished pissing and another command was given, “HOLD IT!” Matthew just held his Master’s piss in his mouth. “GOOD BOY, NOW SWALLOW!” Matthew was on automatic, he did not protest when Reese began to piss all over him, he allowed him to piss into his mouth then he held it there for a few seconds then drank it down. Matthew may have wondered a little why he did all this without any protest, but Reese knew exactly why. The same had been done to him almost 15 years ago. His master, Martin Louis had done the same to him as he was now doing to Matthew. He drugged him and kept him drugged as he was subliminally trained. This form of training works so well when the mind is foggy from the drugs. Reese was very pleased with Matthew. “You did very well, you earned yourself a shower.” Reese led his boy over to the shower in the corner and hosed him down before leading him over to the fuck bench. “Time to see how well that hole is working.”