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Paul followed the skinny man through the dark halls, as he desperately tried to stem the flow of blood and cum leaking from his fuckhole. The man kept turning back to check Paul was there, each time rubbing himself as he stared at Paul's body. They entered into a lighter part of the sauna, filled with beds and soft furnishings. There were condoms filled with cum all over the floor, as well as empty lube packets. The skinny man stopped in front of a bed, and pulled Paul into him. He fondled Paul's body, moaning gently as he did. He whispered, 'I'm not long for this World. I have to pass on my special gift. Do you want my gift?' Paul hesitated... what did he mean? The man stared at him intently, and Paul noticed there was a small gaggle of oggling men around them, desperate to see what was going to happen next. 'Yes, I want it', Paul said. The man smiled, revealing a set of vile yellow teeth. His gums were damaged, cracking with blood as he grinned. 'Get on the bed', he whispered. Paul crawled onto the bed, settling on all fours and spreading his ass for the man. 'No', said the man as he crawled next to Paul. 'Lie on your side, I want to hold you'. Paul lay on his side, as the man wrapped his arms around his warm, young body. The man rubbed his fingers around Paul's asshole, rubbing Paul's last load between his fingers. Paul felt the distinct popping of the man's mushroom head invading his ass, and the man moaned as he cradled Paul. The audience were in their element, pumping their cocks as they watched the man invade Paul's ass. 'I love you', the man said, stroking Paul's hair. 'I love you so much... do you love me?' 'I love you', Paul said. 'Fuck me harder... please...'. The man complied, spreading Paul's ass with long, hard, but slow thrusts, and he continued to moan. 'I'm close', he whispered. 'My gift will live on, through you... I love you'. The man screamed as he unloaded 8 days worth of stored load into Paul's ass. Cum fountained from Paul's ass, pouring down the sides of the man's dick. He held Paul so tight that Paul's chest began to hurt. He kissed Paul's back, running his hands along Paul's slender arms and legs. As he calmed down, he slowly slid his long cock from Paul's ass, as fountains of pink cum, mixed with Paul's damaged ass juice, flowed out after him. Paul turned around to look at the load pouring out, and noticed the man's dick. It was rotten, filled with legions. Puss slowly leaking from it. Paul felt fear for the first time in his adventure, and he got up to leave. 'I have to leave', he panicked, and he searched frantically for his towel. 'Not so fast', a voice said, and the audience advanced on him, pushing him back onto the bed. 'Our turn'. There were some seriously hot studs in the group, and Paul's fear slowly ebbed away as his dick sprang to attention. He finally succumbed to the touching, the caressing, and lay back on the bed. What happened next turned Paul on more than he had ever known in his life. For two hours, he became the fuck toy of every man in the sauna. His ass ached, but he took load after load after load, screaming in agony and sexual ecstasy as he was used like a ragdoll. After the last man had finished, he lay, spent, his ass aching. His dick was swollen after cumming so many times, and he didn't want to move. Eventually he woke up, after realising he had nodded off. His aching fuckhole told him he had been used a couple more times in his sleep. He got up, found his towel, and tried to get his bearings. A torrent of cum flooded down his legs, and he desperately tried to wipe it with his towel. 'I need a shower', he thought, and he headed off towards the changing room, where he had no idea another adventure was awaiting him. To be continued...

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...

Paul was drunk. And he wanted to get fucked. There was nothing he loved more than raw cum in his ass. He'd only ever done it with boyfriends before, but tonight, single after a recent breakup, his wicked side took over, and he found himself ambling through the streets towards the local sauna. He was stunning looking, a swimmer, and his ridiculous body was accentuated by his spray on t-shirt and jeans. He stumbled into the door of the sauna. unsure of what to do next. A tiny old man behind the counter almost fainted when he saw Paul. Paul returned his stare. "Fif - fifteen dollars," the man finally said. Paul reached into his pocket, brushing his tight t-shirt up slightly as he did. The old man audibly whimpered. Paul looked at him. Covered in lesions, he looked like he should have been dead years ago. Paul hesitated for a moment, asking himself 'Should I be here?' His cock was hardening as he realised the old man was enjoying looking at him so much. 'Yes, yes I should'. He paid, and the old man gave a rather more audible whimper as Paul turned towards the entrance. Paul knew he was rubbing himself as Paul's tight ass swayed into the changing room. It was dank and dark, and the smell of piss and amyl nitrate permeated the air. Paul went to his locker, a little voice in his head telling him to leave. He ignored it, and peeled his tight t-shirt off, his ribs showing as he arched his back to remove the t-shirt. He heard a whimper, and as the shirt came over his head he saw the old man, who was shamelessly jerking off as he watched Paul change. Paul had never been as turned on in his life. He could hear the buzzer to the sauna going off. The old man turned towards the reception, hesitating a moment, but then he heard the click of Paul's belt. He turned back to see that Paul was taking his jeans down, revealing an exceptionally skimpy pair of black briefs which barely covered his ass, and as Paul bent over to pick up his shoes, the old man screamed as he shot a dirty load all over the floor, moaning orgasmic ecstasy. Paul then removed his briefs, wrapped a very skimpy towel around his waist and made his way into the depths of the sauna. The old man, meanwhile, sank against the wall, and simply watched, his mouth open, agog as the twink beauty passed from his view.

I don't think that I've ever written one of these before..... so, here goes ;-) Got a message from on a4a from a guy that I've swapped messages back and forth with for a long time. He's always trying to get me to meet him at this bookstore over lunch, which sounds like a good plan, but the place is like 30 mins away from my office, which then stretches my lunch really long, and I don't wanna draw any attention to my lunchtime activities, so I usually decline. Well, today, he sends me a message asking if I'm busy and I replied no... he said, did you get a message from another guy right now from Texas? I looked and sure enough, I did.... so I reply to this Texas guy.... he wants to know if I'm up for a 3some with the 2 of them. A quick check of profiles shows that they're both tops ;-) and being the eager bottom that I am, I smile, and type, "hell yes I'm up for that.... now, where are you located?" A minute goes by and he says, "Hilton Garden Inn" which is seriously less than a mile from my office. My smile gets larger.... and so does the tent in my pants. He replies back again and says, "Can you be here in like 20 minutes?" "Yup, that I can... you mind if I grab a quick shower before we start?" "Not at all," was his last response. I finished what I was working on, jumped in my truck and headed over. He opened the door wearing just basketball shorts, with a very obvious VPL.... and FUCK he was hot! NICE body, cute fucking smile... the whole package. We talk and introduce ourselves, I strip and grab a quick shower. As I'm drying myself off we continue to talk, he comments that the 3rd guy isn't here yet, and I just smile back. "You mind if we start without him," he asks. "Not at all," I reply back with a smirk. FUCK the guy can kiss! His fingers discover my hole about the same time that I swallow his cock for the first time. After a few minutes, he stands up and guides me towards the bed. Then, with one hand on my hips, he places his other hand on my shoulders until I bent over, with my chest on my his. He dives tongue first into my ass and starts eating my hole like a pro.... I'm moaning and grabbing at the sheets, before eventually burying my face in the comforter and reaching back to pull my cheeks apart to get his tongue in me deeper. Then, there's a knock at the door... our 3rd is here. Now, I've talked to this guy online for a long time, but never met him and never seen more than a cock pic. And up, sure enough, he's not my type at all. Whatever... this other guy is hot as fuck, so I'll power through it. We all three swap sucking each other, Texas guy licks a few fingers and works my hole open. Then, he lays on the bed and our 3rd starts rimming him. He shoots me this sexy as FUCK smile, then says, "Come sit on my face." You don't have to ask me twice! He eats my hole, and I push the other guy aside to return the favor. After a few, I spin around and start to work his FAT dick into my hole that's dripping with his spit. A few deep breaths and he's in me balls deep. Long story short... the 3rd guy ends up fucking me with a rubber and cumming all over my cock. Nothing spectacular there.... decent sized load, but that's about it. Texas then mounts me and proceeds to expertly fuck my ass.... shallow, deep.... hitting my prostate, hitting my second sphincter.... every few minutes he has to pull me closer to him so I don't fall off the bed. We kiss a lot.... and I can see that he's fighting the urge to shoot his nut. I say, "Go ahead, man.... fill me up." He switches his hips into a power fuck mode and pounds away at me pretty hard until he pushes in me balls deep and I can feel his cock pulse and feel his seed fill me up. I sit up and we make out for a bit.... this whole time the 3rd guy is walking around trying to engage us in conversation, and we both kinda ignore him. Texas pulls out of my hole and I immediately flip over to suck his cock clean.... he responds by grabbing the back of my head and pulling me down on his cock saying, "oh fuck yes." I flip over again.... Texas gets up and stands next to the bed, and I continue to gently suck and swallow his cock while I rub my own load out. By far, the hottest hookup I've had in a long time. After I leave, I get a message from Texas on a4a that says, "The only good thing the other guy did for me today was introduce me to you! I could have a lot of fun with you one on one!" We'll see what happens... he's in town 1 more day. Maybe we can have a repeat tomorrow ;-)

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

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

POZ Massage Part I of II I met Brendan online on an M4M Masseur website. My boyfriend was out of town, and I thought maybe I would get a massage. I knew I wanted a massage from a hot guy, but I figured that's where I would draw the line. After all, my boyfriend and I had decided to try being monogamous for a while, and I was determined to respect that. Out of all of the pages I looked at, Brendan seemed the most clean guy, an All-American jock-type who probably wasn't even gay. He had a few photos posted, some in workout clothes, and some shirtless on a beach somewhere. He had a great body, wide shoulders, built slightly-furry chest, slim waist, and ripped abs. I saw that he had some “locked” pics and sent a message asking if he could send me the code to unlock them. Within less than a minute, he had responded with a nice note saying he was immediately available for out calls along with the unlock code. I drooled when I saw the first private pic. A shot of his back with his muscular ass on display, showing his big ballsac hanging down between his legs. The next one showed him bending over and spreading his asscheeks. The final one was a frontal shot. I first noticed his big thick 7” dripping uncut hardon with a huge D-shape Prince Albert piercing. A few moments later, I saw his tattoo above his bushy dark pubes. I knew immediately it was a biohazard tattoo that meant he was POZ. I trembled all over thinking of this POZ hunk giving me a rubdown. I knew since I only wanted a massage, I would go for it. We agreed on a price and I gave him my address. I ran to the ATM to get the cash to pay him and then hopped in the shower. I couldn't help but finger my hole a little as I showered. Brendan arrived right on time with his folding table under his beefy arms. Every bit as stunning as his pics, he was wearing cut-off sweatpant shorts and a muscle T-shirt that showed off his gorgeous physic. He grinned at me as I shook his hands taking in his masculine form. He smiled saying that he knew the building and had given massages here before. I wondered which of my neighbors let this POZ stud give them a rubdown. He sat up the table as I got him a glass of water. He gave me a CD to play to help relax and I put it in the player. He handed me a smallish towel and asked me to undress. He left the room while I changed out of my clothes and I laid face-down on the table, my face cradled by a green foam ring. I heard Brendan coming back, and lifted my head. I was shocked that he was naked when he came back in the room, his big pierced dick soft and swinging against his legs as he sauntered over to me. “I find it's more relaxing if we're both naked. Is that okay?” I already felt cotton-mouthed, but nodded that it would be fine. He gently laid my head down into the foam ring and straightened out my arms against my sides. He kneaded my shoulders and my upper arms before moving lower to the small of my back and then to my ass. He rolled my cheeks in his hands, spreading them wide. I'm sure he got a great peek at my asshole as he worked my ass. He squirted massage oil repeatedly until my back was a sweetly-scented sticky mess and his hands slid smoothly over my curves and into my crack. This whole time, he was standing to the side of the table. I felt his hairy bare legs graze my arm and hand as he worked back and forth alongside me. At one point, I felt his fingers getting close to my asshole, and I could swear his was rubbing his fingertip practically into me. I let out a moan, and he held still. He then put one of his hands over mine and place his hardening cock onto my upturned palm. I didn't know if I should squeeze back or not, but he would up swiveling his hips enough that he was practically fucking my hand. After a few minutes of him working my ass with his dick in my hand, I got up the courage to wrap my hand around his cock and give it a good squeeze. He moaned back with approval as he worked my upper legs and then my feet. When he got to my feet, he pulled away from my hand, which suddenly felt empty. “You like a little assplay?,” he asked me as he took my feet in his strong hands. “Ummmm Hmmmm...” was all I could muster. With that, he mounted the table, straddling my upturned ass. I could feel his hair low-hanging balls and that cold cock piercing against my ass. I shivered as he leaned forward and ran his elbows up and down my back. I was in heaven, practically putty in his hands. After a few strokes, I felt the head of Brendan's cock at my ass. “You okay with me teasing your, hole, man? You know I'm POZ, right?” “Right....,” I muttered back. I myself wasn't sure if I was answering whether or not I knew his status or if I liked him teasing my hole. Either way, I felt him slide in first one greased-up finger, then two. The whole time, he kept massaging my cheeks with his free hand, and slapping my ass with his raging hard POZ cock. “You like that, man? Want something bigger.” “Ummmmmmmm Hmmmmm......,” I moaned back at him, expecting another finger, or perhaps a dildo. What I wasn't expecting was the tip of his pierced cock to slip into me painlessly without any resistance. In that moment, my mind was flooded with my promise of monogamy to my boyfriend at the same time as knowing the dangers of fooling around bare with POZ guys. It felt so good though that I didn't dare ask him to stop. “You ready for more of that? I've got six or seven more inches of where that came from.” “Okay, Brendan. Just put it in. Don't fuck me or anything, just put it in.” I couldn't believe the words that had just escaped my mouth. Brendan eagerly responded by slowly but steadily sinking his POZ cockmonster deeper and deeper into my raw hole. He stayed hard in me for at least ten minutes as he worked my shoulders, not pumping in and out, but pulsing deep inside me. I felt him slowly start to work his cock in and out, each stroke a bit further in and out, and in and out. It hadn't hurt at all given so much massage oil as lube, but now it felt different, almost creamy. I thought it must have been his precum oozing out of his POZ cock that was easing the way now. Brendan pulled my ass a bit higher so I was on my knees and elbows. He reached around to my crotch to find my own drippy cock so hard and sticky that it was matted to my pubes and belly. He wrapped his hand around my cock and allowed me to fuck myself into his hand. He remained still, so I was also fucking myself onto his bare cock. As I got closer and closer to orgasm, I picked up the pace. I was determined to cum before he did so I could pull off and not take his toxic load. As I pumped away, he hissed in my ear, “Slow down man, or you're gonna make me cum in you again!” Hearing that, I blasted off at once, knowing that he had already shot off in me at least once. That must have been why my ass felt so creamy as he worked his tool in me. I shot onto my chest and all over the table and pulled off of his cock. Brendan stayed on his knees on the table and leaned down to scoop up my spooge with his fingers. He pushed my load into his ass with one hand as he fisted his hardon with the other, quickly sending squirt after squirt of POZ cum all over the table. When we had both caught our breath, he suggested that we shower, and that I try to get out as much of his load as possible. He has assumed that since I had seen his private pics and not commented on the tattoo that I would be fine taking a POZ load. As I squatted over the toilet trying to force his toxic goo out my ass, I told him about my promise of monogamy with my boyfriend. “Since when?,” he asked. I was in this apartment last week, and I filled up your boyfriend's hole real good. My jaw dropped as Brendan threw his head back in a laugh. “So that's why he knew the address,” I surmised. We showered together as he fingered my hole again. After Brendan left, I texted my boyfriend. “WE'VE GOT SOME TALKING 2 DO. BRENDAN WAS HERE. HE CAME IN ME A LITTLE. DID HE CUM IN U?” I got a photo response a few seconds later: A pic of Brendan balls deep in my boyfriend's raw hole on the same table in our living room, followed by a one-word text, “YES.” I knew then and there that monogamy was a joke, and that we would be needing a “couple's massage soon. To be continued....

So I'm 19 and new to barebacking scene. When I met a guy and he was going to whore me out. When we met at the hotel I was nervous I'd only been fucked by two guys in the same night. He's was fit in his 40s with dark hair. First thing he had me put on a blind fold and mouth gag. He bend me over the bed and fucked me first, my tight hole was sore by the time he came deep inside me, he went to answer the door and I heard several guys come in. The plan had been for all 6 of the strangers to come over time but they all showed up at once. I could feel a crowd of hands rubbing my body and on my ass. Telling me how cute of a little boy I was. He poz, one of of the guys asked the guy I'd met. Not yet he told him. They were all so excited. "Well boy you think you'd be up for a gangbang" I just shook my head up and down. They took the gag out of my mouth and left the blind fold on. Then a cock slide in my mouth fucking my face fast then one went up my ass using the first guys cum as lube. Others guys grading me and having me use my hands to jack then off. I had went from a good boy to a total slut in no time. It didn't take long for this second guy to cum, he moaned so load and I had no clue what he might be breeding me with. My ass wasn't stretched yet but bright red. After 45minutes of switching and fucking my face and ass the last guy was in my slutty sloppy red teen ass. As his sweaty ball sounded away at my ass. He let out a moan and shot jizz deep in my soaked ass. All the guys left but the organizer he took my blind fold off and told me I took it like a champ cum was dripping from my ass the whole way home.

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.

I had not had cable TV and my internet was with my home phone company but their rates were skyrocketing out of control. I decided it was time to get cable as TV signal was constantly changing on local channels and hard to pick up with an old antenna and my internet kept coming and going too. Talked it over with my wife and she went with it also, so we called them to come hook us up with everything new, cable tv service, home phone, and internet all from same company. Now for a little back up story. I am as you see married and had really never done any man2man at all. Wife and my sex life had gone out the window, but that is another story, so I was constantly horny as hell. I am in pretty good shape and play basketball regularly with younger guys and keep up and they can't stop me whenever I decide to shoot and workout about 3 other days per week on my own also. The day of the hookup arrived and the company sent out two guys to do it as we had requested 6 rooms to be hooked up for the cable (5 bedrooms and the livingroom), and the two guys were both somewhere between 25 and 30 years old, and I am not really very good at guessing ages. Both guys appeared to be similar at about 6' and around 190 to 200 pounds. Really did not pay a lot of real attention though and it being quite a warm day both also were in shorts and t-shirts. We have two bedrooms in the basement, which is also were all the lines into the house have to go through before going upstairs to main floor and then to second floor also. After getting main floor somewhat ready, one of the guys and I went to basement so I could show him where I wanted the lines to go and the tvs to hookup. One room has a floor support pole in it leaving little room to maneuver where line and tv had to go. We were very close together as he ran the cable and I was getting the TV ready, basically almost against each other. At times as he got the cable ready and I was putting tv in place there were times when my butt would actually bump against him and some time I noticed that he seemed to be getting a hard on. I was a little curious about that and turned around to say something and could see the outline of a definite hardon through his shorts as they tented out in front of him. I kind of gulped as it looked to be quite a bit larger than mine, which is basically avg. sized at about 6 1/2" and before I could turn back away he noticed where I had been looking. I just about had the TV in place and it was plugged in and I turned it on when he kind of moved forward a little and I felt that big cock up against my ass again. Like I said, I had never done and M2M before but for some reason it seemed to feel good to me and I was a little turned on by it. I didn't move when he pressed against me so it must have given him the signal it was ok as he kind of rubbed his cock against me more and moved so it was pressed into the crack of my ass for sure. I was surprised how much I was turned on by this and just stood there letting him rub against me. With no sex from wife I was horny as hell anyway but had not thought of another guy before. He got bolder and pushed against me harder and then reached around me and grabbed my cock too. I gasped at the feeling of that. He then finally spoke and asked if I fooled around on my wife or not. I told him I never had and had not ever done anything with a guy for sure. He said it sure feels like you like it though and I told him I was horny as hell is probably the reason as wife and I had not done anything in about two or three years now. He turned me around and stepped back a little and then dropped his shorts. He was commando and out popped his huge cock. It had to be about 9" and as big around as a beer can. WOW I had never seen one that big except in a porn movie. I was mesmerized by it and involuntarily almost reached out and took ahold of it. As my hand wrapped around it I took a big breath and held it. It was like nothing before at all. He asked me, since I had never done anything with a guy before, if I wanted to suck him a little to see what it was like. I was a little hesitant, thinking of my wife right upstairs, but the size and feel of that cock was just too much, and throwing caution to the wind, I bent over and got closer and just stared and then took the head of it in my mouth and licked it and sucked. Being my first time I wasn't sure exactly how to do anything else. But after a very short time started to move my mouth farther onto his cock until it was into my throat and there was still more of it to go. I then let it slide out as I moved my head back away and then in again and repeated. It must have been ok as he was moaning some quickly and grabbed my head to help guide me as he fucked my mouth. I was actually enjoying it and could taste what had to be his precum and the taste was nice to me too. As I continued to suck on him, he reached back of me and started to slide his hand into the back of my shorts and then ran his fingers up and down the crack of my ass and stopping each time to kind of tickle my hole some. With the sucking the feelings were fantastic and I was getting hard as a rock from the stimulation. Pretty soon he pushed my shorts down off of my ass and then as I looked up he put his fingers in his mouth and got them wet and then back to my ass and ran his wet fingers around my hole getting it wet with his spit. He went back and forth to his mouth about 5 or 6 times and then as my hole got wetter I felt a finger slip in a little which made me jump, but it felt pretty darn good. This was way more than I had ever thought about. WOW What a feeling.

I'm about to start writing up some great fiction stories, and I've got a pension for the stealthing sort -- I just don't know what would turn people on more -- reading a story from the mindset of a predator top wanting to knock up hole or from the viewpoint of the naive bottom who realizes too late he's been duped. When maybe 5 - 10 people have commented I'll start posting up some hot stories I'm sure you'll all enjoy. Maybe eventually I'll do the same story down the line but from the other side of the coin if it's a close tie. I'll do a poll too now that I see I have that option.

This was the last load I've taken, and it is probably the hottest load I've ever had. It was my first time at Steamworks Chicago. After some walking around and having collected a couple of anal loads, I came across the glory holes. As I walked into the booth I found a fat cock sticking through the hole. Fucking gorgeous, It was a fat 9x5 cock (at least). So I went down on my knees and start sucking. I could taste the cum and ass juices on the cock. I was in heaven! After some sucking, I decided I wanted that fat cock in my hole, so I stood-up, turned-around, grabbed the cock and placed it right in my hole. Luckily I was well-lubed and and loosened up from the first couple loads I had taken that night. Even so, I could feel that fat cock cock fill my hole. After a couple of minutes I could distinctly feel him blow his load deep up into my ass. I walked around for a bit more, but I didn't find anything else. Does anyone know if there is a public sling in this place?

Last weekend, I had the wildest sex in my life yet with my partner Justin. We’ve been together for almost ten years now (we are both in our 30s), and usually Justin is pretty conservative sexually. We were drinking quite heavily (cocktails) during the evening, and around midnight we went to a small gay bar. At the bar, we continued with beers and danced. After a while, Justin started to get quite physical, dancing closely, French kissing, rubbing my dick through my pants, and then sticking his hands inside my pants. It wasn’t really a wild club where you could do stuff like that, so I told him he had to stop or I would have to fuck him in the toilet. He said, “Well, then you just have to do that.” We didn’t waste a second, went upstairs to the toilet and into the only toilet stall they had. Inside, we didn’t waste any time. Of course, we didn’t bring lube, so spit would have to do. Unfortunately, both our mouths were so dry from drinking all evening that we could barely manage a few drops of spit. Justin pulled down his pants, turned around, bent over the toilet seat, lubed up my dick with a little spit, and then shoved it in. After a few strokes with a lot of friction (my cock is rather big), he loosened up enough so that I could fuck him harder. We were both pretty pissed, so after a while, I thought I’d test how far he would go. While we were fucking, I told him to get on his knees and to suck me. I must admit that I’ve had this fascination with Ass-To-Mouth (ATM) for a while, but we had only done it once before, and that was after Justin had douched his ass. This time, he hadn’t prepared. While there was no visible dirtiness, it was clear to both of us that my cock would not be really clean, either. But Justin was too drunk to care, so without hesitation, he turned around and took my cock in his mouth; right after it had been in his ass. Wow! Justin is a really good cocksucker, so he did a great job, but then I wanted back in his ass. I fucked him again for a while, told him to suck me one more time, and then I fucked his ass again. In between, he French kissed me, and I guess I realized that he had just sucked my dirty cock. Finally, I blew my load inside his ass. I don’t remember whether he came or not, but I didn’t really care at the time. Unfortunately, there was no toilet paper in the stall, so he couldn’t really clean up his ass and I told him that he was not allowed to get rid of my cream anyway. We went back downstairs on the dance floor and continued dancing. Justin told me that cum was dripping down his legs. I told him that under no circumstances was he to get rid of my cum until I had the chance to breed him again in the hotel room. In turn, he asked me, with a smile on his face, how I had liked the taste of his ass when I was kissing me. To be honest, I had not tasted anything (and I don’t think I would have liked it), but I thought the question was pretty nasty for a conservative guy like him. Anyway, we continued dancing and rubbing for a while before heading home to the hotel. If you guys are interested, I can post what happened there…

Hello! I get a 4 day pass from November 18th till midday 21. I'm close to Philly right now so I'm gonna get a hotel center of town for my pass. Looking to get as much cock and cum as I can before I deploy to Jordan which is right after my pass. Need help finding tops to breed my ass and mouth with cum piss or whatever. Thanks for the help.

I would be happy to do that and have friends to assist <=3

I was so horny for a cock either in my mouth or my ass today, and I'd arranged for a massage. He'd advertised that it was a legit massage, so I knew there would be no hanky-panky. I was fine with that. While he was massaging my left leg, he brushed up against my smooth ballsac, and I felt one of his thumbs brush up against my hole and it dipped in slightly. I moaned and my hole just naturally raised up to meet him. When he did my right let, he once again brushed up against my ballsac, and again rubbed my hole, and his thumb dipped into my hole. I moaned a little louder this time, and raised up to meet his hand. When he told me to turn over, I did, but I wasn't hard. He kept leaning over my head, and I could feel his heat coming from his body. So warm and nice. When he got to my legs, he again kept brushing my balls. My legs just naturally fell open, and he rubbed my quiche. Towards the end of my massage, He had two fingers in my hole, and I was rubbing my nipples. I asked him to take his shirt off, and he did. I didn't cum, and I didn't want to. It was such a hot massage. After all that, I was HUNGRY for cock, so I went to the local cruising place here in town, a local park. A guy came in to the bathroom and pissed at a urinal. There was a little hole in the wall so I could see him pissing. I saw him stroke his cock a little bit. He was maybe 55, not too hot, but I didn't care. He said he was too scared to do it there, and needed a little more privacy. So I got in my car and followed him to another restroom. I went in first and he followed. He was still scared, but he stood at the door, and I started jacking him off. I got down on my knees and blew him. It only took about 2 minutes, and his cum was runny and thin, but thank GOD, I finally got a load. I have a hook-up planned tomorrow for a load in my hole. I can't wait! It's been far too long.

This Saturday I was bored and posted an ad on CL. It was a long time before I got a response but finally did. I was from a couple of guys who were in town for a football game. I gave them the address and about 30 minutes later the door bell rang. To my surprise it was two fathers and sons. Dads were early forties and sons were over 18 but barely. They wanted to fuck ass and you could see they has partied at the game. They came in and we got naked. I was blowing one of the sons when the other dad started playing with my ass. He said he had no condoms and would I mind it bare. I said of course not and in he went. He did not last long before he came. That opened the flood gate. The other son went right in and fucked me good. He lasted a while before he groaned loud and shot a huge load. The other two came in me as well as the first son for a second time. Five loads and my ass dripped for the night.

Went out cruising last night to the local area. Was way to horny and wanted a cock up my ass. I'm 5'8 hairy good body and was in trackies, hoody and well horned as i was commando with a lubed hole. Only one other car there so was thinking a wasted trip as usual. Took a walk down the darkened path and heard the car door open and close so thought what the hell i needed a cock in my ass. Leaned against the fence by the path and dropped my trackies and was wanking my cock with my ass on display. I heard the foot steps coming closer and prayed it wasn't the cops. A dark shape came up the path and stopped behind me. A rough hand stroked across my hairy butt and a thick finger jabbed right into my hole, I then heard buttons pop and the finger pulled out of my ass and pushed my head down more so i was hanging on the fence bent over. With a grunt the bloke shoved his cock into my ass and fucked me quick and hard and within moments he was grunting and i could feel his cock unload. He said nothing and just pulled out and left. Went home with a smile and cum leaking out my ass.

Met a couple on A4A and hooked up last night at their hotel. Both guys were versatile so everyone fucked, everyone got fucked, and everyone got bred. They got a couple of other guys to come over from A4A (but not at the same time) so we had a couple of foursomes throughout the night. Got home about 3:00am with 5 or 6 loads in me.

Well, 1st of the new month, so it was time to look back over the last month and see how committed I was to getting loads-- I was sort of saddened by the low numbers- I had much higher hopes <g> So, in October I WAS able to take 18 loads in my ass, 7 down my throat, and 5 fistings. The last was a surprise- I really thought I had been fisted more than that, and maybe I was and just failed to mark it down on the calendar , but I did host family twice during the month, so I had some distractions With October in the books, I am now at a year to date total of 164 loads taken anal, 47 loads taken oral , 124 fists taken--still just 3 fist given, and no change on piss- stuck at 15 Faggot Hole- I am eager to hear where you are at- you have an amazing count going. And speaking of loads- I would love to start a boycott against Halloween- there wasn't a single cock to be had all day yesterday- I was ready, eager and really hoping to get the counts up before the last stroke of the clock at midnite-- and all I was able to score was a FF bud last night ( not complaining about him- he is good ffun) But really- all the boys men were so focused on being "fabulous" at the street party or private parties; none had the time to fuck !! I suggest next year gay men skip the whole Halloween costume crap and just organize rolling orgies and gang bangs- dress code naked and play required

I like to read a kinky tops view, As a bttm i know how dirty & twisted my own thoughts are already.

So I woke up this morning feeling very horny. Laying in bed naked I decided to start the day with a little protin, and put my brown bottle to my nose and woke my boyfriend up with my five start blowjob. Sucking him to completion and swallowing his load down when it shot down my throat. I was still feeling horny when he left for work so I got on Craig's list and found a man in town for work looking for a hole to breed. A beautiful cop, stocky build, scruffy thick. Since I was low on poppers and love a sleazy arcade I had him meet me at the bookstore. When we got back in the booth he wasted no time feeding dollars into the machine, then fucking my mouth. Very rough and aggressive, getting verbal treating me like a worthless bottom. I was totally getting into it too. Totally naked kneeling on the dirty floor. Like a true dom tom he didn't get naked. Shirt still on pants around his ankles, pumping his meat down my throat. Finally he was ready for my ass. Thank god he let me prep by taking a few long deep hits from the rush. I was bend over with one hand on my dick and the other on the floor to stedy myself. He had me take one more deep hit from the brown bottle when he spit on my hole and pushed it. His hands on my hips and just went to town pounding me, only caring for his own cock and pleasure. It felt amazing being used like that. He didn't last long, just a few minutes. Before I knew he he was pulling my hips in to him, forcing his rock hard dick all the way in when he let his sperm flow I to me, with a loud powerful orgasm. In a truly anonymous fashion he zipped up and let the booth. Leaving me on the filthy floor naked, like a filthy slut. I caught my breath and sucked a couple more cocks. But left soon. I was so hard and horny all day, but did to let myself cum till my man got home and fucked me one more time.

i really wished someone would just tie me down and order me to take loads. I dont really have any friends that would do that

I never pullout whats the point of that? our Precum is loaded with hiv anyway, and i precum fucking buckets...G> when a guy is asking me to pullout, i dont lie about it. I just say nothing and totally ignore him, or just grunt to aknowledge his request. I have always developed selective hearing about things i get told what NOT to do. but i know what his ass is about to get. I stay deep when i shoot in em so they wont notice as fast that they are loaded with my DNA. blow it deep so it SOAKS into thier guts. Fucking always turned me on shooting up a guys ass that is nervous or a "pullout: bttm. hes going to convert anyway if he bttms and BB. not sure how other pig tops stand on that. i never been the type to ;'"ASK" a bttm if its OK or can i shoot in you... FUCK that i dont ask i breed. back in the day of rubbers, i always id tear the fucking thing off during sex anyways and that turns me on even more. esp when i do the deed and seed his ass anyways. hahaha

3. The Cake Night had fallen again and Austin and I lay in my bed spooning, his cock having just softened enough to slip from my gaping hole a small dribble of cum following it out. “You sure you’re alright,” Austin said, he had asked me this after each of the three more load he had dumped in my hole. “Yeah, I’m sure.” I was more then sure, I had slipped into a cum lust. It was a sensation, a need, a craving that I had never before experienced. With each load I took my lust grew, and I started to gently grind my ass again Austin’s crotch and he held me. “Jesus,” he said, laughing a little, “You can still be horny.” “Well,” I replied sheepishly. Taking one of his hands and leading it down to my still rock hard cock. I had cum several times as he fucked me but that wasn’t enough, it no longer was about me shooting loads but rather me taking them. “Nine loads of POZ cum and you still want more, you’re more of a cumslut then I am.” He laughed. I turned my head awkwardly to kiss him, and I felt his cock beginning to harden again, pressing against my ass cheeks. “I’ve got an idea,” Austin said, breaking out kiss and rolling out of the bed, “stay there, and don’t let any more of that cum drip out of your hole.” He padded out of the room completely naked his half hard cock swinging in a wide arch as he walked. I rolled over onto my stomach and waited. I head Austin wandering around the rest of the apartment, and then a few minutes later he came back into my room, his cell phone in hand. He got back in bed, put his phone on the nightstand and looked at me with a crooked smile. “How about you start sucking my cock again, slut,” he said playfully, “get in nice and hard before I stuff it back in your sloppy cunt.” Austin lay flat stretched out on the bed, and I shifted down so I was on all fours between his legs my face level with his steadily swelling cock. I took the growing meat in my mouth and started to suck, swallowing its full length while that was still manageable. I could feel my jaw stretching as his cock grew in my mouth forcing my lips wider and wider. As I bobbed my head up and down slathering his cock with spit, I heard his phone go off. As I continued to choke myself on his cock he checked the text and sent a quick reply. Another minute or two passed and my jaw was becoming sore stretched around his massive dick, when his phone went off again. Austin again checked his phone, and sent a reply, this time after he put his phone back down he looked at me and said with a wry smile, “Ride my cock.” I quickly jumped into position my legs on either side of his hips, his cock brushing against my ass. I shifted and took hold of his dick in my hand, guiding him to my cum-lubed hole, and sat down on his now fully erect cock. I sank slowly down on the shaft my hole tender from the obscene amount of cock it had taken in the past sixteen hours. When I had fully impaled myself on his cock I began to rock slowly back and forth lubing up his cock with the many POZ loads that still filled my ass. Austin pulled me to him, pressing my chest hard against his, kissing me roughly on the mouth. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me in place as he kissed me. I heard something behind me, out in the rest of the apartment but Austin held me fast. I could sense that there was someone else in the room, but still Austin kept a tight grip on me, slowly bucking his cock in my loose and sloppy hole as he tongue fucked my mouth. Then the weight on the bed changed and I knew that there was someone else in the bed with us. The mysterious stranger moved between Austin’s legs and I felt big rough hands on my ass cheeks. My heart was pounding. I considered running, pulling away from Austin, but despite my fears I didn’t want too. Austin understood my cumlust and had said that he had an idea of how to slake it so I would trust him. Just as I had come to that decision I felt the unmistakable pressure of a cock head rubbing up and down my ass crack. This new cock quickly found my already filled hole, and despite Austin’s thick cock already being lodged inside of me, began to press against my straining sphincter. For a long moment it seemed as though the mysterious stranger’s cock would never be able to breach my hole no matter how hard he pressed until all of a sudden my hole gave way. It was like I was being torn in two. My hole, which until the night before had been a tight sphincter, bust open and became a wide sloppy cunt. I pulled my mouth away from Austin and pressed myself up till my arms were locked straight, arching my back, pressing my ass into the two cocks that now filled my hole. I looked over my shoulder now and saw Rick, a wicked smile playing across his strong handsome face. “Austin told me you couldn’t get enough POZ cock after I bred your cunt last night,” he said, “He and I are gonna wreck you good, and then if that’s not enough we’ll take you to the bathhouse, strap you to a sling and let every cock in the place dump a load in you.” My cock twitched, and my hole pulsed around their fat cock. “You like the sound of that, don’t you?” “Yes,” I replied. Rocking my hips a little to fuck myself on their cocks. “You really are a cumslut,” Austin said. “Alright Austin,” Rick said, putting a hand on my back and pressing me forward so I lay flat on top of Austin’s smooth chest again, “let’s wreck this bitch.” Rick pulled out till just his cock head was inside of me, and then slammed back inside. Pushed forward like I was Austin could buck his hips up and down jack hammering my hole. It took them a few moments to find a rhythm but soon they were pounding me in unison, their two cock moving as one inside of my gaping hole. I screamed and moaned, their cocks battering my prostate and they fucked me. Sweat pored off of all three of us and the stench of sex became the only thing I could smell. We must have fucked like that for almost half an hour before Rick said, “You ready Austin?” “Yeah, let's breed his hole.” Together they slammed into me a few more times, Austin stopping a few strokes before Rick slamming balls deep inside of me. Both of their cocks were thrust past my second sphincter as they shot their massive POZ loads deep inside of me. They each fucked my now destroyed hole one more time that night before dressing me in a dirty old jock of Austin’s; a leather harness; and stuffing a butt plug, so large that the day before I would have questioned why any one would every need something that big, in my hole, and whisking me off to the bathhouse. Rick hoisted me into a sling while Austin attached my arms and legs to the restraints. The plug was then removed and my gaping cum filled hole exposed to the small collection of men who had already gathered around me. By the time I got home the next morning my once tight, condom only hole had been transformed into a cum dripping rosebud. I looked at my hole in the mirror in my bedroom before passing out, reveling the way my swollen ass lips puckered. I ran my finger along the rim of my hole remembering the way my hole had looked in the mirror over the sling as I took my first fist that night. I would never be the same prude again. I called into work; slept most of the day and then that night went back to the bathhouse. I never even bothered getting a room; I just got a locker and went straight to the sling. As I looked at myself in the mirror above me I knew that this would be a regular haunt of mine from then on.

For anyone who is serious about tracking their activity loadwise- or if you may think some of the guys posting here are full of (shti) --- I have a wall calendar -one of those monthly ones with inspirational pictures of the college I went to ( I am sure they keep hoping for a big donation) Every day I am fortunate enough to have my mouth or hole used, before I hit the bed for the night, I post a tally to the square for that day. Since I am 110% bottom, all numbers are loads (or fist or piss) taken. I mark the loads/activity as A- O- F- P- and then the number for each type over the last 24 hours. And sadly, I have too many days ( usually my work days) where I make no marks at all. BUT- the calendar is on the door to my laundry/pantry room off the kitchen, and I see it multiple times a day, so I am always reminded of what I should be doing, rather than what I am doing at that moment. I also can see my better days for getting some, and can get a feel for the trends-so I plan my diet and days off accordingly. Sort of funny looking at this- the college sent me the free calendar hoping for donations, and I am using it to track cum donations-- who da thought it !! LOL { And, as if this hasn't rambled on long enough- I ONLY count fucks where the person has actually cum - which is frustrating for me- for example-last Thursday I got fucked and loaded, then he worked another 30 minutes trying to load me again but wasn't able. So, all that work, just 1 load.Later that night at the bar I was deep throating all night but from the 4 or 5 men I worked so hard on, only 1 was "done" for the night and fed me his cum- so 5 cock sucked extended periods, 1 load, only 1 load oral marked. Thursday afternoons my fist coach comes around for 2 hours and works my ass into a sloppy open hole, flogs my balls and cock, and often sounds my cock during the sessions, and packs my ass with various dildos- but for all that, it only registers as 1 fist. I may take 5 piss loads from 1 guy in a session, but it is 1 person, 1 mark. I sort of hope that all the other guys use a similar reporting standard- but no matter-- I KNOW where my load level is month to month, and what I need to work harder at )

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.”

I too keep a "log" of who I have sex with. Usually short descriptions of the guy, the circumstances and what we did. Sometimes a pic from his profile if we met online. It's just for me; I don't share this "diary" with anyone. It's fun to go back and remember the good ones I'd forgotten -- and useful when I want to remember when I first met someone I want to play with again.

Saturday morning I took a load from the bf in a raw 3way. This afternoon, I took 2 loads in yet another raw 3way with the bf.

Cordova - "I kinda felt violated to know that that asshole had bred me." Yet when your pussy needed it you took the cock without checking to see if it passed your requirements. There was no violation as you put yourself in the position of "waiting for the guy in my ass to finish." And you will do it again and again and again. When you take every cock and load anonymously, don't complain afterwards about feeling "violated."

Jocks always work well. I also love singlets.

I can't wait to use dark rooms more. Love the fact some troll can be breeding me with me knowing. Gloryholes are already one of my favorite things. Guys just drop by and give me there loads

I saw ad on craigslist: "Two tops looking for bottom to fuck. Bring ur own lube + condoms or you'll get fucked dry and raw." I e-mailed the poster, we swapped pics, and got an address. Wearing shorts and a vest top, converse, no under pants but lubed myself up. When I arrived at the hotel, the guy who answered door was hot, chunky and in his 40s. A second guy, in his late 20's, slim and handsome, was laying on the bed. The older guy asked if I had brought condoms. "No" I replied. "You read ad, right? You're getting fucked bare, and we expect to cum in you." "Of course" I responded. With that I stripped, climbed onto the bed, my arse in the air, presenting myself for a doggy-style fuck. The older guy went first, fucking me for ten minutes, pounding me hard, and nearly ripping my hips off as he shot up my arse. Then the younger guy fucked me, again for about 10 minutes until he came in my hole. The entire time the younger guy was pounding me, the older guy made me lick his feet. After they were both satisfied, the older guy said "Okay, we're done with you. You can fuck off now." With that I dressed and left.

Damn Xpoz that is hot. I love public men's room sex. But I have to say, I totally disagree with using the handicapped stall. It is the one stall that someonce who needs it will wait for. The others, not so much. But if a handicapped man comes in, he will wait til you, and your stud, come out. Wanna get busted, use that stall. Oh, check my "Fucked in a Stall" series of videos. You don't need the extra space.

20 dollars very well spent

Applause!!!

TOP! As a Tope myself reading any story from the doms view point gets me hot

For me both perspectives are hot. I'm sure I'll enjoy the stories.

hot story. he is getting more than he bargained for.

It's cool with me, as a bottom bitch I don't have a say anyway, right?

i would never pull out as top and i certainly won't let a top pull out when he is fucking me

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...

was wednesday night - 3 guys who i picked up on the street in zurich

i wanna be a guest in Gruntaq's house

This morning I sucked my houseguest's ripe meat to completion - again.

Swallowed a nice morning load from my houseguest. Getting to be a pattern that. Heading home for lunch to get more.

Swallowed one up from my houseguest 10 minutes ago. Yum

My FB cub swallowed my load this morning in bed.

Dumped one in my 24yo FB's hole last night and in his mouth this morning. Took one from my bro in my hole today.

I got my last load in my mouth this morning from my brother's cock.