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I had not been feeling very good at all, so I called and doctor who was able to get me in to his office in about an hour thanks to a cancellation. I made the appointment, but by the time I arrived I could hardly move nor breathe. I really felt horrible. Doctor took a couple of tests and quickly determined I had pneumonia and hustled me across the street to the hospital real quick. Soon there were iv tubes running in me and fluids and antibiotics being fed into me. More tests and more tests and finally the doctor came by and told me I had probably gotten to him in time as my lungs were really full of gunk for sure, adding I would be at the hospital for at least a few days. He also ordered up some breathing treatments to help clear up the passageways. The respiratory therapist who showed-up was a young hot looking twink guy. WOW. Just looking at him standing there, in his scrubs - my breathing was definitely labored. His clothing was a bit small for his build, and definitely hugged him around the waist very nicely. I could still see he was sporting a very nice looking bulge in his crotch. I was sure he was checking me out too and basically I was naked but for one of those stupid hospital gowns. Not much I could do feeling so bad but look. I was also sure that he purposely leaned against my arm as he put the breathing mask on my face and I could feel that nice bulge I had seen. He seemed to be very well hung and I was loving it even if it only lasted a few seconds. The treatment was over way too fast as I could not take my eyes off of him. He again leaned against me as he took the mask off and told me he would be back again in about 4 hours for another one. He smiled so wonderfully as he went out the door. Sure enough the cute guy was back in 4 hours and again he leaned against my arm as he put the mask on and again as he took it off. He was looking me right in the eyes as he did it too, and smiled big at my staring back. He leaned in and whispered to me that he knew I couldn't do anything but wait until I felt better and he would see what could be done. I gasped at that wondering what he had in mind with me down in the hospital in bed. He was off then till the next morning. When he did return it was the same thing almost. As he went to put the mask on me he leaned in again and this time his cock was right against my hand. I could not resist and took ahold of his cock through his scrubs. It felt fantastic and was big enough around I definitely could not get my hand clear around it. I rubbed it the whole time of my treatment, stroking it and his low moans made me horny as hell for him even more than I had been. Too quickly it was over though and he told me he would see me later again, this time leaning down and planting a quick kiss on me. On his next trip in, he started to talk a little as I rubbed his cock again. He told me I didn't know him but he knew who I was from some pics on my profiles he had seen online. He mentioned seeing me on BBRT, BZ, MH and a couple of others and thought I was hot and wanted me as soon as possible, when I got to feeling better. He was again off then till the next day, leaving me with a lot to think about. I was especially intrigued by what he meant about me being so hot as I am really only about average looks and my cock barely average. Oh, well, he was hot enough for two I thought. By the next morning I was finally feeling quite a bit better finally. Even managed to get out of bed to use the toilet instead of a pan. LOL Still breathing hard by the time I got back to bed though but much better anyway. The morning treatment was not much as he seemed preoccupied and no talking really just in and almost out. But, he stopped for a minute on the way out and told me, we could be in luck for the afternoon as the nurse and aide on duty then were the laziest they had and would not leave the nurses station for almost anything other than an emergency and away he went, leaving me wondering again. He came in in a hurry that afternoon. He told me we had some time and wanted to have a little fun. I was all for that. As he prepared by treatment he was kind of fidgeting some. As he leaned to put the mask on again he leaned against my hand but this time as I grasped him his trousers were down and I grabbed bare cock and it was divine. I started to stroke him and as I did he leaned over a little more and reached under my gown and grabbed my cock. I was hard already but he made it a rock in no time and played with my balls too. Then I felt his hand go between my legs and started to rub my hole. He looked at me then and told me he knew I was a bottom from my profiles he had read. I smiled and nodded and spread my legs so he could play easier with my hole. He pulled away for a sec and I saw him get something out and it turned out to be some lube which he then started to apply to my hole. I was loving it and then his finger started into me and I moaned for sure as the pleasure erupted inside me. In no time I felt another finger and then another finger enter me as he opened my hole up wider and wider and drove his fingers roughly in me deeper also. I was writhing on the bed and was soon ready for anything he wanted to do. He then looked me in the eyes and asked if I was ready for more and I nodded yes. He climbed on the bed and carefully lifted my legs up and out. He lined up his cock head with my hole and slowly started to slip it in a little at a time. Stroking it in a little at a time, so slowly and so agonizingly fantastic, until I finally felt his balls hit me in the ass as he bottomed out. He held still for a bit and then spoke to me telling me how he had read every single line of my online profiles, so he was sure he knew exactly what I wanted from him. I was curious as to that but then as he said it he pulled almost all the way out of my hole and slammed back in hard. I gasped but only for a second as he did not stop but immediately went into fast speed and pounded my hole fast and furious and hard and as deep as he could. It hurt a little to start with but soon I was in heaven for sure as that is the way I definitely love it. fast, hard, deep and filling my hole as full as possible on every stroke. He kept up a little whispering to me. He was telling me how nice my hole felt, so hot, and he had just what I wanted and knew I was going to love it. At times he would reach between us and run a couple of fingers in me as he fucked me good and I could feel the extra stretch that did and then one time he reached and leaned up some and I was sure he tried to get as many fingers in me at the same time as his cock as he could. It was kind of uncomfortable and I groaned a little with it. As he brought his hand back away though he lifted it between us and I gasped as I saw what looked like a little blood on his fingers. He leaned towards me again and told me he thought he tore my hole a little that last time, but he was smiling when he said it. I started to ask what he did that for when he all at once grabbed my legs and lifted them way up and caught me off guard and I could not get a good breath to ask then as he really tipped me up and pounded deep into me even harder and faster. He was breathing heavy too I noticed and then he leaned in and told me here it comes, just what you wanted and needed. He ground into me then and I could feel his cock throb and feel the heat of his cum as it erupted inside me. He ground his cock as deep as he could and kept doing it for what seemed forever but felt so good. He finally settled down a little and told me there, it is done and I had what I had always wanted in me. I looked confused I know and asked him what he meant. He told me he read everything I had every written online and he knew I wanted his gift. I was still puzzled and he then lifted his top and there around one of his nipples was the sign. Yes, that sign, the biohazard symbol. I knew too well what that meant. I gasped and asked what the hell, I hadn't wanted that. He told me it was on every one of my profiles that I was poz friendly, and would take any load no matter who, and I had written some stories about bug chasing on BZ. He just knew I wanted to become poz and was really happy to help me out. He got up then and told me, Hey, I am done for today but I will see you in the morning and maybe we can do this again, huh? I could only lay there and wonder, what the hell did I get myself into on just fantasizing so much.

"Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours." That's what they said right before they started tag teaming my asshole with their raw cocks. But I'm getting ahead of myself. When I was 19, my family took a trip to one of those all-inclusive resorts to Cancun. It was over Christmas break, so I guess it was a nice escape from the winter, but the resort wasn't exactly geared for the fun of a 19 year old who wasn't drinking. We had done the side trips to the ruins and shit, but mostly we hung at the resort where I was bored and mostly alone while my parents drank and had fun. One day they opted for the catamaran drunk cruise. I begged them to not make me go. I pulled the "I'm not a child anymore" card and said I would be quite content reading, napping and lounging by the pool. They finally relented, and I was left to my own devices for an entire day. If only they'd been more protective of their horny, gay son. I hit the pool pretty early with only my book, towel, mirrored shades, and swimsuit. Since I used to be a competitive swimmer I still had my speedo, which is what I decided would make for the best tan lines. I claimed one of the lounge chairs and set in for a nice day of relaxation. And I promptly fell asleep in the warm sun. I awoke some time later hearing hushed voices next to me. It was two, obviously American men whispering in close proximity to me. Voice 1: Look, the kid totally has a boner! Voice 2: Shhh! Don't wake him up and embarrass him. Voice 1: (laughing) Looks like part of him is already awake! (This is when I realized that I had one of those relaxed, sun-boners and they were talking about me! I was mortified and kept still while desperately trying to will my hardon away, but it wouldn't budge.) Voice 1: Damn, it just flexed in his suit! Totally hot! Voice 2: Yeah, the kid has a nice package on him, and a nice little body. Voice 1: I'm getting hard just looking at the outline of his cock. Oh the things we could do... Voice 2: Don't even think about it. Voice 1: Oh, like you aren't thinking about filling that young ass. Voice 2: Go get us a couple beers and cool off. I heard Voice 1 guy get up and flip-flop away toward the bar. Hearing them talk about me in a gay way was making my dick so hard that I knew it wasn't going to go away without a serious spank. I made sort of a fakey "I'm snoring and waking myself up" noise and rolled over onto my stomach. I tried to lay there quietly like I was still asleep. And when Voice 1 came back, I did an equally fake slow wake up and roll over, but simultaneously grabbed my towel and covered my still throbbing junk. I sat up and decided to read a bit, thinking this might take my mind off things. No such luck. Especially when I saw the two men attached to the voices. One was mid 40's, salt and pepper hair, rough beard, and a stocky, muscular body covered with a pelt of coarse, curly black hair. The other was blonde, a bit younger (maybe mid 30's), tall, smooth, tanned and toned. Both were exceedingly attractive (the blonde could have been a model) and both were wearing straining speedos that left very little to the imagination. I tried to ignore them, but they could tell I was staring. Voice 1: Hi there! What are you reading? (it was the blonde) Oh my god. They were so hot and they were talking to me! I stuttered a bit before telling them that I was reading Humboldt's Gift for my American literature class. I remember this fact purely because I never did finish that damn book and had to cliff note the fucker. This opened the doorway into conversation, through which I learned that they were John (Voice 1) and Vince (Voice 2), a gay couple on vacation. They asked many questions about me, like was I there alone? Was I enjoying my free day? What time would my parents be back? Did I have any plans for the rest of the day? By this time my boner had actually gone down and I was thirsty, so I uncovered myself and stood up to go to the bar to get a coke. My further mortification was imminent. Vince: Um, you might want to sit back down. Me: Why? John: (laughing) Because you left a spot of precum in your speedo the size of a half-dollar! I looked down, and sure enough my penis had betrayed me yet again. My electric blue speedo had a huge, dark blue spot of wetness centered right at my cock head. I hastily sat down and covered up again, completely and utterly embarrassed. Vince, however, knew what to do. "John, go get him a coke would you?" "Sure thing." As John walked off, Vince quietly remarked "Don't be embarrassed. It happens to all of us. And, truth be told, that's a pretty impressive spot. You must be a big leaker. Or just incredibly horny." "Well... um...." "So, are you? A healthy cummer, I mean?" "Isn't that sorta personal?" "Lemme guess. You are stuck here with family and you haven't jacked off in days. And now you are so backed up you were going to fire off a few loads today with your free time. Am I right?" "How'd you know?" Chuckling, Vince replied "We've all been there, guy." "What are you two laughing about?" John asked as returned, coke in hand. Taking the lead, Vince explained "The poor guy hasn't cum in days because he's been cooped up with his parents. Hence the gigantic wet spot." John handed me my coke, and a glance passed between he and Vince. I couldn't believe I was having an open conversation about jacking off and precum with two relative strangers, even if they were two, handsome gay men. Apparently they were of one mind, cause without any further discussion John remarked "You know, we could help you out of your jam. You need to empty yourself out before you make a mess all over this pool deck, and it just so happens that Vince and I like to pleasure guys, such as yourself." "Oh, I don't know... I um...," I stuttered, turning even beet red in embarrassment. "No pressure or anything. It would just be a relaxing, fun time and all about your pleasure. We would make sure you would be empty enough to survive the rest of your stay here with your parents," Vince explained, in a very discrete, man-to-man voice. "Honestly, I'm not sure I should," I responded, honestly more than a little interested. John: What else have you got to do today? I guarantee you'll have a better time than just sitting by the pool kicking yourself for missing a mind-blowing afternoon of sex. Vince: It's your call, but we're nice guys and I think you would have fun. Me: .... ok. We left the pool together and they escorted me up to their hotel room. Now, while I wasn't a virgin (I'd been having oral sex with other boys for a few years now, and I had a fairly regular suck session with a fraternity guy at school) but I'd never done any kind of anal. And definitely had never done a three way. And I'd never had sex with men clearly much older than I was. So you can imagine how very nervous I was. At first we just sat on their bed and they gave me a beer. I drank it fast and relaxed a little. Then they each reached out a hand and started stroking me lightly. Massaging my neck a little. I started to get hard. Both were very patient to start. They gently stripped off my swimsuit and laid me back on the bed. Both of their mouths fell to working on my body-- my neck, my nipples, my stomach, my thighs, my balls. And then I felt the wet heat on my cock. Instantly I was rock hard and straining to hold myself back from the waves of pleasure rocking my body. It was John sucking my cock while Vince sucked and tongued my nipples. He slowly traced his tongue up my neck, to my adam's apple, and then over my chin to my mouth. When Vince's mouth met mine, everything exploded-- including my orgasm. John greedily clamped down on my cock and took every drop. He stayed there until my dick finally stopped squirting like a minute later. John: Holy FUCK this kid's a cummer! God damn! Vince: And I think I found his trigger points. Me: I'm sorry! It's just that when you kissed me I couldn't hold back. You are just so... handsome. And hairy! Vince: (laughing) Yeah, I do have a bit of fur. Me: It's hot! John: I think the kid isn't done yet... he still hasn't gone soft. After that, John and Vince stripped off their suits... and wow. John was totally clean shaven, which made his cock look exceptionally huge. Judging from the size of mine, I figured he had to be at least 8 inches. And Vince had a dark bush of pubes, big balls and a shorter, but decently thick, uncut cock. And both had these curious tattoos on their hips. Me: Oooh. You guys have matching tattoos! Looks like a nuclear symbol. Are you guys radioactive or something? John: (smirking) Something like that. Me: Well, you both are pretty hot! Vince: I think we should massage another load or two out of our friend here, John. Me: Hell yeah! Deal! We had another couple of beers, and then Vince got the lube out of their travel bag. I was buzzing well at this point and feeling pretty good. Vince got me up on all fours, and then proceded to do something that nobody had done to me up to that point. He ate my ass. And when his tongue hit my pucker, I almost came unglued. This released the last of my inhibitions, and I became an insatiable fuck hole that afternoon. John was kneeling on the bed close to me, and as soon as Vince started rimming me, my mouth latched onto John's cock and I started sucking for all I was worth. I was only able to fit about half his cock in my mouth and I tasted his precum as I worked his salty slit with my tongue. John: Damn Vince, this kid can SUCK! Vince: Yeah, but we're here to milk him dry. And I think he needs to be milked from the inside. And with that, Vince lubed a finger and slid it into my butthole. Electricity jumped through me and I became a sex crazed novice bottom. He fingered my prostate (nobody had ever done that either) and it made me go crazy with desire. I sucked John like a hoover while bucking around on Vince's finger, all the while drooling precum all over the bedspread. Vince worked a couple fingers into me along with more lube... then his fingers left my ass. It felt like someone had shut off my horny switch. But then, I felt Vince's cock head rubbing up against my hole, teasing and pressing against my pucker. And while it was electric, warning bells were going off in my head. Me: Do you have a condom? Vince: Yeah, somewhere I think. But how about I just tease your pretty butthole a bit with my cock first? Me: We really need a condom. And you need to go easy on me-- I've never been fucked. Vince: Never?? Me: Nope. I've wanted to do it, but it just hasn't ever happened yet. John: Vince, pass me the poppers. I'll help our little bottom virgin out. Me: What are poppers? They aren't drugs are they? I don't do drugs. John: No, you just sniff them and they help you relax. They actually have a medical purpose. Me: Um.... John: Here, I'll show you. Just take a small sniff like this... John took a hit, and I could see him go flush a bit and relax. Then he held the bottle under my nose. I debated it for about a second, and then took a hit. The warm rush was incredible. Vince timed my rush with another finger assault which had me begging for more. The damn poppers had made me desperate for cock and had silenced those pesky warning bells. Me: Oh god. Fuck me! Vince: You want it? Me: Yes! I need to feel your cock inside me! Now! Please?? Vince didn't need to be asked twice. John held the little bottle under my nose again, I took a hit. And as I went soaring on a wave of pleasure, Vince entered my ass. While it hurt, it really didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. Sure it burned a little bit, but overall he was able to slide right in and I just felt full. It probably helped that he was uncut and I was an incredibly horny teenager. Vince slow fucked me while I got used to having a cock in my ass, and I went back to working John's big cock with my tongue and throat. The pleasure I was getting from both ends being filled, plus the alcohol, plus the poppers had me rock hard and begging for as much sex as these two men could dish out. Vince eventually sped up his tempo and the sensation his fat cock was giving me was making my head reel. I was tingling everywhere and begging to cum again. I reached back to cup Vince's balls and to feel his cock sliding in and out of my ass. And that's when I noticed he didn't have a condom on. Me: Where's the condom? Vince: You told me you wanted cock in you now. I didn't have time to put one on. Me: But sex without a condom is risky... Vince: Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours. John: Here, have some more poppers... Vince continued to fuck me and my protests ebbed as the pleasure increased. John pushed his dick back into my mouth and I let the poppers relax me into the pure ecstasy of man on man on man sex. Vince: Oh Johnny, you really need to feel this boy's ass. It's so tight and smooth! John: I can't wait for my turn! Vince: Well, it's coming soon. I'm about ready to share... John: Sweet! Here kid, take another hit Me: Damn this feels so good. Vince: It's gonna get better in a minute. I'm going to put my cock head right at your prostate and you are going to feel me flex it. Trust me, it will drive you wild with pleasure. Me: Do it! I wanna feel that! Vince thrust a few more times in me quickly, then parked his cock a little more than halfway inside me. And then I felt it. His cock head was pressed up inside me, and I could feel throbbing and flexing inside me. The sensation was incredible! John: You doing it Vince? Vince: Fuuuck yeah. You feel that, kiddo? Yeah, I'm trying to milk your load out from the inside. Me: It feels amazing, I don't want it to stop. Vince: I can do it again later, but now it's John's turn though. And just wait til you feel him inside you! Me: I don't know... he's so big! I'm not sure I can take it... Vince pulled out with a wet plop, and shifted around the bed. He suggested that I try riding John's cock to start. That way I could control it better and be more comfortable. Without Vince in me, I felt like my switch had again been turned off and I desperately wanted it back on again. So I agreed. John lay down on the bed- his cock enormous and intimidating. Vince lubed him up and worked a bit more lube up my ass. Me: Shouldn't we get a condom? John: Vince didn't have to wear one. Me: But we have time to get one one now and... Vince: It's okay kid, just try it for a bit. We can always get one on later. I want John to feel what I got to feel! Me: Just... don't cum in me. Okay? John: Wouldn't dream of it. I straddled John's groin. John held onto the base of his cock while I tried to line up his head with my hole. Vince fed me more poppers, and before I knew it I was sliding down almost the full length of John's big cock. He bottomed out inside me with still about an inch of cock to go. There was a dull pain deep in my abdomen when John's cock head was poking my guts, but the sensation of that much cock sliding inside me and filling my guts sent me over the moon. I think my eyes literally rolled back into my head. John: Holy fuck! This kid is a natural born bottom! Vince: What did I tell you? John: So fuckin' hot and slick! Thanks for lubing it up for me! Me: Oh my God! You are so fucking BIG! Vince: Enjoy the ride you two. I started sliding up and down on John's cock and he let me control the fuck action. Every thrust into me from his cock gave me the sensation like I was stroking my own erect penis. Only I wasn't touching myself. It was like I was jacking off, but no-handed. The pleasure was building, and it sent my body into sort of a fuck frenzy. I was fucking myself down onto John's cock and building my orgasm with every bounce. Vince straddled John's face and fed his soft, uncut cock into John's mouth while John grabbed my hips and helped ram my ass up and down faster on his cock. Vince worked my nipples and then planted another deep, wet, scratchy beard kiss on me. I went into overload. Me: Oh God! I'm gonna cum! Vince: Do it, kid! Me: Dont' stop fucking me-- I'm so close! John: I wanna feel you cum with my dick jammed in your sweet fuckhole! Vince grabbed the back of my head and kissed me again hard and with that kiss my first shot arced up between us and spattered all over Vince's hairy chest. As soon as he felt me start to shoot, John grabbed my hips and thrust all the way into my butt, even that last inch that wouldn't go in seemed to find a place inside me. The pain in my guts mixed with my orgasmic pleasure was enough to make me cry out into Vince's mouth. But I couldn't stop cumming. Volley after volley of my spunk coated Vince and dripped down onto John's face. I was spasming like I was having a seizure and Vince eventually just looked on in amazement as John started laughing and licking up the cum gobs that spattered his way. I kept shuddering and shaking with the post orgasmic shivers. Vince kissed me gently while I was still impaled on John's cock and trying to relax my quivering sphincter. John told me that if I stopped wiggling around so much he could make himself go soft so it would be easier to pull out. A few minutes later and after some deep breathing on my part he was indeed flaccid and I was able to ease myself off of him. Feeling fully satiated, I was going to take my leave but Vince and John convinced me otherwise. Vince: You are a young stud, and I bet you have another load in you yet. John: Besides, we haven't cum, have we Vince? Vince: No we haven't. And there's still a few more things we could do together. Three cocks offer so many options... John: It would be a shame to waste them. Me: But I probably should be going... Vince: Where? You're parents aren't gonna be back for a few hours yet. Might as well spend it fucking. John: Hasn't it been fun? Haven't you enjoyed yourself? We've sure enjoyed you. In the end I agreed to stay for another round of sex. We had a few more beers, and they eventually got me hard by tongue-fighting over my cock. This got them hard too and the next thing I knew it was a free for all on their bed. We were all kissing and sucking whatever we could get our mouths on, rubbing on each other, humping, etc. I ended up on top and this time rode Vince's cock (I had decided that I quite liked riding and being in charge) while John stood on the bed so I could suck him. Then John squatted over Vince's face so Vince could tongue his hole while John and I made out. John worked my nips and I begged Vince to do the pulse-trick on my prostate again. After about 15 more minutes of fucking, he grabbed my hips and I felt the magic throbbing inside me again. Each pulse was like an joy buzzer shock inside me- I loved it! Then they both maneuvered me so that I was on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the bed. More poppers and John was fucking me again with his huge cock while Vince stood over my face with his flaccid, wet, uncut penis. Me: I've never sucked an uncut cock before. Vince: Well, this is a day full of firsts for you! John: (giggling) And lasts... Me: I think I'll remember this day for the rest of my life Vince: Of that I have no doubt. John grabbed my ankles and took to fucking my ass hard. And I took Vince into my mouth and let my tongue savor his foreskin. The feeling of the skin was silky, and I could taste a mixture of lube and what I thought was his precum. When I inhaled, I got a full whiff of his musky manscent. It was almost better than the poppers. The rush of blood to my head and the feeling of foreskin in my mouth was dizzying. John flipped me around (all while not pulling out his cock) and got me on all fours. He then suggested to Vince that since this had been a day of firsts, how about they make me Lucky Pierre? Vince agreed and hopped up on the bed in front of me. I had no idea what a "lucky pierre" was, until Vince spit on my cock, and shoved it into his ass. It was so warm and velvety... so unlike anything I had ever experienced. So hot! So much better than a blow job! I was getting my ass fucked by a big cock while simultaneously losing my anal topping virginity inside a hot, furry daddy! It was all too much. I think I lasted all of a minute before I warned them that I was getting close. That's when John reached forward, grabbed Vince's hips and Vince reached back and grabbed mine. I was locked in place between them and stuck in Vince's ass! Me: I'm gonna cum! I should pull out!!! Vince: Just cum in me, kid! John: Do it! He wants you to! Me: But... but... Vince: I trust you John: C'mon kid! Shoot that load! Breed my boyfriend! John thrust again hard inside me and with that I erupted inside Vince's ass. The wet heat of my orgasm enveloped my cock as I shot my third load of the afternoon into Vince's bare ass, groaning "God DAMN, this feels awesome!" Apparently it was an impressive orgasm because Vince echoed my remarks saying "Holy fuck, I can feel him cumming in me!" In full approval, John answered "So hot! Take that virgin load!" After my orgasm finally subsided, John slid out of my ass with ease and I did the same to Vince. We collapsed in a sweaty heap on their bed. I awoke about an hour later, with a headache and instant fear. According to the bedside clock, my parents were due back at any time. I jumped to my feet, pulled-on my speedo, grabbed my stuff and headed out. I thanked Vince and John for the best sex of my young life and they said it was truly their pleasure. I made it back to the pool and managed to rinse the sex off about ten minutes before my parents arrived, so they were none the wiser about my afternoon activities. Several weeks after we got home I got really sick. My parents figured it was just some bug I picked up while in Mexico. Six months later at the student health center at college, I found out my parents were right. It was something I picked up in Mexico. And I discovered the meaning behind Vince and John's matching tattoos.

Part 2 I scurried home, my mind a whirl of emotion. In my room, I stripped down and looked at myself in the mirror, staring at my cock which had been inside a man's arse for the first time. The next day, I couldn't concentrate at work. I felt something had changed and I was at a crossroads - did I move up and on into some kind of career, or did I descend into depravity? Later, after the store closed, I went out into the dusk. The light was on in the toilet and before I knew it, I had walked up the path and gone inside. There were several men there standing at the urinals, including the stocky guy in the green bomber jacket. He grinned when he saw me, and elbowed his neighbour. They turned and stared at me, and I felt my heart flip as I sensed they had been waiting for me! They were an ugly bunch, four or five middle aged men, some thin and wasted looking, the others overweight and unattractive. All of them had their flies open, and hard-ons pointed in my direction. They drew me in and I felt hands on my body and arse as eager cocks were shoved into my fingers. The stocky guy got to his knees, undid my belt and dragged my trousers and pants down. I felt a moments panic and uncertainty, then his mouth closed around my shaft and I groaned in pleasure. Someone tried to kiss me, the mouth wet and rubbery and smelling of stale tobacco. At first I was repelled, but then his tongue squirmed into my mouth and I felt desire and a dirty, guilty pleasure. The guy in the green bomber stopped sucking me, stood up and bent forward, his pale buttocks bared and inviting. A thin guy with mousy hair and sunken cheeks dropped his trousers and a long, thin erection sprang up from his pot-belly. He guided it between the up raised buttocks, and the stocky man groaned as it slid into him. I watched the sagging bottom of the thin man swaying backwards and forwards and my throat went dry with excitement. Someone started to push a brown bottle under my nose. It smelt strong and made my head swim. "What's that...?" I gasped, feeling my body melting and my nervousness disappear. "Poppers, mate." Growled the man. "Makes you sexy, don't it?" Someone pushed me forward and I took a thick cock, slimey with precum into my mouth. It tasted so good, and the fingers feeling my arsehole felt so sexy. Someone laughed and the bottle was pushed under my nose. "That's a good boy! Let yourself go." From the corner of my eye, I saw the thin man shaking and gasping as he came in the stocky guy, and when he pulled out some sperm dripped onto the tiled floor. I was weak and dizzy and sexy all at the same time and I knew I was putting myself in danger, losing control amongst these man, but I was also discovering how submissive I was and when they bent me over I could only rest my hands on the tiles in surrender. The stocky guy in the green bomber jacket came and stroked my head and whispered. "Good, I thought you'd come back. Relax and enjoy yourself, enjoy your new life." I saw him reach behind his body and finger his arsehole until his hand was dripping with cum. Suddenly he smeared it into my hole and slid a finger inside me. "The best kind of lube." He said."Okay boys - who's first?

I love Christmas, that special time of year when the decorations are up and everyone is so full of joy, but the main reason I love it is that because of my age, my powerful build and my deep baritone voice I get employed as a Santa, it’s a handy bit of pocket money. So that’s where this story kicks off, I was working at a small shopping centre, chortling and doing the ‘ho ho ho’ bit as countless times before as a bratty girl sat on my knee asking me for a pony, after her mother took a picture she jumped off and ran off with her mother, the next was another girl, the plain unimaginative dress and neat hairstyle denoted devout Christian or some other religion and that was further confirmed by the way her mother was dressed, however my attention was stolen away by the very cute blond teenage son that stood just behind his mother, I guessed him to be about 18 and though he was short and dressed in a very repressed kooky conservative way I could see that he would have a fine athletic physique underneath those dreadful clothes, I also saw the way he looked at my bulge. The girl sat on my lap asking for the starving in Africa to end and that peace should reign over the earth, I swear I had to stop myself from yawning as she chattered on about helping the needy, finally I realised she’d stopped, “Ho Ho Ho what lovely sweet wishes for Christmas my dear, what a good Christian you are!” as soon as I said that I could see the look of pride beaming on the mothers face “but you must wish for something for yourself?”, the girl looked shyly at her mother who sighed and nodded as the little girl became animated asking for a new dolly. The girl jumped off my lap and I turned my attention to the lad “come and sit on Santa’s lap son”, the kid blushed bright red croaking “I’m too old for that” however much to his chagrin his mother insisted and he looked so deliciously uncomfortable as he walked to sit on my lap, his eyes darting to my bulge again He sat on my knee and I tentatively brushed my fingers over his small firm round arse, though he stiffened he did not say anything so I took the lead and as I chortled “and what do you want me to give you for Christmas little man “I squeezed his little firm bum. While his mother and sister were giggling at the pictures they had taken I discreetly whispered “I finish in an hour or so boy, come back then for your present”. I saw him about 15 mins before my finish time, furtively hanging about, shyly looking away when I looked in his direction. “ho ho ho, its time for Santa to go to the north pole now, Merry Christmas everyone”, there were the usual claps and whoops, I stifled a yawn thinking ‘arseholes’ as I made my way round the side of the unit, I looked over my shoulder seeing him standing about twenty feet away, gave him a jerk of my head and went inside leaving the door open. I took off the beard and hat rubbing my short salt and pepper beard, before removing the Santa jacket and padding leaving myself wearing just the red trousers held up by braces and boots on, I scratched my stocky hairy belly as I heard the click of the door close behind him “you took your time boy”, I turned to look at him, the lad was visibly shaking “I didn’t want anyone to see me”, I smirked “and did they?”, he shook his head “I don’t think so”, I unzipped the fly on my trousers tugging my fat cock and balls out before sitting down and spreading my legs, I lit a cigar “c’mon boy suck my dick that’s what you’re here for”, he licked his lips but stayed still shuffling his feet “I’ve never done it before”, I slapped my forehead, trying to hide my excitement at getting a virgin “well no time like the present to try it son” and clicked my fingers “NOW!” I smirked as he obediently walked over getting on his knee’s in between my legs and held my rapidly growing cock in his smooth little hand, he stared at it for a moment and then tentatively put his lips on the end of it, I grinned “that’s it son, that’s what you need” as he became animated and literally sucked on my cock like hoover, I rested my hand on his blond hair giving him encouragement and instructions on how to suck a man properly, he caught my cock with his teeth only once and a slap to his sweet little face ensured he didn’t do it again. I settled back smoking my cigar and swigging brandy from my hip flask luxuriating in the sloppy wet tongue job my cock was getting from his inexperienced mouth, I looked down catching his blue puppy dog eyes looking up at me “when I cum boy hold it in your mouth until I say so”, he nodded and went back to sucking in earnest, I made a mental note to write a letter to Santa myself thanking him!! When I did cum it was a nice big load as I’d not wanked off that day, I filled his mouth so much that some of it did dribble out over his chin, as I put my cock away I smiled “hold it there boy”, “open your mouth and show me”, he opened his mouth showing my spunk swimming round in his mouth and over his tongue “good boy, swallow it now”, as he gulped it down I got up and put my jacket back on wondering how I was going to him back again. I handed him a toothbrush and toothpaste “clean your teeth so your mother does not smell my spunk in your breath”, as he cleaned his teeth I admired his pert little bum wiggling and then it dawned on me “want a job as my elf son?”, he nodded furiously spitting out the toothpaste in the sink “I’d love to but I dunno about my mum, she’s a bit”, I interjected “repressed?”, he blushed nodding as he smoothed out his hair, I patted him on his bum and pulled him close to me “don’t you worry about her son, go find her now and bring her to me, I’ll talk her into it”, as he left I asked “what’s your name boy?”, he grinned at me “Noel” He scurried out, and I did wonder if he would follow through but just to be on the safe side I sprayed the unit with air freshener and dressed myself as respectfully as I could possibly do, and then for an extra touch I put my copy of the good book on the side table. I was obviously very pleased when he brought her back, seems she was overjoyed at the idea of her son earning some extra money, unemployment was rife in the area and when she saw the bible on the side she was even more keen. I explained that I did not work on Sundays as it was the lords day, well that’s not entirely true I never worked on a Sunday due to drug and alcohol fuelled Saturday nights, she nodded in earnest agreeing with me but I then added “of course young Noel needs to be fitted out in his costume and instructed in the workings of the grotto, I can tell you’re a strict religious woman but would you consider allowing Noel to receive training tomorrow so that he can start work on Monday?”, she was undecided at first but then I lifted the bible up stroking its leather surface “I know it’s a lot of ask but its so unusual to meet such good Christian people who understand the true meaning of Christmas”, with that she elatedly blubbered “he’ll come after church tomorrow morning!!”, as they left I winked at Noel, he blushed and as the door closed I opened my hollowed out bible and took a good few swigs of brandy from the bottle secreted in there as I checked my stash of Tina humming to myself ‘have yourself a very merry chemmed up little bum boy’

I held the pot as Noel dipped his fingers into the gel before transferring it to his arse ring and pushing it into his sweet little boi pussy giggling “this stuff gets hot once its inside”, I feigned innocence “really son?, let me try it”, I dipped my middle finger into the pot “hands behind your head son”, he licked his lips as I gently pushed my middle finger into his lovely tight little hole, I worked my finger in and out “that feel better boy?”, he grimaced a bit “still hot but better”, I pulled my finger out of him dipping it into the laced lube again before returning it to his hole “its always hot at first but it still feels good eh?”, he nodded in affirmation not that I needed that his cock rock hard leaking precum onto his stomach was indication enough for that. I continued finger fucking him, getting deeper each time until I felt his little nugget, that made the little bugger cry out and arch his back “oh yeah you like that huh boy?” , he bit his lip then licked them so sweetly his eyes getting that lovely little glazed look I love so much, I pulled my finger out of his bum scooping up more of the lube shoving it deep into his hole again but using two fingers this time, he squirmed again, there was something so lovely seeing him adjust himself in the chair when he spread his legs over the chairs arms more, I worked his little bum, two then three fingers in him stretching his eager virgin little hole out “that’s a good boy, you love this its what you need”, I pulled my fingers out of hole delighting in seeing him push it out, his hole puckering yearning for more, his sweet blue eyes all glazed over and full of lust. I pulled him up kissing him deeply before twisting him round “kneel on the chair boy”, the compliant lad did as he was told as I undid my slacks and pulled out my fat cock, I spat on my hand rubbing it on my cock, the boy looked at me over his shoulder his eyes glazed and horny, I chuckled “time to pop your cherry son” lining my cock up at his puckering ring “your going to get it and then some”. He cried out a bit as I penetrated his little ring but the chems swimming round in his system blocked out the real pain of my fat cock forcing his virgin boy cunt to accept my cockhead as it popped into him, I grabbed his hips giving short hard pumps inching further into his anus with each thrust grunting “fuck boy your pussy is so tight!”, he was moaning and groaning hanging his head as his first fuck overtook him, my dick slivered in and out of his butt, his ring was stretched obscenely round my dick as I long fucked him “yeah boy your cunt needed this a real man to break you in!”, I grabbed him by his hair jerking his head up and back, “tell daddy how you love it!!” his tongue was hanging out the side of his mouth, spit running down his chin he gurgled “love it daddy” I dropped his head “I knew you would boy, fuck your cunt is so good!!” I grabbed his hips again and resumed my pounding, red streaks were showing on my cock as I fucked my big dick in and out of his stretched out little boy pussy, I made sure I angled my thrusts to hit his prostate eliciting little yelps of delight out of the boy as I felt round under him feeling his boy cock nicely surprisingly hard, “oh yeah my little slut, good fucking boy”, I released his cock and pulled my dick so my cockhead rested just inside his hole, then I slammed it back into him, “yeah boy Daddy’s going to give it to you how a boy should be fucked”, I did it again, and then again his body shaking his back shiny with sweat, I slapped his arse “daddy’s getting close boy”, he wailed out “yes that’s it boy daddy’s going to cum in your boi pussy, make you a good boy!”, I pumped a few more times before I ground into him as deep as I could and fired five or six nice big spurts of my fertile toxic muck into his deflowered little bum, as I cum in him I felt his arse contract round my dick as he fired his own spunk all over the chair, I could not help but grin “good boy!!” I stayed inside him leisurely pumping my dick in and out a few times as I never loose my hard on quickly ensuring that the insides of his rectum were well covered with my seed, I ran my hand down his back “that’s a good boy, just as a boy should be, well fucked and full of cum”. I carried on pumping him gently as the door opened and Andy the other Santa walked in muttering “fucking poxy kids”, and then his gaze settled on us stopping him in his tracks, he took off his big white beard grinning “who’s the fucktard?”, I pulled my dick out of Noel’s gaping hole smirking in seeing some of my pink tinged cum leak out “just a Christian dumbfuck boy who’s just had his cherry popped”. Andy pulled his cock out walking up to Noel lifting the lads head up “nicely chemmed I see”, before walking round tracing his fingers down the boys back and over his sweet bubble butt, he put his hand down scooping some of my tinged cum that was leaking from the lads arse and rubbing it on his cock, jerking it until it reached its full impressive hardness, he rubbed his finger and down the kids arse crack shoving his finger into the boys hole, Noel sighed hungrily as Andy finger fucked him “yeah little piggy your nice and open just how I like it”

Part 1 It was the 70's and, at the age of 18, I'd just left school. Most of my friends went off to University but I decided to stay home and get a job. I didn't really know what I wanted to do, so I took a job stacking shelves in a local convenience store whilst I thought about my future. The store was in a little parade of shops. At one end of the row of stores, set back from the street and down a narrow alley was a public toilet. Most of these places have gone now, but back then there was practically one on every corner and I soon found out many of them were gay meeting places. Anyway, I was innocent of this when I started work. I knew I was gay, but I had been too scared to tell any of my friends and I did't really know where to go to meet people. One evening, as it was getting dark, I finished work and started to head for home. As I went past the alley, I saw a young man come out of the entrance, glance furtively around and head off down the street. I was intrigued, and something made me stop and decide to walk up the path to the entrance to the old brick building. Inside everything was white tiles, old and cracked. There was a wall inside the door screening the urinals, and as I went round it, I saw two men standing there close together, wanking each other's cocks. We saw each other at the same time and they hastily broke apart and turned away. I was shocked and excited, and didn't know what to do, so I went and stood at a urinal, glancing furtively down at their erections. One of them grunted in annoyance, zipped up and left. The other looked at me and smiled. He was dark haired, short and stocky wearing a green bomber jacket and tracksuit bottoms. "I..I'm sorry," I said. "I didn't meant to...you know..interrupt anything." "That's alright," he said in a soft, high pitched voice."We'd barely got started." He glanced down at my cock which had involuntarily stiffened. "Mmmm, " he said. "This will do nicely." I gasped as his hand encircled my cock, gently rubbing it into full erection. "Very nice," he remarked as he dropped to his knees, and began to suck my cock. It felt incredible, so warm and wet. He pushed me back against the wall and dragged my jeans and pants down so he could fondle my balls and reach round to squeeze my arse. I was in heaven. I never knew it could be like this and I groaned with pleasure. He stopped sucking and chuckled. "Something tells me you haven't done this before, have you?" I shook my head and he got to his feet, saying "Well now, there's a treat. And I've got something for you." He turned away from me, bent over and pushed his tracksuit trousers down exposing his big pale bottom with the deep cleft shining with grease. He pulled the cheeks apart, and I saw his puffy, slack arse hole gaping before me. "Slide it in, honey," he whispered, adding "Don't be shy." Before I knew what I was doing, I shuffled forward and felt his fingers guiding me into position. My cock went into him with an incredible hot, greasy, sliding feeling and then I was all the way in with his cold buttocks pressed against my belly. "Oh!" I gasped, my hips moving automatically and my cock feeling a man's arse hole gripping it for the first time. "I can't... "I gasped, "I'm going to...cum!" He ground his bottom against me " Go for it, darling" he said, adding " Give me all your lovely spunk!" At that I felt my body lose control. I pressed into him and released my sperm in huge, overwhelming spasms of pleasure. "OOO..." He laughed as he remarked "I can feel it shooting!" I finally finished, gasping for air, and watched my softening cock slide out of him, followed by a gush of sperm which dribbled over his balls. He stood up, turned and hugged me, his body shivering. "That was lovely. You are going to be very popular around here, you know....."

As a bottom, i'm a fan of cock rings although I don't wear them all the time. I've had maybe half a dozen different cock rings - some have been great, others have been crap. My current favorite is the Oxballs Nutt Sling...

The pungent scent of sweat and spunk permeated the air as sounds of hard fucking filled the small basement room and echoed off the ceiling, the slapping of skin on skin, animalistic grunts of exertion and gurgled whimpers of pained pleasure. I closed my bag looking around, it was rather poignant to see the pair of innocent little white ripped up briefs screwed up on the desk right next to the used point and tourniquet the head of security not five minutes earlier had tied round my little helpers arm. The sound of flesh against flesh brought me back to reality "That's it, boy" growled Bonsu as he relentless ploughed his fat ten inch cock in and out of Noel's chemmed up little fuckhole "you keep squeezing dat white boy cunt on your new Papa's big black cock!", not that the boy could make any noise except gurgle as his face and throat was being filled by another black guy whose name I did not know, I had to stop and admire Noels little white body being ravaged by the massive black men, his sweet athletic body I’d enjoyed so much over the past few days arching and writhing under the two men. I chuckled thinking what his mother would say about her sweet little Christian son being a fuck toy for older men now, especially for black men old enough to be his father or even grandfather, I knew Bonsu well enough to know that Noel would not be able to walk right ever again. I picked up my bag and lit a cigarette “I’m out of here”, Bonsu looked over his shoulder grinning at me as he fucked in and out of the boys gaping cunt “see ya next year Bad Santa Bruno”

That night I did not go out, I wanted myself alert for the next day, the next morning I’d picked out a nice elf costume for Noel and though it was maybe a little risqué I knew he’d wear it with a little bit of encouragement, I dressed myself in my Sunday best and sat waiting resisting the urge to light a cigar, drink some brandy or fire up the meth pipe. At 11.34am exactly Noel turned up along with his mother she was relieved when she saw me “I thought you did not work on Sunday but when I saw the Santa out there???” I stopped her, “unfortunately my dear lady, commercialism does not but recognise the ways of our lord “ I sighed “that is a colleague, an ungodly man, but the stores insist on a Santa everyday” I lowered my head “it’s not right but what can one do?”, she rested her hand on my arm “I completely understand” adding “may I leave Noel with you, he will do whatever you say”, I nodded ushering her gently out of the door “of course my dear lady, do not worry I’ll take care of him” I closed the door locking it, I walked across the room getting a cigar out of the draw lighting it up and started to undo my shirt, “don’t just stand there boy, take off your clothes”, I sat down groping my cock through my trousers as he shyly stripped off, folding his clothes as he went until he stood in front of me in a pair of old off white y-fronts “those too son”, he blushed as he pulled them down and off. He stood there like a little short Adonis, he was indeed beautiful to behold with a nice smooth lightly muscled body he stood covering himself with his hands, I stood up and walked round him “hands behind your head boy”, he hesitated as first but a swift slap to his peachy rear made him put his hands behind his head, I fondled his sweet six inch thick penis “that’s better boy” as he groaned and squirmed as I massaged his hard little prick and furry little balls, before tugging on this pubic hair “this needs to go”, I could see his emotions wave over him as I added “that’s if you want to suck my cock again son?” He groaned in anticipation as I sat him on the chair slathering his pubes with shaving foam, not being a stranger to shaving boys I did it expertly until his cook and balls were as hairless as the day he was born “is your crack hairy son?”, he fidgeted a bit “no Sir”, I raised my eyebrows “really?, show me”, he looked a bit scared but he raised himself up settling down so his legs were over the arms of the chair, his arse was deliciously smooth, like a plum, his voice was trembling “is it ok?”, I took a lick at it growling ”its perfect” before burying my tongue deep in his arse crack. I love the shock and surprise a boy has when a tongue first flicks over his arsehole, and Noel was better than expected, he shrieked “oh my god”, I grinned “like that son?” he squirmed and panted as I stuck my tongue right into his young arse “oh god Sir yes I love it!!!”, I savoured the fresh taste of his arse, I detected a scent and taste of soap as I tongued him, he was trembling playing with his cock “I never, never, oh my god forgive me”, I pulled my tongue out of his quivering boyhole “don’t you dare cum yet boy”, he groaned letting go of his cock, “that’s a good boy”, “you finger youself boy?”, he blushed nodding, I chuckled “show me”, Noel slowly licked his finger before putting it down to his smooth young hole, pushing his middle finger into himself moaning as he wanked himself with the other, I grunted slapping his hand “no wanking boy, just pleasure your arse”, he obediently let go of his cock, he looked so cute his eyes clearly needing approval as his finger slipped into his hole and he started frigging himself, I nodded “good boy” and smiled down at him at I picked up my tub of Tina laced lube, “that’s a good boy, here use some of this”, he looked at me quizzically “I’ve only used spit before”, I chuckled “this is much better than spit son”, he scooped a glob up as I grinned “show me how you do it son, go on just for me”, he rubbed the big old gloop of lube onto his hole “like this Sir?”, I had to control my voice as I whispered “very good boy, now finger it in, show me “ and just like that the kid chemmed himself up, I had to puff out my chest in pride, who wouldn’t?

First his mouth stopped licking about my quickly loosening sphincter and then his fingers pulled out of my hole and I felt incredibly empty. I looked back at him to see what was happening and my heart soared when I saw him kneeling behind me getting his cocked lined up with my hole. Henry hocked a big glob of spit onto his pole and began to rub his cock head around my loosened hole. All thought of the condom’s I had tucked into my towel were gone, despite the fact that they now lay with my towel on the floor, I wanted his cock and I wanted it as soon as possible. I began to rock back against him again, trying to get his thick cock head to slip inside of me as he rubbed it up and down my crack teasing my hole. After a moment I was successful and I felt his cock head first catch slightly on my hole and then begin to push inside. His cock was still significantly larger then his three fingers and as Henry pressed it harder and harder onto my hole I began to panic that I wasn’t going to be able to take his spit-lubed cock. Then just as I was about to say something my hole gave and his thick mushroom head and the first few inches of his cock sank into my ass. I almost screamed, but Henry wrapped his arms around me and held me close and he slowly slid the rest of his cock inside of me. It seemed to take forever but eventually I felt Henry’s balls bounce lightly against mine and his thick, dense pubes tickle my ass cheeks. I had thought that I had felt heat in my hole before with just his tongue but now I felt fire, a fire of lust. Despite the slight pain and uncomfortable stretching that was happening to my guts I never wanted Henry to take his cock out of me again, that was until he started to deep fuck me. He very slowly withdrew his dick till only just the head remained inside of me and then equally as slowly he would sink back in to the hilt. As I adjusted to the new sensations of being fucked and my ass blossomed around his cock, my ass lips clinging to his shaft each time as he withdrew, Henry began to pick up the pace. I moaned loudly as he began to fuck me in earnest, each time he slammed his cock in me causing me to whimper like a whore. Once more Henry hugged me close to him as he slick his dick in and out of my hole, but this time he pulled me upright as well and then suddenly flipped us both so that he was laying on his back and I was sitting stride him with his cock still firmly stuffed up my ass. I was now facing the open door as I desperately bounced myself up and down on Henry’s cock. I felt his hands on my hips guiding my frantic rocking and I closed my eyes giving into the sensations completely. Not thirty minutes ago the most I had ever done was kiss a guy and now I was riding a massive daddy cock, raw, in a bathhouse and loving every single second of it. “Turn and face me,” Henry instructed, and I impaled myself to the hilt on his cock and spun around like his dick was a carousel pivot point. Henry bucked his cock up into me and pulled me down for a kiss. Sweat dripped off of both of us and Henry had begun to emit a pungent musk that made my head swim. He just smelled so manly in that moment. Like a hunky hairy construction worker who had been working in the sun all day, it was a smell that only a true man could make and it made my 18 year old brain spin. “I’m going to cum soon boy.” “Don’t stop,” I practically screamed. “Do you want me to pull out?” Take his cock out of my ass? Never, I needed that cock to stay inside me, “Don’t stop fucking me!” “Ok boy,” and Henry started to buck harder, and then with a quick shift of his weight he flipped us again so that I was on my back with my legs wrapped around his torso and him still pounding away at me. The sweat dripped from his face and chest landing on me. There was no pain now, only joy, my hole had opened completely and was now taking cock like a bottom boy’s hole should. “I know you were gonna have a sweet hole when I saw you walking around but damn it’s all the better for being a cherry hole too. And now I’m gonna blow my load deep inside of you. You read for that boy? You read for my load?” “Yes, cum inside of me. Fuck your load into me.” “Here’s the first load of your life boy,” and with that Henry slammed in balls deep and kept his cock pressed into my hole as far as he could while his dick twitched and shot a huge load of cum inside my hole. I felt shot after shot of hot liquid flying into my hole and I was filled with an entirely new sort of warmth by it. That was too much for me, and despite not touching my cock at all sense Henry had began playing with my ass I shot the biggest load of my life all over both or our chests where it mixed with our sweat. After a long while Henry’s cock began to soften and he let his dick slip from my loose and now gaping hole. “How was that kid?” “Amazing. I’ve never cum like that before.” He kissed me and my cock began to get stiff between us again. “Damn boy, I would have thought that after getting fucked for the first time you would have been done in.” “Actually I’m hornier then I was when I got here.” “Well shit boy. You wanna try getting fucked by some other guys?” I hesitated for a moment pondering his offer, but the feeling of Henry’s cum leaking out of my gaping hole made my mind up for me. “Yes.” “Well then let’s go find something to challenge that talented hole of yours.”

David is an 18 year old boy that my buddy Steve introduced me to. The first time I met David he was a little bashful and shy but Steve assured me that the kid would be up for some adventure. The three of us hung out for a couple of hours ... and when I drove David home, he pointed out where I should pick him up that night. It turns out that he was going to climb through his bedroom window because his parents were .... well you get the picture. That first night I took David to an after hours house party. I paraded him around for an hour or so and then took his young boy ass to one of the bedrooms. With a little coaxing I got him to strip out of his tee shirt, loosen his shorts and pull out his seriously large cock for a couple other guys to see. Without much more effort David ended up on his knees sucking cock for most of that night. I watched him gulp down 5 loads of cum but there were probably twice that many or more ... honesty I was kinda preoccupied for most of the evening getting fucked. Turns out he got fucked several times that night too. It was when I took David to the SAWMILL campground that I knew he had become a complete and total slut. By now I'd fucked him a bunch of time and had even taken him to a sex party but David at the Sawmill campground was better than a kid (which he was) in a candy story (which it was). We got there early Friday evening and he stuck pretty close but by Saturday mid morning he was completely at ease and pretty much running around on his own without much drama. By that afternoon he had vanished which I guess should have had me a little worried (but honesty it didn't - LOL). There were dozens of trailers, motor homes, cabins, tents and trails leading from place to place. I figured David knew exactly were to find me if he need or wanted anything - plus I was having a great time just hangin out at the pool. Late Saturday evening I found him again - It looked like he had been cruzing the bathroom at the pool area. David was gettin fucked by two guys in the shower area who were NOT taking no for an answer. They had him pushed up against a half wall that separated the shower area from the "hallway" and were pounding him hard enough that about the only thing he could do was just hang onto the wall itself. It was fucking HOT as hell. When I walked up it was clear David and I knew each other and I remember one of the guys was like "dude, do you know who this kid belongs to?" Apparently one of their friends had grabbed onto David earlier that day and had been keeping him spun up on G and X while they fucked him. When they invited me back to their cabin I realized David didn't even have any clothing ... they had just walked him over to the shower naked so he could clean up some. Later that night ... aka early early Sunday morning before it started getting light again we all headed out to "the trails." This time David had on some clothing (although not his) however by the time we were in the woods he was completely naked again. Now "the trails" at the Sawmill are just that ... a series of trails that just kind of loop around to each other with little areas tucked away here and there for guys to hook up in. We took David to the end of one of the little areas and basically spread him out on a bench where he started to get fucked again and again and again. In addition to the 4 guys from the cabin and myself ... I watched no fewer that 10 different guys fuck his once tight boy hole. David was probably fucked 20 or more times that weekend and Id bet he took enuf cum to fill a quart jar!

So you find myself on the road again, away from home, the wife, the kids. You love them dearly and have an incredible sex life. But as usual when you are on the road you start having the fantasies about being with a man. Not the all out body rubbing, kissing, making out, stroking, sucking, and eventually fucking. No you want the straight up top man taking control and using you for his pleasure. You want an anonymous man to fuck you. So after you first day of work is finished you grab a bite to eat and then head to the hotel. You get showered up and settle on the bed, call the wife and kids to check in and see how things are going. Once that is done, you fire up the laptop and start cruising the CL ads in that area. You see the usual thing of older guys looking for younger guys. jocks looking for jocks. The only thing that really changes is the pictures of cocks and holes. You see a couple of ads for guys wanting an anon scene and this gets you excited, this is what you are wanting also. You have seen these ads posted before, but they always turn you on. A guy offering himself up for any stranger to come and use him for their pleasure. You can picture the scene in your head. Guy on the bed with his ass up and hole exposed. blind folded so he can't see who is using him. You start asking yourself why don't you post an ad for that? you know you want that exact thing. But as usual the big head chimes in and says no! Its too risky. but the little head is more persistent than usual. You find yourself in the accounts area of the CL ads, clicking on the Casual Hookups/M4M section. Then you are typing in the subject of "Bottom Looking for Top". Describing the same scene you have read about in many of the other ads you have looked at. Anon top wanted for dark room fuck. Ass up on bed ready for you to pound me. Cum n Go. and so on. Finishing with you can host in hotel room. Your finger is hovering over the mouse button on your laptop pausing before clicking on Publish. Your heart is racing and you click it. Its done. You have posted an ad for your fantasy to happen.

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.

I couldn't believe I was doing this, but a deal was a deal, and my pal had lived up to his side. It was my turn. I glanced at the instant message on my phone one last time: "Okay, you can answer any general questions honestly, but for the whole night, if you get asked a yes/no question, you have to answer 'yes', 'yes',[/i] then 'no'. Over and over, no alternation. And follow through. Got it?" That had been my turn. The dare from my pal who I'd been chatting with for weeks now. We didn't live in the same city, which was a shame, since we'd probably have a blast together, but my pal and I seemed to have fun long-distance. In any event, he had agreed to my last challenge - and it had gone hilariously well for him, though not quite how either of us had expected it to. He'd started this game - and it had started silly and mild enough, but we were escalating. My first dare to him had been to get a kiss from the bouncer at a bar he liked (a bar which my pal admitted he only really went to because of the bouncer.) He'd succeeded, and his dare back had been for me to send an e-mail to a teacher for whom I'd had the hots back in high school. I was in college now, but the teacher in question still definitely gave me pause. For better or worse, the teacher responded to my e-mail saying it was nice to hear from me, but he really evaded the subtle subtext of my message to him. Ah well. In return, I'd dared him to go to a completely new bar that had recently opened and that he had to go home with someone. I gave him the choice, but I said he had to ask the guy to spank him once they were out of the bar. I'd seen that he'd liked that on his profile, and he went off to the bar and gave it his best - but the guy wasn't interested in spanking. In return, he'd dared me to wear my 'plaything' t-shirt, and go home with the first guy at the bar who mentioned it. I was a wreck, but it turned out okay in that the first guy who mentioned it was someone I kinda-sorta knew through a friend and we just messed around on his couch a bit. I upped the stakes and dared him to be completely blunt about his desire to be spanked next time - that within three exchanges with a guy, he had to mention it. That was the night that had gone hilariously for him. So many guys freaked out a bit or walked off that my pal almost gone home alone, but then one fellow had been very happy to accommodate, and my pal ended up, in his own words, "Sore as fuck, and fucked sore!" And that's when he'd dared me with the yes-yes-no thing. I was at the local gay pub/bar, a bar usually frequented by older clientele. I wondered if the bar was a good idea, but my pal also dared me to go there and to see if I could pick-up a bear or daddy type (which my pal had obviously noticed on my profile as one of my preferences). Yes-yes-no. I texted a message to him, saying I was about to go inside the bar, and a moment later, his reply came back: "Have fun! Remember: yes, yes, no! You can use different words, but it's agree, agree, disagree." I took a deep breath, and went into the bar.

There is a certain sort of clarity that comes from finally knowing one’s place in the world, of finally knowing what one is meant to do with one's life. Some find this clarity in work, others in art, still others in family; I, however, found it in one thing: cock. Laying on my bed naked, three fingers thrust deep into my cum filled hole I felt at peace with the universe. In that moment I knew that, from then on, all I would need to be happy was a fat cock shooting cum deep inside my hole. I closed my eyes and, fingers deep inside myself feeling the cum that flooded my guts, remembered the cock that had put the cum there. He had been the one to message me, one of half dozen men to message me as I got to NYC and checked into my hotel. Most had been gross old trolls but this man stuck out amongst from the crowd. At thirty-five he was sixteen years my elder, but Jesus he was sexy. A strong handsome face, a bright winning smile, and a broad muscular chest covered in thick dark hair and strapped with a black leather harness made his profile picture almost impossible to look away from. His woof was quickly followed by a message. Hey there kiddo. Cute pic. Name’s Steve. How are you? I responded quickly. Hey! Chad here. I’m good, I just got into town. I’m staying for a week, a birthday gift from my parents. They sent you all the way to NYC by yourself? Yeah, got me tickets to a bunch of shows too. I told them all I wanted was a week seeing theatre in NYC on my own for my birthday. That’s awesome. I had a few other things in mind as well. Oh really? Like what? Well there aren’t that many real men in Central Illinois where I’m from hoping to have some fun while I’m here. Cute boy like you shouldn’t have any trouble finding fun in the city. Haha. Thanks. So what are you looking for then? I’m honestly not really sure, I don’t have a lot of experience. I know I like to bottom, and that I’m attracted to older guys, especially muscular hairy ones, but that’s about it. Well I think I’m good for a few of those. lol. Yeah for sure. You got any more pics cutie? My heart was pounding in my chest. I couldn’t believe this gorgeous man was interested in me. I sent him a picture of me in a pare of light blue briefs that I thought showed off my fit runner’s body best. Very cute boy, love that you’re letting your chest hair grow in. Very hot. I smiled, I was quite proud of the patch of light brown hair that grew between my pecs and the narrow swath of hair that ran down into my crotch. Thanks! His next response was the zoomed out version of his profile picture. It was a mirror shot in a full-length mirror, Chad stood naked in a brightly lit bedroom. My eyes quickly drifted down the fur-covered abs to the dense patch of pubes out of which sprouted a long, soft, fat cock, it’s broad mushroom head hanging low over large balls. I couldn’t stop staring at it. My mouth watered and I felt my hole twitch. This man was unlike anything I had ever seen in my hometown, he was a god. You like? He messaged. God yes! I’m at work just now, but I only live a few blocks from work at 46/8 if you wanna come over and hang out. My heart thudded even faster. I pulled up Google maps and looked at the distance from the Hotel Edison where I was staying to 46th and 8th. I gasped out loud when I realized I was only one block over. When do you get off. I get done with work in an hour, but I don’t get off till later I sent him my phone number and said, text me when you’re done then and we’ll hang out! Great! See you in like an hour then kid. I felt like I couldn’t breath, my cock was hard as a rock and my heart was thundering in my chest. I ran and took a shower stroking my cock a little but being careful not to cum, and then laid on my bed naked scrolling through porn on tumblr while I waited. Almost an hour to the minute my phone buzzed again with a message from an New York area code number. Hey boy, it’s Chad. I’m just getting done now. I should be home in like 15, if you wanna come over in 20. Sound’s perfect! I replied. If I had been restless before now I was positively bounding off the walls. I paced up and down still naked, my six inch cock hard and shinning with precum. It was as if I could not be still, I was so excited and nervous that I was simply a bundle of energy. After about fifteen minutes I grabbed a pair of briefs out of my suitcase, and then thought better of them and just pulled on a pair of tight fitting jeans without them. I slipped on a black wife beater, and tugged on my shoes hurriedly before dashing out the door. He texted me his address saying that he was home now, just as I practically ran into the lobby of the hotel. I punched in the address to Google Maps and darted out the door. His place was less then a five-minute walk, and as I hurried along the street I could feel by breath coming in short ragged bursts. Keeping my head down I scurried past the doorman in the lobby of his apartment and slipped onto an elevator before he could notice me. I got off on the 31’s floor and then, hands trembling, knocked on the door for apartment 31E as instructed. There was a long moment of silence and then with a soft clock the door opened. I felt like there was no air in my chest and I took in his beautiful impressive form. He stood bold as brass, his door swung wide, in a pair of low slung basketball shorts that tented out at the crotch, his muscular hairy torso exposed for all to see. He smiled a broad bright toothy grin, and said, “Perfect timing boy, come on in.” He stepped back letting me into the apartment and then closing the door after me. “You want a beer or something?” “Yeah,” I stammered, “a beer would be nice.” “Great, make yourself at home.” He gestured to the brightly lit white walled living room as he walked into the kitchen. As he walked away I noticed a small thin patch of dark hair in the small of his back and the waistband of what had to be a jockstrap sticking up from his red shorts. My cock again twitching I was walked into the living room and perched on the edge of the couch my leg bouncing with nerves. After a few moments Chad returned with two beers. He seemed to have shifted his shorts down further on his waist as now a thin sliver of white jock waistband could be seen over his shorts in the front as well. He sat down on the couch, just out of touching range and handed me one of the beers. We sat for a little while talking about my life in Illinois, what he did for work, all the while sipping on the beer. I didn’t notice it at first but Chad was slowly shifting closer and closer to me but after thirty or so minutes I realized that his hairy leg was now touching my denim covered one. Chad kept talking as though nothing could change but I felt heat rising up my leg from where his knee touched mine. As he asked me questions about what I was studying in college his hand slipped onto my knee, at first it was still and then slowly he started to rub my thigh. What came next happened so fast that had I blinked I would have missed his move. Chad shifted and suddenly had me wrapped in his arms, his mouth inches from mine. A heartbeat later his mouth was pressed to mine, his tongue quickly invading my mouth. I melted into him, giving myself over to his embrace returning his kiss with equal passion and hunger. His hands swarmed over my body and mine did the same running across his bare skin feeling the heat coming off of his torso. My cock strained against my jeans as his hands drifted down my narrow torso to my crotch. “Tell me what you want,” he said in a husky whisper. “I don’t know,” I said honestly, my inexperience showing. “Well this seems like it could use some attention,” he said rubbing my throbbing cock through my jeans, “You want me to suck your dick?” “Sure,” I replied. Chad pulled away from me, his hands grasping at my shirt pulling it off over my head and then tossing it off to the side. He slid down onto the floor getting between my knees. Quickly he unbuttoned my pants and pulled the off of my tossing them aside as well. I sat on his couch fully naked my six-inch cock hard as a rock staring at him. Chad smiled that winning smile again and lent forward to take my cock into his handsome mouth. It wasn’t difficult for him to swallow my whole cock, and soon he was slathering the whole thing with his warm spit. I groaned, feeling hear rising in side of me far to quickly. I was far too horny and far too young and inexperienced to withstand such a talented mouth as his for very long. Chad seemed to know that and soon let my cock spring from his mouth. He stood up in front of me and as he stood pushed down his shorts. They fell to the floor in a heap and he kicked them off now standing before me in a bulging white Bike jockstrap. There was that smile again. My breath left my chest, and my heart thundered, as he pulled the pouch to the side allowing his fat cock to flop out. He was only just starting to get hard and already his cock was thick and plump. “How about you get on your knees and get my cock hard.” He phrased his request playfully but somehow I knew that the only possible answer to his question was yes. I slid from the couch onto the plush carpeted floor and after swallowing hard a few times reached out to take his semi hard cock in trembling hands. It was warm and meaty to the touch; I held it for a long moment before opening my mouth and leaning forward to take the slowly swelling head in my mouth. I swallowed as much of his cock as I could finding it more and more difficult to take as his member became engorged, growing to its full impressive size. I struggled to work the entire length of his cock slobbering all over it, my face becoming covered in spit and cock juice and precum oozed from his cock. Chad seemed to enjoy my sloppy blowjob, his hands resting on the back of my head as me murmured encouragements, “Yeah boy, work that dick, get it all nice and wet.” I’m not sure how long I sucked his cock but by the time he pulled his cock from my mouth my jaw was sore and his cock had swollen to be almost nine inches long and about as thick around as a beer can. “You suck a lot of cock back home kid,” he asked, that smile flashing across his face again. “No, and yours is by far the biggest I’ve ever sucked.” “Then you must be a natural bourn cocksucker.” I laughed a little nervously and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “You ever been rimmed kid?” “No, most of the guy’s I’ve been with have thought it was gross.” “Then they aren’t fit to fuck you. Get on the couch and pull your knees into your chest.” I did as I was told and got on the couch with my ass at the edge of the cushion and lent back pulling my knees to my chest and exposing my hole. “Damn,” Chad said kneeling down in front of my ass. “Such a hot furry hole on a boy your age, you’re one hot little fucker did you know that?” I blushed. “No seriously, I love fucking boys your age, nineteen, twenty-ish, but most of them are either smooth or shave their asses it’s nice to see a boy who lets his ass and hole be furry the way they are supposed to be.” With that he lent forward and ran his tongue up my hole. I gasped I had never felt anything like it. The warmth of his tongue on my hole sent shockwaves through my body. I moaned loudly as he began to work my hole in earnest. I couldn’t believe what I was feeling. It was like he was making out with my hole, licking around the edges, pressing his tongue against my still resisting hole. He was slickening my ass with his spit desperately trying to work his tongue inside of me. I had only been fucked a few times and not very recently so my hole was very tight and put up quite a fight before ever so slowly giving way to the unrelenting pressure from Chad’s tongue. I groaned loudly as his tongue made it’s first foray into my hole, but he did not stop there licking all around he pressed more and more of his tongue into me. When he had exhausted the extent to which his tongue could penetrate my defenses Chad slicked one of his fingers with spit and, still licking around the edges of my tight hole, pressed the digit inside of me. My groans turned to whimpers as I was penetrated slowly buy his probing finger. Chad twisted his finger around in my hole pulling slightly to one side or another stretching my tight sphincter. Before too long he slicked up and added a second finger to my hole, causing me to gasp and groan all over again. It was the third finger that reduced me to a dull panting silence as he stretched me open. I had never felt such pleasure coming from my ass, I had known that I liked bottoming but this was beyond anything I had ever felt before. His three fingers still deep inside of me, twisting around in my innards, Chad sat back on his haunches and look at me. “You have an amazing ass kid.” His chin glistened with spit, “I have to fuck you.” I thought about his massively thick cock and imagined if his three fingers were bringing me so much pleasure how much pleasure his cock would surely bring me. “Yes,” I gasped, “please fuck me.” He twisted his fingers around some more and then went on, “there’s just one thing, I only fuck raw and I don’t pull out. If you want me to fuck me you’re getting my load shot deep in your gut.” My hole was tingling around his fingers, I had always imagined what it would be like to take a guy’s cock raw and feel him cum inside of me. I was away from home for the time in ages and who knew when the next time an opportunity to take a massive raw cock would come my way. Without ever even wondering what his status was I said in a breathy voice, “Please fuck me, I want you to cum inside me.” “Good choice boy, you have no idea what’s coming to you.” That bright toothy smile playing across his lips again he sat up and slowly withdrew his fingers from my hole. For what seemed like a very long moment I felt totally empty and longed for the full feeling that his fingers provided. Then Chad shifted forward and his cock head came to slide up and down my slick crack. He teased me for a moment before he changed his weight and brought his cock head to rest against my hole. Chad then dropped a big glob of spit on his cock and locking eyes with me, began to press forward into me. I groaned and whimpered as his broad cock head pressed against my still tight hole slowly forcing its way past the contracted muscles. For what seemed like an eternity there was only tension and pain and then all of a sudden my hole seemed to realize that it was fighting a losing battle and just gave up the fight all at once. My hole blossomed open around Chad’s invading cock swallowing the first several inches of his fat member in one swift stroke. I felt like I had been punched in the chest, and I gasped and spluttered feeling unsure of how to breath as I became accustomed to Chad’s massive cock being inside of me. He held still, his eyes shinning, allowing me to get used to his cock. Once my breathing had slowed he spat on his cock again and pressed forward another few inches. Three times we did this till I felt his large balls against my ass and I knew that he was finally completely inside of me. The was a long pause where Chad held completely still allowing my hole to become accustomed to being stretched out like it was. Then very slowly he began to slide his cock from my hole, his mushroom head rubbing against my insides sending slow tingles through me. I whimpered as his cock slipped towards my hole. This was like no cock I had felt before. All the boys who had fucked me in high school and during my first semester at university had had fairly small cocks and all had been wearing rubbers when they fucked me. I was in heaven as his mushroom head tugged at my wide stretched sphincter before popping out leaving my hole agape. I shivered for a moment feeling empty and wanting but Chad’s cock was soon pressing against my hole again his wide head keeping it from closing. Just as slowly he had drawn his cock from me he pressed it back into my waiting hole. My breath caught in my chest as he once again came to rest balls deep inside of me. “Feel good boy?” “God yes,” I groaned, “Please fuck me.” “When I’m done with you boy you’ll remember this fuck for the rest of your life.” Chad was suddenly done with being nice and gentle and with a wicked glint in his eyes he bucked back, his cock almost slipping from my hole again, and then slammed back inside of me. He hammered deep into my hole, his balls slapping against my tight ass. With each thrust a short moan escaped my lips and I felt sweat spring up across my chest and back. He fucked me like that for nearly five minutes, his ass wrecking pace never slowing for a second. His face had started to glisten with perspiration and the smell of sweat and sex hung heavy in the room. Wet sloppy sounds accompanied his every thrust now and my moans had turned into breathy whimpers. Then suddenly he bottomed out and held his cock inside of me for a long moment before pulling out completely. “Get on the floor kid,” he instructed, “I wanna be able to really wreck that hole.” A little stiffly I did as he instructed and rolled off of the couch onto the floor sticking my ass in the air and resting my chest on the carpet. “No, on your back still,” he said, “I wanna look in your eyes when I fill your hole with my spunk.” My heart skipped at that. Although I had always been a safe-sex kid now that I had felt his raw cock inside of me I knew that I wouldn’t be happy until I felt this amazing man’s load inside of me too. I flipped over and pulled my legs up, tucking my knees off to either side of my chest. Chad smiled and shifted his position. He was now directly over me, his hands on either side of my shoulders. Deftly he allined his cock with my no longer quite so tight hole and sank back into my wet innards. In this new position Chad’s enormous member punched even deeper into my guts banging away against what I felt certain had to be my inner hole. Then with one particularly powerful thrust he burst through my second sphincter his cock slamming far deeper then any cock had ever before. I practically screamed as his cock invaded yet deeper into my guts. “You like that boy?” He asked, his face now slick with sweat. “God yes.” “You like my cock wrecking your hole?” “Yes!” I called out. “How does that raw cock feel deep inside you?” Even as he spoke he still hammered away at my hole causing my answers to come in quick breathless bursts, “I love it!” “You want me to cum inside your hole boy?” “Yes!” “Good, cause even if you had said no I’m still gonna dump my load deep inside your wrecked boycunt.” No one had ever referred to my hole as a cunt before and my long forgotten cock twitched when I heard it. “Please cum inside me! I want to feel your load in my hole.” I begged. “You’ll get it soon enough.” He lent down then and shoved his tongue in my mouth. As he bent forward the angle of his cock changed and now as he slammed the full length of his cock in and out of me his massive head was bashing into my prostate with each trust. I was practically shaking it felt so good. I never wanted this brutal yet astoundingly pleasure fuck to end. Chad’s breathing had become slightly more ragged and his pounding even more ferocious, as he started changing over and over again, “Oh fuck yeah boy, take that cock.” What seemed like a glorious eternity later he locked eyes with me and said, “You ready for my load boy? You ready to get bred?” “Yes, please, fill me with your cum,” I pleaded. “Fuck yeah boy,” he growled as he slammed his pulsing cock deep as he could inside of me and unloaded a flood of semen into my waiting guts. My body was shaking and precum was running from my cock like a river and Chad slowly long dicked my hole working his load in. “Your ass feels so good with my load in it boy. How do you like having that big load from my fat POZ cock deep in your cunt.” I froze, had he just said POZ? “What,” I practically shouted, “You’re POZ! You didn’t say anything? What the fuck.” I tried to push him away but his hands were on my shoulders and he continued to fuck me slowly as I squired and tried to get away. “Why didn’t you ask if you cared,” he said, that wicked glint back in his eyes, “Besides a boy like you needs to learn that taking loads is what he’s meant for. Taking POZ loads just makes that so much easier.” My brain was telling me to fight him off and run but as he started to pick up the pace and fuck me again the pleasure coming from my hole won out and I relaxed allowing Chad to continue to use my hole as he saw fit. He fucked me once more on the floor shooting another load into my now completely wrecked hole, and then once more in his bedroom adding another two loads to my ass. When I got back to my hotel I stunk of sweat and cum but I didn’t care. As Chad’s cock had dumped it’s second load inside of me I had let go of my fears and succumb to the pleasures of raw cock in my hole. Now that I was back at my hotel room, laying naked in my bed with three fingers deep in my hole feeling the loads Chad had given me I found my self not worrying about the consequences of taking POZ loads but when I would be able to get my next load. I grabbed my phone from where it lay on the bed next to me and sent a message to Chad. This is an insane question, but… how do I get more? I’m still so fucking horny I need to get fucked again. His response came quick: I knew you were a slut at hear. Check out BBRT or if you like I can send your number to a few friends in the area who I think would be up for breeding your hole. Yes please. Ok, fasten your seatbelt kid, it’s gonna be a bumpy night.

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.

as the fat fuck pig cunt from boston is such a proflic story teller and writer....sorry while i piss myself laughing.... maybe the fat ugly pig would like to get up off of his big fat ugly arse and write something? fucking fucktard The people who write these stories do it do entertain themselves and other people not to be dicatated to lazy obese sloths

I woke up... Not in my room… I am at the Viking’s house… King-size bed… Linen…. Nice warm comforter… Puffy pillows… He is sleeping next to me… A light snoring… close to a whisper. I like it… His body is spooning next to mine. He kept me warm, he kept me safe, he kept me his… That’s OK. The beast in me is fed. After whoring my ass in the 212 bath house deluxe room and collecting 23 loads and 5 slams he had said: “I can leave you here. On your knees like the whore you are… Getting even more loads… adding lines of marker of your back… or you can come with me, obeying my orders and be my boy until I release you from my keep…. You have 30 seconds to decide”. It only took me three seconds to decide. “I will come with you Sir”. “Good. We go to my house. It is a test. If you steal from me I will know. If you do not behave with respect to my property you will be punished. If you try to harm me in any way I will kill you. And… I don’t fuck slam whores in my bed… You will sleep… I will sleep… maybe I’ll touch you… I may caress you… but I won’t fuck you. Not in my bed.” We went to the showers together… Same stall under the running water… he helped me clean by rubbing my back from the marker’s prints… 23 lines… “Clean your ass… I do not want your ass leaking diseased cum. I will wait for you at the counter. I will call for a cab. Don’t make me wait.” I cleaned my ass… It was sore. The ass lips swollen… soft, but nice. Cum, lube, piss and water coming out from my hole… until I was clean… I must confess I was tired from the fucking and the slams… I checked my veins on my arms. The marks were there… My war medals from the last 36 hours… My heroic statement… I did good… He should have been proud.. I was a very well behaved chem slut. Didn’t lose my manners even after 5 slams… I didn’t mumble nonsense… On the contrary his orders were usually “Don’t hide in silence… Talk to me…” And I talked… And I said everything… hmmmm… almost everything… and he seemed to understand… Probably because he could sense that I understood him as well… But when he told me he wanted to take me back to his house I have to say that he took me by surprise… I am used to be left alone in the a bathhouse room to wipe with the towel, or leaning on a tree at the park with my ass leaking from some stranger’s cum to put my trousers back on, alone again, or on a chair in a porn theater taking a handkerchief and wipe the cum from my moustache, alone but not lonely… Because these are the rules of engagement.. You do what you have to do… you get fucked, you fuck, you take cum, you seed the whore, but… when the deed is done you leave… Alone. No prisoners taken. It is not a date. It is a fuck encounter. In a sauna you do not ask for a boyfriend material. You do not go hunting the slings to find your husband… You hardly want to see the face again of the man who saw the beast in you… Well sometimes you do… Sometimes you hope he will tell you “Can I get your number?” or “Can I see you again?” but I am not that kind of guy... I usually run… hide myself in my silence…. My boxes are so well organized… No room for leaks. Sex is sex. Work is work. Boyfriend material is found in a Concert House. Fuck buddies are found when I am hanging on a sling. Slam buddies are the secret garden of my existence. I know how to control my boxes, how to make clear borders and territories… where they start and where they end… Linen sheets in a double bed demand respect. So I know the importance of respecting Sir’s limits and expectations when he asked me to come and crush at his place. In his blue grey eyes when he was pushing the needle with the chems in my arms, or when he was seeding my ass, or when he let others to breed me with sperm, or when he was marking my back with lines I felt he cared, some other times I saw contempt… some other times I even saw respect… but what I saw was not enough to expect his proposal to share the sleep… In my poor slutty mind, sharing the sleep is the ultimate test… I can let others fuck me, breed me, slam me, piss in me, but I am in that Box…. The Box of the Cum Slut… The territory is known … I know what to expect and what is expected by a slam whore like me… But sleep in a stranger’s bed whom I met few hours ago? In his own bed? That is an unknown territory… The intimacy is a land where I do not visit often. It is tricky… Because when you wake up you become a man with identity. You have to say where you are from … what kind of job you do… the hobbies and the whole nine yard agenda that make us human. And to be human after 23 marks in your back, 7 slams and a face of a still hungry beast is another Box… Yes… there is always a price we pay for the borders and the territories… Do I want to know who he is? Am I going to be disappointed by who he really is… Is he going to be disappointed by the real ME? He opened his eyes… He caught me staring at him… The blue grey Viking eyes penetrating my soul. “Do not look at me when I am not looking at you… Do not try to predict… and do not try to read me… Do you understand?” “Yes sir” I said… “I need to piss. Follow me…” He got up from the bed. Loved the way he walked over the wooden floor… Big bathroom…. White marble and big mirrors… led me to the shower… “Put some soap in your ass…” I did… and then leaned over the marble… The position of a whore… I am well trained… My ass lips were swollen from the fucking of the previous hours so I must confess it was not easy to receive his cockhead at the very first seconds… And he was big… he was thick .. he was uncut… and fully erect… But I am a piss whore… A cumslut… I was not going to complain. All over the mirrors our reflection… two beasts connecting. Me, offering my hole … Him, with closed eyes concentrating and then losing his blender in my ass… Hot piss… I started feeling a slight buzz… chem piss… my kind of breakfast. He started piss fucking me… Noises of piss escaping my ass… He seemed to enjoy it … Didn’t need poppers… didn’t need anything… Just his chem piss and the sight of our mating from the bathroom mirrors… “Now, look at me fucking you under the light…. I give you the permission… And look at yourself… No dark rooms… no sauna slings… Look yourself in the mirror… A chem slut… A piss whore… That’s who you are… And now concentrate just in you.. not me… Do not look at me… I am just a cock in your ass… No more, no less… Look at you and only you… Damn, you are still tight… I am close to give you another poz load… Look at yourself… you hold too much… you ask for release and then you built walls and fucking defenses… I should have left you in that fucking basement…” And he kept on fucking… telling me about what he has planned for me. About the room where he plays with the sling and the fuck bench, the new Tina he ordered… about the double slams he was going to prep for my veins… and the guests he has already invited to arrive in a few hours And he kept on fucking… And I saw myself in the bathroom mirror… piss squishing, escorted by his cum… deep in my inner walls… music in my ears indeed… And I thought… “Yes, I am safe… I am still in the same Box… The same border… the same territory…”

Some Bottoms here say they are only there to please the top. So as long as they get the top's load it is OK. I have made my "position" on that clear several times. I want something out of it as well, not just a load in my hole. That is why I love to wear a jockstrap and a cockring. The cockring pushes out my balls which increases the chance, certainly when the top has a big set of lowhangers, that I can feel his balls slap against mine (covered by the jock pouch) when in doggy position. Doesn't always work but is has happened. It also pushes out my cock (and I usually get hard when fucked and harder when I wear a cockring) so it rubs the material of the pouch. Sensational feeling, certainly when I push back my foreskin. Both of this, plus the feeling of a throbbing cock fucking my hole makes the sex so much better for me as it increases physical stimulation. And I love cumming by just getting fucked. Anyone else got that as well? What are other Bottom's feelings about or experiences with wearing a cockring? With or without jock? If without, why do you wear one, what does it do for you?

I don't think that's true, baggerr. My PA is a completely smooth round ring made a surgical stainless steel. Trust me, if it had any rough edges I'D KNOW because it naturally rotates thru my dick head in the course of ordinary wear. I also rotate it all around when I'm washing it -- no problems. And PAs are condom-friendly too. When I've worn one (and that's not often) the PA jewelry just kind of folds over onto my cock head or hangs in the reservoir tip. Never a problem when wearing a condom either during sex or a prolonged jack off session when I'm collecting cum loads for later use. But if you're nervous, most guys who have PAs can easily remove them for sex by popping out the retaining ball or unscrewing one end of it. Of course, this assumes they're wiling to take it off. I am, and I even say so in my profile lest it scare a few guys off. Rarely someone will ask me to take it off, e.g. to blow me, and I'd much rather remove the ring than pass on a hot guy I'm interested in. Others may have different experiences or opinions.

This is a classic. I hope everyone who visits this site reads it. And I wish the kid would seek out stealthers, pretending to be negative and naïve. That's a fantasy of mine.

Daddy,my boypussy is hungry for more (story, of course!)!!!

spunkluvr, it sounds like you'll be showing US how its done! definitely looking forward to MAL this year my hole and uncut cock cant wait! always looking for playmates. feel free to slip into me, force me down on your meat or suck in me any time! i'm easy!

Daddy stayed home from work today with me. Slept most of the day. He did fuck me twice during the day. Was nice but slow. Then helped me shower and ran to get food. Just cuddled tonight and he sucked me off (I was too tired to really do anything to him and he was ok with that.) Slept for a bit but woke up with fever again so on internet for a bit until drugs work and in living room so I don't wake him up. So it does seem it's just the flu that is causing decrease in sex drive and loss of energy. And that I guess I wasn't quite over it and pushed too hard so now sick again and worse

Part 4 Bob told Eric and Shaun he has dreamed about sucking off a man since he was a boy but was afraid he'd get caught. As Bob told them how he would suck on carrots as he jerked off and his other fantasies Eric reloaded the pipe then had Bob take several hits in a row. While Bob smoked Eric had Shaun between his legs sucking him again. Once Bob finished the pipe Eric had him sit on his lap facing away and pulled the boy into a hug. He asked him if he liked being held and Bob told them he loved it and how Shaun held him some nights when they were younger. Eric said that they would hold him all night and he should let him and his big brother take care of him. Eric had him close his eyes and then he spread the boy's legs wide and told Shaun to get the special lube and also pointed to the drawer with the prepared bump and then Shaun started to eat his brother's hole. Bob moaned and Eric told him he was now their boy to play with. Eric said Shaun was his bottom boy and now Bob was the bottom boy for both of them. Bob just kept moaning and started tossing his head back and forth when his brother started to finger him. After Shaun could slide his finger easily he pulled out and pushed the bumb shooter into his baby brother and was excited knowing that he soon would need to get fucked. Shaun went to get their toy bag and Eric fingered the boyhole and in a couple of minutes could feel the boy's hole getting ready. As the chems took over the boy's ass Eric kept telling him how hot his hole was. Bob could feel the heat and also a need he didn't understand. When Eric removed his finger the empty feeling made Bob ask if he'd finger him more and Eric said first suck my finger. Bob opened his mouth and took the finger into his mouth and knew it was smelly but didn't care he just wanted it back in his ass. "Keep sucking my fingers. Do you want to be my boy?". Bob nodded and continued to with each question. " Do you want to be your brother's boy too?, if I have a friend over will you be his boy too?". Shaun set the bag down and Eric told to him to give himself a double bump and Eric rubbed Bob's hole and told him to watch his brother. Eric told him that the tough jock stud he knew as his brother was only one side and you're gonna watch your big brother become an insatiable bottom boy. It took less than three minutes for the massive booty bump to work. Eric pointed out how Shaun's big cock has turned into a tiny soft cocklet. He told Shaun to put a jock on and explained to Bob that a bottom should hide his useless clit and showoff his cunt. Next he had Shaun turn around on all four and show his brother his cunt. By now the chems made Shaun so hungry for cock that he was drooling so Eric told him to get on his back facing them and to show your little brother how hungry your cunt is. Eric was still rubbing the boyhole as they watched Shaun get a horse cock buried into his cunt. Watching this made his hole twitch and Bob asked if he'd finger his ass again. "Ask, your Daddy to finger your boypussy, Bobby." Bob didn't think he just said it. "Daddy, finger my boypussy" "Is little Bobby's boypussy getting hungry?" "Daddy I didn't understand it but now I do, I need something in my boypussy" Erik slid a finger into the tight cherry boyhole and started thinking of fully wrecking this pure innocent boy and thought how much his friends would love ruining a boy on his birthday and that he will beg them to ruin him. They watched Shaun for at least an hour before Eric knew he needed to stop before he popped the boy's cherry. He had Bobby suck him off again but then have Bobby a pill and soon he was knocked out. He put the boy to bed and had Shaun get dressed and took him to the local bathhouse to let Shaun get fucked and so Eric could talk with some friends about his plans for Bobby.

So I guess sex drive is finally coming back. BF left Saturday for Christmas with his parents. Daddy wanted to mess around by I told him I was still feeling a bit sick and tired, so he came over to take care of me. Helped me to the shower and was just a slow wash and kissing. Carried me to bed and had a slow fuck. Lasted a long time which me on my back and him doing most of the work (which is not our normal at all). As he was getting ready to cum in me has jerked my cock so we came at the same time. Then he slid behind me and held me until we fell asleep. Been up for a bit now and he's still in bed. Not the hottest story, but was very nice to slowly get back to having some fun. And nice that he cares enough about me to come take care of me too.

This afternoon got a guy on Gayromeo (or PlanetRomeo as it is called now). Big guy, big cock. Planted two loads in me. Told me when he was leaving he was a police officer. Freaked out. Didn't know if he knew about my neighbor, who is relatively new in town and on the police force too. Don't want to "out" the one to the other. Plus if they know about each other my neighbor will probably be humping him and not me...Fuck! Want them both. Better keep my mouth shut and enjoy both of them.

I wear my cock ring.. I like to have a hardon ( or a "semi") when getting fucked... I like to play with my cock when getting fucked.. I have great control & edge myself. I'm there to take the TOPS cock & cum, but also for my pleasure. I hold off until the top has unloaded before I blast off...or I wait for the next top

So Names first as the story continues. I'm Kevin and my buddy I mentioned is Jason. So after getting pozzed and making love Jason and I moved in together and while we certainly enjoyed fucking each other what we really wanted to do was share our special poz seen with other neg boys. As luck would have it wasn't long before we met our first candidate. His name was Yousef and he was middle eastern, slender, with mostly fair skin with just a touch of olive and as it turned out very smooth. We had a class with Yousef and he had come over to study one night and in the course of talking after we were done studying and were having a few drinks we found out Yousef was gay and a virgin. It seems he was in the states only for college and that back home being found out as gay was essentially a death sentence. But now in the states he was hoping for at least a couple of years of closeted sexual freedom before returning to his monastic existence. So Jason and I "confess" to Yousef our own recent start as a gay couple (leaving out our poz status of course) and we tell him that we'd love to be an introduction to gay sex for him. To help things along we start showing him some gay porn and quickly we are all tenting our shorts and Jason and I begin stroking his cock through his shorts. One of us on each side of him kissing him and stroking him our hands sliding under the light fabric of his soccer shorts to find raw flesh. Yousef as you might imagine isin heaven and putty in our hands. It isn't long before all three of us are nude and Jason and I are taking turns sucking on Yousef's cock and balls. One of us deep throating his 7" cock and the other licking and sucking his balls. As you might imagine for a young guy who was a virgin Yousef is in heaven moaning and shaking with pleasure his cock leaking a veritable river of pre cum. Jason and I are silently going nuts as well because we know that we are going to fuck him and fuck him raw. The prospect of gifting a virgin with our seed has both of us horny beyond description. After giving him the blow job and ball sucking of his life while Jason works his cock I push his legs up spreading them wide and exposing his virgin cherry. I spend a moment looking at his tight virgin neg ass and nearly cum at the thought of what I'm going to do to him. I start by licking around the edge of his hole and then start working my tongue in and out working to open him up and lubing him with my spit. This is driving Yousef nuts as he's never felt anything like it before and at this point he's in total sub mode totally surrendering his body to us. I start working a finger into him gently at first and then roughly..insistently...like a cock fucking him and his moans become high pitched whimpers that indicate a mixture of pleasure and pain. I can't stand it anymore..I NEED to fuck him hard and deep. Yousef is laying on his back his legs spread and I l move atop him pinning him underneath me. I kiss him deeply for a minute rubbing my pre-cum leaking cock head up and down his crack. "I'm going to fuck you now Yousef" I tell him "It will probably hurt at first but just relax and you'll love it". "Yes Kevin please fuck me I need it so bad" he whimpers. I start pushing into him his virgin ass tight at first and tough to penetrate but then my head begins to open his ass up and I force my cock deep inside him.. As expected Yousef cries out as I enter him shaking and quivering and whimpering about the pain but I could care less. My poz dick is buried in a neg ass and I can already feel my load starting to boil deep inside my balls. I'm not making love to Yousef where I'd gently fuck his ass working to maximize his pleasure along with mine.. This is a fucking..a breeding and I fucking him hard and deep with each stroke. I can tell he's having a hard time taking my cock but I can also sense his pain slowly becoming pleasure. The intensity of it all is almost more than I can stand and I see Jason watching us intently gently stroking his own cock clearly eager for a shot at Yousef's ass. I start talking to Yousef.."Yeah man there my cock is in your ass...its what you always wanted isn't it...fuck man were gonna cum inside you..fill that ass with cum so that you can feel it leaking out..." Yes Kevin" he whimpers.."cum inside me please..." My balls are boiling and I sooo need to unload my poz spunk inside his neg fuck hole. I start driving harder working it deeper trying to create a path for the bug into his system. Then when I can't stand it any longer I bury my dick as deep in his smooth neg ass as possible and my load erupts inside him. I can feel the pulsing of my cock as jet after jet of poz cum fires deep into his ass. As soon as I'm done Jason is there taking my place fucking his own load into Yousef, Once were done we make him take turns licking our cocks clean sucking them dry ensuring he gets every drop of poz seed we can muster into him. Yousef ends up spending the night with us and lets say there wasn't much sleeping as his years of repressed sexual need were fully released. He fucked his last neg loads into our willing holes and we in turn fucked more of our special poz cum into his boy pussy. In the morning before we let him gest dressed I made sure to take another look at his no longer virgin hole. What had been tight was now open and gaping ready to take any cock that came its way.

Paul wiped the man's cum off his back, and wiped his ass cheeks with the towel. He suddenly realised that his cock and ass were on show as he was doing it, and he looked up to see he had gathered a sizable audience. He saw one particular guy, quite chubby, who was unashamadly beating his stubby cock. Paul got turned on. He loved older guys being turned on by him. His drunkeness blinded him, and he made a move towards the man. He grabbed Paul by the arm and lead him to a cabin. 'Come on slut', he whispered, and Paul felt his cock begin to grow. The man locked the cabin behind them, and took out a bottle of poppers. He sniffed hungrily. 'Sniff this bitch'. Paul obeyed, and as he sniffed, the man moved in, removing Paul's towel and fondling his body. The man was rock hard, and moaning audibly. He ran his hand down Paul's body, his finger bouncing off of each square of Paul's young six pack. 'Turn around', the man said. Paul turned around, kneeling on the small bed, pushing his ass into the air invitingly. He noticed another one of those biohazard tattoos. 'What's your tattoo?' he asked absentmindedly. 'Nothing you need to know about boy', the man said. Paul shuffled further onto the bed. 'You want me to fuck you slut?'. Paul nodded his agreement, and the man mounted Paul from behind, resting his hands on Paul's slim, muscular hips. Paul winced as he felt the man's cock slide into him. The man began to pound immediately, panting as he leaned on Paul's slender frame. 'Ah... ow... slow down... please?' Paul pleaded. The man spat on Paul's back. 'Shut the fuck up slut'. This turned Paul on even more, though he knew it shouldn't. The man pounded Paul's ass, and Paul began to enjoy it. 'Awww yeah, fuck me. FUCK ME!' Paul began to play with his cock as the man slammed his ass. He could hear the man panting, almost as if he was struggling. Suddenly, he pulled out. He pushed Paul against the wall and lay on the bed. 'Sit on my cock you fucking slut'. Paul did what he was told, and straddled the man. His asshold quivered over the man's cock as he lowered himself onto it, moaning. 'Fuck me... please'. The man kneaded Paul's ass cheeks, still not believing the body he could see bouncing in front of him. It wasn't long before the man knew he couldn't hold it any more. 'Aww yeah I'm gonna cum. You ready boy? You want my toxic seed boy?' 'Yes! YES! Fuck me... fucking cum in my ass!' Paul wondered fleetingly what the man meant by toxic, but he grinded his asshold onto the man's cock. He could hear heavy panting from the door, and he knew there was a huge queue of men behind it that wanted him. 'Oh boy, oh... ahhh... I'm gonna... here it comes!' Paul screamed as he felt jet after jet of hot cum splash inside his asshole. The man was screaming, kneading Paul's ass so hard it was turning red. He lay, panting, as Paul's asshole quivered, unable to hold the load any longer. He peeled himself off of the man's cock, feeling warm cum flooding down his legs. The man was spent, unable to move. Paul slowly picked up his towel, cleaning his ass as he did. The man stared at him malevolently. 'You ready for another load boy?' Paul knew he shouldn't, but the man's cock was so small... He wanted more. 'Y-yes', Paul said. The man grinned. 'Open the door then boy...'

There were eyes all over Paul as he made his way through the dark corridors of the sauna. Hands reached out to touch his tight body, and he gripped to towel for dear life. The sound of fucking screamed through the air, over a dull club anthem playing quietly in the background. He turned a corner, and saw an older man coming towards him. He was thin, worn, and he stopped in his tracks as he saw Paul. Paul could see the man's dick hardening, and he motioned to Paul to follow him. Paul wouldn't have looked at him twice, but it turned him on that the man was getting excited at the sight of him. He followed the man into a small cabin. The man immediately ran his hands over Paul's amazing body, moaning and kissing lightly as he went along. 'Fuck me', Paul said. He turned to face the wall and dropped the towel, putting his ass out slightly, inviting the man. Paul put his head down and began to play with his dick, and he could feel the man moving towards him. The man let out an almighty orgasmic moan, and Paul felt hot loads of cum cover his back and ass cheeks. He turned around as load after load was pumping, now covering his tight stomach. The guy had got too excited and his cock had exploded before he even got near Paul's ass. Paul giggled as the man recovered himself. The man walked over to him, grabbing his face and pushing him against the wall. 'You had a lucky escape boy,' he said, and brushed the twink's body one last time with his hands. He turned to exit the cabin, and it wasn't until that point that Paul had noticed the biohazard tattoo on his back. 'Cool tattoo,' Paul thought. 'I wonder what it is?' He wrapped himself back in his towel, and made his way back into the dark halls of the sauna.

Was forced at 9. No regrets.

Nah...I prefer bareback to condom. even if I have to turn down the hot one.I can't get fucked too long with condom no matter how much lube they use.Sometime I just say" Sorry no condom, Adios"

A partner has to be piss-attractive to me (a quality I can't really define). It's not something I do frequently. First time, I was high, it was big load of beer piss, and fresh from the tap with me gulping as fast as it flowed so it was definitely a natural instinct. If my partner has "the quality" i'll drink it whether clear or gold. Prefer it from the tap. One playmate and I were at a local bar, each swigging on bottles of the other's piss that we kept refilling. We left that bar and went to another - same thing. It was his idea, and was pissloads of fun!

Chapter 6: Hump Day Tuesday, however, was a complete bust. I was in the cubicle for my entire lunch hour but no one came in. At one point I heard the outer door of the bathroom open but whoever it was must have chickened out. In the end, I ended up fingering my own hole while I jacked off. God I was frustrated. Wednesday morning my stomach was in knots. Another fight with Thomas the night before had left me sleeping on the couch. It kept finding myself crotch-watching the guys around the office. Ok… like most guys, even married ones, I find my eyes wandering when I’m on the subway or otherwise think I can get away with it. Now I found myself staring at my co-workers a little too openly if you know what I mean. And then there was my assistant Calvin. I swear his pants were just a little too tight today. Stretched tightly around that perky little ass. More than once I found myself caressing my dick through my pants as he walked out of my office. What I’m saying is that I really needed a good fuck. My inner slut had awakened and it seemed it would not be tamed again. Finally it was time to head to my usual spot. I arrived 15 minutes early and noticed that the lights were a lower than the previous days. I would be hard to make out too many features in this light. As I entered my middle stall I realized someone was already in one of the other stalls. Score! I quickly undressed and hung my clothes on the coat hook and pulled out the lube. Dropping to my kneesI could just make out the guy on the other side. He was wearing a suit and it occurred to me that this might be someone from my office. I didn’t care. Putting a finger through the glory hole in the time honored fashion, I indicated I was ready for his dick. I opened the lube so it was ready and set it down by my knees. He quickly fed it to me and I took it eagerly into my mouth. If this was a co-worker, who could it be? I thought of Calvin but he wasn’t wearing a suit… just a white shirt, tie, and slacks. I was very careful not to say anything aloud in case whoever was in the next stall recognised my voice. They were strangely silent as well so I wondered if they had the same thought. This dick was a nice size - I guessed about 6 1/2 inches and cut. It was cut but missile shaped… but head was only slightly larger than the shaft. Nice and thick though so it filled my mouth up nicely as it slid in and out of my mouth. The man smelled of soap and cologne… and it was a cologne i recognised but couldn’t place… but I was more sure than ever that this guy was from the office. He also leaked pre-cum like a drippy faucet. I moaned quietly as I circled his head with my tongue to taste every drop. I took him into my throat and used my muscles there to massage him there. He seemed to like that and grunted appreciatively. My ass was twitching. God I wanted to be fucked. I put a little lube on my fingers and began to circle my rosebud then slipped one then two fingers into my spasming ass. The guy on the other side was thrusting into my throat and I was working two fingers in and out of my ass in sync. And the he stopped and stepped back, pulling his dick out of mouth mouth. I looked through the hole and he stood close to the hole, slowly stroking his shaft. He had a finger near the gloryhole and made a circling motion, front to back. I knew that signal! Oh yes… i knew it. I scrambled around and placed my ass against the partition, lining my hole up carefully with the gloryhole. A moment later I felt that familiar nudging as his dick probed to find its was inside me. I barely restrained a shout of “Yes, fuck me!” His small head slipped inside and slowly, methodically he worked his shaft deeper. Now this was what i needed! I worked my ass around him as he slid in an out. He groaned approvingly again. We heard the outer restroom door open and he stopped, motionless. A new person entered. They tried the first stall, finding it locked, then moved on to the third one. The suited man was still two thirds deep in my ass and holding. I needed him to get back to business. Putting a finger in the second gloryhole, I signalled the second man to give me his dick. A very long - at least nine inches - but thin shaft slid through and I took it in my mouth. I was a bit noisy for a moment to my suited man would know what was going on and that he was ok to continue. He still seemed hesitant so I clenched my ass around him a couple times and backed up to get the rest of him inside. That did the trick and he began thrusting again, hitting my prostate repeatedly. My dick was hard and straining although I wasn’t touching it. The second man was sliding his thin dick deep into my throat and I gagged a little bit. “Come on, bitch, you can take it.” He laughed. I didn’t recognise his voice. Apparently, neither did the suited man because he relaxed a little began grunting again apparently less worried now about being recognized. One dick in my ass and one down my throat, I was in bliss. I hadn’t done this since before I met Thomas. I had missed this feeling of being totally owned and used. No emotion except lust and the thrills of anonymous fucking. Between the two partitions, my mobility was limited. They had to do most of the work in pushing in and out of my holes. I just focused on working my ass and throat muscles to caress their hard cocks and get their loads. The suited man behind me had his hands atop the partition to brace himself as he thrust quickly in and out of my ass. He was very close. I could feel his dick straining but he didn’t stop thrusting as he lost control. 
“I’m cumming! Oh yeah… cumming!!” The suited man yelled. Shit! I did recognize that voice. I knew it well… that was my boss. My boss had just fucked me and unloaded deep in my ass. I wondered if he had meant to say anything or had just lost control in the moment. I felt his spent manhood slowly deflate and slide from my ass. I had stayed quiet so maybe he didn’t know whose mouth and ass he had just used. I kept my attention on the second man who seemed extremely aroused by the sound of my taking the first load. His thin dick was hard as a rock. The suited man, my boss, quickly cleaned himself off and within a couple minutes hurried from the room. He had not meant to say anything, i decided, as was as afraid of being exposed as I was. At the moment, of course, I didn’t care. I just wanted my second load. Now that we were alone, the second man was my focus. I redoubled my attention on dick…. less careful about noise now that he and I were the only people in the room. “Turn around.” He ordered. “Let me get a look at that hole.” “Ok.” I turned around and presented my used hole to him. He slid a finger through my pucker and finger fucked me. “Yeah… you are a slut aren’t you?” “Yeah.” I groaned, my hole still eager for more attention. “Your hole is full of cum,… you like taking it raw do you?” “Yeah… I love the feel of a dick sliding inside me.” I groaned again, riding his finger. “You know how risky that is? You might catch the bug.” “I don’t care. I need it… I just need to be fucked.” He pulled his finger out of my hole but quickly replaced it with his tongue, licking my assring and pushing inside for a moment. “Yeah, you little whore. You liked to get fucked don’t you? Don’t care about the risks?” “Come on, fuck me. I want to feel you inside me.” He put his finger back inside. Then quickly added a second. “You want this dick in you? You want my long dick drilling you? My seed swimming in your guts.” “Yes.. please… please fuck me.” He pulled his fingers out and stood up. “I don’t know.” He laughed. “Maybe I’ll catch something from you.” He pressed his cock again my hole, the pulled back. Again. Teasing me. “Please put it in. Give it to me.” I tried to push back on his dick but he pulled it away again. “Such a pushy little whore aren’t you?” “Please… I’m so horny. I need your dick. I’m begging you.” I didn’t care what he thought of me. He was just a stranger, someone I would never see again… and I had an itch that needed scratching. “Well… since you asked so nicely.” He slid into my hole easily. I was stretched out from the first fuck and his shaft was so thin. He was two thirds of the way in before he met any resistance and he just pushed through that. He was already balls deep. I moaned as his thin nine inched probed me. ‘You like that? Tell me how much…” “That feels so good… you are so deep in me.I haven’t had a dick this deep in years.” He was thin enough that it didn’t hurt at all, just a nice feeling as he pushed deep, deep inside. “You want my load inside your cumwhole? I’m close…” He really seemed to be getting off from treating me like this. It was all too easy to play along. One week earlier I had been a faithful, if frustrated, married man… now I was begging a stranger I couldn’t even see to use me, to cum in me. “Yeah… give me your load. Give it to me.” “Ok, boy, here it comes. I have a Gift for you.” He slammed tight against my ass. I knew he was cumming although couldn’t feel it. He ground in and out a few times. “Let’s make sure it is nice and deep. Make sure my Gift takes. Now thank me for my Gift like a good little pussy boy.” Well… there was little doubt that I had just received me second positive load in a week. I was a little scared but it was too late to back out now. “Thank you, sir. Thank you for fucking and seeding me.” “Good boy. Now clean me up. “ I obediently turned back around and took his dick into my mouth and worshipped it with my mouth. I tugged at my own dick while I savored my own ass juices, and the remnants of the two loads I had taken. A few strokes later, my dick erupted and I shot on the floor, making sure to not get any on the man in the other stall. I waited until he left before leaving the stall. I wanted the fuck to remain anonymous. I wondered who Dan, my stranger who had first brought my slutty side to the surface, had arranged to use me the next day. I couldn’t wait.

Wow man, you really capture the way my mind races when I go for a hook up. Very cool to know that I am not alone when I do this! Like you, I am both scared and excited about my desire to take a man's cock that way.

Pt2 Your ad is posted and you feel the rush of anticipation, and some doubt of who will reply or if anyone will at all. You have your email open in one tab and open another and decide to check out xtube. You do a search for anon bareback and start watching some videos of me fucking raw and primal. Your own cock is throbbing with a need of its own, you start to play with your hole thinking how you want to be the bottom in the scenes you are watching. It all looks so hot to you, but you know how afraid you are to think about another man entering you bare. You check your email tab and see that there are three emails, your heart starts pumping as you look at them. Opening the first one you read "Still looking?" And nothing else. The second is a younger guys with stats that sound impressive, but no pic to back it up. You open the third and start to read, guy your age looking for his first experience with another guy, wants to take it slow. Also wants to make out and maybe some oral. As you are reading you see another email in your inbox. You quickly open this one and find its a guy a little older than you. About the same build, but bigger cock with a picture to prove it. Your heart is racing over this one and you have clicked reply before you even realize what you are doing. Fingers flying over the keyboard asking if he's looking for what you described in the ad. And if looking for tonite. You click send before the big head starts telling you what to do. You immediately start clicking refresh on your email expecting instant gratification. Other emails pop in, but you ignore them, looking for his reply to you. A minute or two goes by and you see a reply from him. Yes he is looking for anon dark room. The thought really turns him on, he also really needs to cum badly tonite. He asks where you are staying. Also wants to know if you want safe or bareback. You hit reply and tell him the hotel name and general location, pausing on the last question. You think for a few minutes, then just start typing. Love the thought of Bareback and would love to try it, but concerned about catching something. You admit you are married and really want feel what a real cock feels like, but are afraid. Your body is shaking a little as you hit send. You again start the refresh of your email. Knowing it will take some time for a reply, or you might not even get one at all if what you said turns him off. But his reply takes even less than the first. He tells you that he normally only plays safe, but would love to feel his cock in a nice hole without the condom. He understands your concerns and will leave it up to you. He knows where the hotel is and lives about ten minutes away. You click reply again and your fingers hover over the keyboard fighting an inner battle of which way to go. You know what you want! You know you won't be satisfied! You start typing that you really want Bareback and want to know what it's like to have a cock in you without the condom on. You click send before you can stop yourself. Less than a minute goes by this time and his reply is in your inbox. He says okay lets do it bareback and he's ready to come now, just tell him okay. You heart is pounding now, the thought of him fucking you has you so excited and nervous all at the same time, you click reply and type okay clicking send without even thinking about it. You push the laptop away and think to yourself, this is it, you just set up the fantasy you have always wanted. You look at your hands and they are shaking with the nerves going through your body. You look back at the laptop and see he has replied. You open the email and it says. "On my way"

I practically dove for the new comer’s crotch. He dropped his towel revealing another wonderfully thick cock, this time surrounded by bright red hair. “You said you wanted thick boy, well his cock gets nice and thick when he’s pounding a boy hole,” Henry said, patting my head as he walked over to where Tom was on the bed. “Well don’t just sit there and look at it slut,” the man said, “get it in your mouth.” I opened wide and took his semi hard cock in my mouth and started to suck. I worked up quite a good amount of spit slurping up and down the thick rod and soon it was running down my chin as I attempted to swallow his tool. The man seemed to be enjoying himself as he had his hands on the back of my head and had tossed his head back moaning. I looked up at him as I sucked, getting a stunning view of his hard toned body and the ginger fur that covered it. He had the thickest longest pit hair I had ever seen, and for some reason that made my cock pulse. I guess I was learning a lot about myself in those few hours. Tom had started whimpering from the bed behind me and I assumed that Henry was in the process of deep fucking his sweet muscular ass. “Get on the bed next to your friend,” the man commanded, “I think it’s time I breed that pussy.” I pulled off of his cock, letting the now fully hard engorged shaft spring from my mouth, and turned around to get on the bed with Tom. The whimpering I had heard from Tom was in fact caused by Henry deep dicking him. I caught a glimps of Henry’s cock slipping in and out of the jocks now stretched out ring and wondered if my own hole looked as good wrapped around a cock. “Bend over.” I did as I was told, and without any further warning the ginger’s big rough hands were on my hips and his cock head was pressing against my well seeded hole. As he began to penetrate me, stretching my hole wider then ever before with his girthy tool, I once again had a moment of shock that I was actually doing this. But, as his cockhead pressed against my prostate I gave up caring and all I wanted was for him to use my hole good. “His cock is so thick,” Tom whispered to me between moans, “I can’t wait to see what your newbie hole is like afterwards.” “Hungry for more,” I gasped as I felt pubes against my ass cheeks and the ginger man’s balls bounce against my own. “Man this is a sweet wet boy cunt,” the ginger man said, sliding in and out of my hole. He seemed to be intent on slow fucking me but I had other plans and after steeling a quick kiss from Tom I started to slam my self back on his cock. I bounced from head to root over and over again and Henry slammed into Tom like a jackhammer and the ginger man kept up a long string dirty talk about how he was going to breed Tom and me. That’s what I needed, I needed him to breed me, to dump his seed in my hole and I told him so and I milked his cock with my hole. Suddenly Henry let out a cry and collapsed on top of Tom who was moaning wildly as cum flew from his cock without him even having to touch it. This seemed to be too much for the ginger man who grabbed my hips and bottomed himself out and just held me in place as his cock twitched and jerked inside of me shooting long warm ribbons of cum into my intestines. Fuck sweat dripped from the ginger as he held his deflating cock inside of my hole like a stopper, but eventually he let his cock fall from my well used hole and stepped away from the bed. “You weren’t lying, Henry. He’s got a beautiful cunt. I’ll see you in the sling room later if you convince your boys to go.” Cum dripped from my hole down my leg.

Tom’s pink hole was surrounded by dark down hair growing out in a spiral the seeds of a sunflower. I slid my tongue over his hole as Henry had done to me earlier and Tom moaned. His ass tasted sweet and salty, the taste of a real man and I loved it. I lapped hungrily at his hole, pressing my tongue into his hole till it opened up under my attack and my tongue popped in for a brief moment. Tom gasped. I shoved my tongue into his hole, darting it in and out as quickly as I could. Then I lubed up a finger with some spit and slid it into his furry hole. My cock was throbbing as I watched his ass lips cling to my finger. As Tom’s hole opened before me I started to slowly jerk my cock and press another finger against his hole. “Fuck that feels so good. Slide your cock in there.” “What?” “Dump your load in and get my lubed up for your friend’s massive cock.” I had never thought about topping before but his hole was so warm and soft on my fingers I needed to know what it would feel like on my cock. “Get on your knees,” I muttered. Tom scrambled onto his knees presenting his round meaty ass to me, spreading his cheeks wide and winking his hole. I clambered up behind him and pressed my seven inch dick against his spit slathered hole. Feeling some resistance, I backed off slightly, not wanting to hurt him, but Tom had different ideas. He reached back and grabbed my hips pulling me to him in one quick motion, and in doing so bottoming himself out on my cock. We both gasped and a wave of new sensations washed over my body. Tom began to rock back and forth deep fucking himself on my cock. I didn’t know what to do, everything was so new, and even after just a few moment I felt my balls tightening. “Oh fuck,” I groaned, “I’m not going to last long, I’ve never topped before.” “That’s ok, shoot your hot load inside me. Breed my hole.” My balls gave a powerful throb and I thrust my cock as deep as it would go into Tom’s magnificent muscular ass and unloaded. “Well this is not what I expected to find.” As my cock emptied into Tom I looked over my shoulder to find Henry standing in the still open doorway with a tall man with a shaved head and ginger beard. My cock popped from Tom’s hole with a wet squish, as Tom and I turned around. “You load that jock’s hole up good for me boy?” “Yeah!” I replied, perhaps once again a little too excitedly. “Good. Now come over here and suck our new friend’s cock while I give this jock boy the deep breeding he was begging for when I left you two.”

Tom’s style was merciless, he pounded my hole with only his pleasure in mind. The head of his beer can thick cock frequently would slip from my hole and he would simply slam it back inside. I must has been screaming with joy as he opened my ass wider still using only the Henry’s cum as lube. “Man you take cock like a pro for just having your cherry popped kid,” Tom commented as he hammered away. “You like my cum filled ass?” “Jesus yes. I hope you’re ready for another load cause I’m going to fill you up.” He quickened his pace and switched from bucking long dick fucking to jack hammering his engorged tool into my now swollen and stretched sphincter. As he hammered away I could feel spurt after spurt of cum shooting deep into my intestines till at last Tom was still and he held his cock inside my hole while he caught his breath. A thin layer of sweat had formed over the man and he looked like a Greek God from where I lay. Slowly Tom slid his now soft cock out of me and collapsed on the bed next to me. He pulled my face towards him and kissed me again stuffing his tongue in my mouth. “You’re gonna be popular with a hole like that.” “I can’t believe I’ve gotten fucked twice already. I thought I would be lucky to find maybe one guy to fuck me, but two. Wow.” “You could get more,” Henry chimed in, “the night’s still young.” Henry crawled on top of me and kissed first me and then Tom before sliding down my body and lifting my legs in the air exposing my hole once again. “Damn, you really stretched out his hole with that cock of yours,” he commented to Tom and began to lick around my swollen hole. He was rewarded with a small glob of cum that I felt leak from my hole and Henry put my legs down to move up and kiss Tom with their loads still in his mouth. I watched them pass the cum back and forth between the two of them before it was returned to Henry’s mouth and he moved his way down Tom’s body. At first it looked as though he were only going to suck Tom’s cock but then he lifted Tom’s legs like he had just done mine exposing the jock’s round beautiful furry ass and dove in hungrily. Henry pushed the cum he held in his mouth into Tom’s hairy hole with his tongue and then licked his way up the boy’s taint and cock before briefly swallowing his cock hole. Henry pulled off of Tom’s cock and looked up at the now panting jock, “Man I wanna fuck you.” “God yes! But I haven’t been fucked in a long time so it’ll take some work to get your monster up my shoot.” “How about this, our young friend here will eat out your hole while I go find his next top so I can breed your sweet ass while he gets one more load before I take him to the sling room.” “Sounds like a deal,” and Tom spun around on the bed so that his hole was right in my face. “Sure,” I said staring at Tom’s tight pink pucker surrounded by dark brown hair. “Any preference on whose next kid?” “The thicker the better,” the coarseness of my own statement surprised me a little, “I liked feeling all stretched out around your cocks,” and I reached back to finger my own hole while I moved my face closer to Tom’s ass.

We didn’t have to look far, as soon as Henry stood up I saw standing in the door way a tall All-American sorta guy with short cropped brown hair, a swimmer’s body with generous patches of hair growing all over the place and a white towel that was tenting out something fierce. Henry walked over to the guy and extended his hand and introduced himself. “Tom,” the guy replied and stepped into the room. I guessed that he was about twenty-four. “Now Tom, would you believe that that boy laying on the bed with his legs still spred wide and my load dripping out of his ass was a virgin an hour ago.” “No shit?” “No shit, and not only that, today is his 18th birthday.” “That’s one hell of a birthday kid,” Tom addressed to me, and then turning to Henry, “So are you getting to have the fun or are other people getting a shot at him?” “He says he wants more so I suppose go ahead.” Henry stepped to the side and Tom walked over to me. I was extatic, not only had I gotten my cherry popped by a gorgous man, now I was about to be fucked by a guy I would have pegged for a straight jock. Tom undid his towel and let it fall to the floor right before he climbed on the bed and got between my legs. I couldn’t believe the size of his cock, Henry’s was big, but this guy had a can of Guinness with a mushoom on top for a dick. Tom leaned in and kissed me deeply, his cock finding my cummy hole. “Happy birthday,” he started to press inside of me.

I felt heat. In that moment all that I felt was heat and a deep yearning the likes of which I had never felt before. I didn’t care that Henry had left the door open or that I had already seen two guys walk past and take note of my virgin hole being opened wide. “Mmmm,” Henry moaned behind me, “Such a nice sweet twink hole. Love your little pink pucker,” and he dove back in. Henry kept a firm grip on my ass cheeks keeping them spread apart for himself with his massive rough calloused hands. I could feel his salt and pepper beard scraping against my crack every time he moved up and down, and it only added to the joy that I was getting from him opening up my virgin hole with his talented tongue. Something new began to press at my hole along with Henry’s tongue and as it slipped inside I realized that it was Henry’s middle finger. Slowly, very slowly, he slid his long thick digit inside of me, pressing deeper then his tongue had been able to, and all the while keeping up his hungry lapping at my ass lips. He twisted the finger about, slowly with drawing it and then sinking it back in. I rocked back against his finger, pushing my hips up and willing my hole to open wider to take more inside. He must have sensed that I was ready for more because I soon felt a second finger pushing on my hole and after a brief moment of pain, it slid inside too. I gasped and Henry stopped his rabid eating of my hole to ask, “You all right?” “Yeah, I've just never been fingered before.” “You’ve never been fingered? Jesus, have you even been fucked before?” “No.” “Fuck. Now that’s hot. You sure you’re doing all right though?” “Yes, don’t stop. I want more.” Henry dove back between my cheeks and began spilling his ring finger inside of me as well. The third finger took longer then the first two, and I moaned loudly as it finally made its way inside of my hole. And just as Henry started to twist all three fingers around in my hole something changed, I felt as though my hole had suddenly opened wide, as if it had accepted it’s fate and was now ready to swallow Henry’s whole hand. “Oh shit you hole just fucking bloomed boy, you want more fingers or do you wanna try something else?” The sensation of his fingers twisting and sliding in and out of my well-opened hole was over loading my brain to the point where all I could gasp out was, “Yes.” Henry chuckled to himself and said, “Something else it is.”

Henry talked rapidly about things as we walked back to his room, but I was too excited to say much of anything. I was only minutes away from my first real sexual experience with a man and I couldn’t wait. His room was one of the first ones when just after the main lounge area, and Henry quickly unlocked the door with the key around his wrist. Once unlocked he held the door wide for me to go into the small room first. I looked around the little space, a small table on one side, a mirror on the ceiling, and, in the middle of the room, a queen sized mattress on a metal bed frame. I turned to say something to him and he caught me in his arms pulling me close and kissing me. His beard scratched my face and I loved it. I felt him pushing his tongue into my mouth and happily I accepted his tongue, and returned the favor. For a few long moments we stayed like that pressed together tight with our tongues intertwined; until I felt something pressing against my leg. Henry’s cock had started to grow and it felt large, but before I could reach down to feel it Henry started to fall to his knees. He landed softly with his face now at the level of my crotch, my breath quickened. I had seen enough porn to know what happened next, and true to form Henry did just as he was expected. He deftly undid my towel and let it fall to the ground as he, in one gulp, swallowed my average sized cock. There is nothing in porn or erotica that can prepare you for the first time a man swallows your cock whole. I honestly thought that I had died and gone to heaven. His mouth was like warm velvet as he slathered all over my cock, sucking and bobbing up and down. The ecstatic mixture of sensations was almost too much for me and I felt my load building up in my balls. Henry must have sensed it too because right at that moment he pulled of my cock and took both of my nuts in his mouth. I felt my orgasm subsiding with this new sensation and I moaned ever louder. After a few minutes Henry released my nut too and stood back up pulling me into a kiss. I tasted my own salty musk on his tongue and my cock throbbed for more. “Get on the bed,” he whispered, “I wanna eat your ass. Have you ever had your ass eaten kid?” “No never.” “Good,” and he spun me around and half carried half tossed me onto the bed on all fours. My virgin ass was now exposed to him and I hoped that my mission would be completed sooner rather then later. After a brief pause I felt something warm and wet on my hole and I realized a moment later that it was Henry’s tongue. It felt so good as it lapped past my hole, tickling my tight little sphincter. Every once in a while his tongue would press hard against my hole, trying to gain enter to that still virgin territory and I would arch my back in response willing my hole to open for his tongue. It seemed like forever before it happened, and perhaps it was that I had relaxed, or perhaps it was the amount of spit now on my hole or the previously unknown attention that it had received that did it, but suddenly I felt my hole bloom and open for Henry’s tongue. It seemed to have been a moment that Henry had been waiting for because as soon as my hole loosened his tongue redoubled it efforts at entry and he began fucking me with his tongue. I was wild with lust and as I tossed my head from one side to the other I noticed that Henry had not closed the door.

The music was louder hear, and the hallway darker still. The only light came from a few strategically placed track lights or an open door to one of the rooms that lined the hall like a hotel. I walked along slowly, looking in the open doors as I passed. It was like walking through a prono, I had no idea that these sorts of things actually happened in real life. One room contained a man in a sling by himself with a massive toy stuffed in his red puffy ass hammering away at his one hole. Through another open door I saw a boy not much older then me with two men fucking his ass at the same time and another one filling his throat. I was so hard there was no hiding it with the thin black towel I had been given. This was the right place for sure. At then end of the hall I found myself in a large room with a few chairs and couches, and a small scattering of men lounging about. The left hand wall was all glass an looked out only a terrace of some sort, on the right side was a set of double doors with a sign about them reading “Movie Theatre.” I stopped for a moment unsure of where to go, when I notice another sign on the wall opposite me which read, “Pool, Steam Room, and Recreational Rooms are located cross the Patio.” That must be the terrace I had seen. “Steam Room,” I thought, “that sounded like the place to start.” I had barely made it across the terrace when I saw him lounging in a deck chair with his legs spread just enough so that his towel fell open exposing one entire perfect hairy leg. The world seemed to stop, and all the air seemed to go out of me, as I just stood there and looked at him. He had a strong powerful jaw line, accented by his short salt and pepper bear beard, that matched his clean cut salt and pepper haircut. His torso was just a beautiful pile of sculpted muscle under course dark brown hair and olive skin. There was no why he hadn’t noticed me stop mid stride to stair at him and once my gaze made it back to his sharp green eyes from his considerable and barely hidden bulge he was staring right back at me. I tried to smile, but I think I failed to do more then grimace, and attempted to mutter a casual hello that came out way to fast and shrill. “Hiya kid,” he responded. “Hi,” I managed to say a little more calmly this time. “My name’s Tommy.” “Nice to meet you Tommy, I’m Henry.” He got up from his chair and caught his towel just before it fell, but not before I got a glimpse of the thick base of his cock and his thick dense pubes. “You too.” A long moment of silence followed while he walked slowly towards me, “It’s my first time here,” I blurted out, “today’s actually my eighteenth birthday and I’ve been planning this for week. See I live in Marcomb so there nothing really for me out there, and I really don’t want to go to college a virgin so I thought that coming here might help me… well..” He was now only a few feet away from me and I lost my ability to make proper sentences. “I could show you around if you like, sense it’s your first time.” “Sure that would be great.” “Alright. We can go look at the pool and steam rooms, don’t know if the rec rooms are the place to go on your first trip though.” “Rec rooms?” “That’s their PC name, in reality it’s the sling room and the glory holes and the gang bang room and a few others.” “Oh. Well… Just for the tour perhaps.” “All right.” Henry looked me up and down quickly and undoubtedly noticed my unhide-able erection, and smiled to himself. “Well, follow me.” He led me across the terrace and I stared at his broad back and firm juicy ass as he walked a little ahead of me. All the while he told me about different things that went on at the baths and theme nights, he asked me about my family, where I was going to school, any hot guys from high school. When I told him that I was a virgin as we were walking past the pool full of naked swimmers he didn’t seem to miss a beat but I thought I saw something twinkle in his eye. He pointed out the door to the steam room but said we didn’t have to go in at that moment, then he led me down a narrow hall that I would have missed if he hadn’t shown it to me. We rounded to corners before we came to anything but it was worth the walk. We stood looking into a room lit dimply with a few patches of red light coming from somewhere. All around the octagonal shaped room were benches and in the center three slings hung suspended from the darkened ceiling. That early in the night the room only hand a few occupants all of whom were gathered around a big black guy laying in the sling farthest from the door. Henry led on. He showed me the glory hole room, the gang bang room which was shaped like the sling room but was smaller with only one fuck bench in the middle. By this time the smell of sweat and sex and the soft groaning that seemed to come from everywhere like the music and gotten me so turned on that I couldn’t help but rub my cock through my towel. Henry chuckled when he noticed, “A boy your age must be horny all the time.” “You have no idea.” “Let's go back to my room. I’ll work the first one outa you for the night, and then you can go back to exploring. I love blowing eighteen year old cock.” “Sure,” I said a little to eagerly to be cool, but Henry just smiled and turned to lead the way back to the private rooms.

"Now then," he said, his voice low with a grim amusement. "That's just the way to have an impatient boy ready to go." He took a breath, and then his rough finger rubbed between my ass cheeks with one smooth motion. I groaned. He laughed, and once again he moved from the bed and went to the drawer. I turned my head and saw him pull out a large brown jar. He moved back behind me and I heard him unscrew the lid. A moment later, his finger was once again touching my ass, and it was slick with a thick, wet, viscous liquid. "My own recipe," he said. "For bad impatient boys." I groaned again, and he began to rub globs of the stuff up and down between my ass cheeks, his fingers teasing my pucker and smearing the stuff liberally. When his other hand joined - his palm wet with the stuff - and gripped my cock from beneath me, I didn't so much groan as cry out. "Oh yeah," he laughed. "Boy is impatient all right." His finger began to probe my pucker, pushing in just a little at first, but with each successive movement, going just a little further. My skin felt warm where the thick lubricant was slathered, and his hand on my dick began a slow stroke. I whimpered. When he buried his finger to the furthest knuckle, he exhaled. "Okay," he said. Then he started to finger fuck me with three of his rough fingers, with hard, deep thrusts of his hand. At the same time, his grip on my dick with his other hand tightened, and he began to jerk me with hard strokes that made my whole body shake with desire. My skin where the thick liquid had touched it was warm and flushed, and inside my pucker there was a deep heat that was spreading through me with every jab of his fingers. He twisted and fingered me with obvious skill, and I was nearly hyperventilating against the gag. In a time that was incredibly brief and yet made all my body tighten and then release - I came. My load shot from my dick as he jerked me furiously, his fingers diving into my ass on the counter stroke. He milked my cock, tugging and pulling at me until every surge of my load had shot across the pillows and blanket. I whimpered into the gag, and he laughed, letting go of my cock and pulling his fingers out from my ass. "There we go," he said. "That should make the impatient boy happy, eh?" My head sagged between my shoulders, my hands bound to the headboard. I nodded - yes. His voice grew lower. "Now it's daddy's turn."

At first, nothing really happened. I went into the bar, and I paid my cover, and then went to order a beer. I was definitely the youngest person around, and the bar wasn't exactly hopping. The crowd wasn't big, but the guys were - this was definitely a bear and older crowd, and I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb. I drank my beer and glanced around every now and then - a couple of times I made eye contact with some of the men in the room, but most of them seemed to look right through me. I ordered a second beer. "You on your own?" I jumped at the voice, and turned to see who'd spoken. The guy behind me was tall, wide, and stocky. He wasn't handsome - he had some old acne scars across his face, and his nose was a crooked like it had been broken. He had a strong brow and a wide jaw, though. His hair was black, with a bit of salt and pepper sneaking into his sideburns, and a five o'clock shadow that had probably showed up the day before and ignored ever since - the overall effect was to make him incredibly masculine. "Yes," I said. It suddenly occurred to me that this game I was playing - yes/yes/no - meant I'd sometimes end up lying, but so far I'd told the truth. I felt a little rush in my stomach. "Thought so," he said, and leaned past me to order a beer. His arms were thick, and his forearms were covered in a dark hair. "First time here?" he asked me, waiting for his beer. "Yeah," I said. Again my stomach did a little flip. This was kind of fun, in a reckless way. I drank some of my second beer. The man's beer came, and he looked at me again. He hadn't smiled once yet, and his rough voice wasn't exactly friendly, but the next thing he said was, "Mind if I join you?" "Nope," I said, and smiled. My internet pal was a freaking genius. This was insane! I was nervous, but excited. He sat, then stuck up some small-talk that went very oddly given my responses to his yes-no questions and the pattern of yes/yes/no. We talked about the weather (thanks to the timing of some of his yes/no questions, he thought I liked rain better than sunshine), and had a small discussion about football (I had no idea if I made any sense on that topic), all the while I was keeping one of three fingers pressed against my thumb, alternating to keep track of what response was up next if I was asked a yes/no question. I was having fun, in a kind of nerve-wracking way. Then he said, "so you go to bars by yourself often?" "Yeah," I said. I was back at the beginning of the pattern again. I felt myself blush. This was by no means true. He tipped back his beer, smirking a little around the neck of the bottle. "To meet guys?" he asked. "Yes," I said. Oh man. Now I sounded like a complete slut! He nodded, putting the bottle back on the counter. He gave me a long look, then said, "You gonna tell me your name?" "No," I said. I wanted to slide under the bar, my face turned so red. That made him chuckle. "Ah. I get it. You're looking for some no-strings, right?" I nodded. "Yeah." Holy crap! "And you like older fellas like me, eh?" I nodded again. "Yes." He smiled, and on his rough face, that smile wasn't particularly calming. My stomach was tying itself into smaller and smaller knots, and my hands were shaking, but the way the older man was looking at me had me semi-hard in my jeans. "You want another beer before I take you home, boy?" he asked. "No."

GtP-3 After Rick pumped in his fourth load he pulled his semi hard cock out of the punk's hole. He fingered it for a while commenting, "Your hole its so nice and sloppy now. I think its ready for others to use it." Rick released of Jeremy's arms and pulled out a bottle filled with a solution that contained protein, electrolytes and G for the kid to drink. "As you work on replenishing your fluids I'll find you some more poz cock for your hole." This was the first time Jeremy had any clue that Rick had not only HIV+, but had fucked him bareback and cum inside his ass. Jeremy stopped drinking for a moment as he processed what Rick had just told him. "Do you mean you fucked me without wearing a condom?" "Yes I did, boy." "But you agreed we'd play safe." "I never agreed to that boy, you just made the request that we play safe. Once you gave yourself to me to be my bitch you gave up the right to request anything. Before I go and get you some more cocks to breed your hole with I think you need something to keep you flying." Rick produced another prefilled rig to use on the punk. This rig had a little more than what Jeremy got in his first slam. Jeremy watched with interest as Rick administered his second slam; the application of the tourniquet, the alcohol swab over a prominent vein, the needle stuck into the vein, the flash and the emptying of the drug into his arm. Rick told the kid, "Pull that tourniquet off and enjoy the ride while I make some phone calls." As Rick watched, Jeremy reached over and pulled off the tourniquet. The kid felt this slam even more than his first. He coughed out harder and heard a louder ringing as his eyes seemed to roll back into his head. He let out a loud, "OH FUCK!" as the drugs worked their magic on his brain. In his drugged up haze his mind was attempting to comprehend the affects his drug use would have on him. In his tweaked out mind he was becoming addicted when in reality he probably wasn't as addicted as he thought. As he lay there with Steve watching on closed circuit TV, Jeremy started to play with his sloppy, cum filled hole. Rick noticed what the drugged up teen was doing he walked over and began to use various dildos on his hole as he spoke on the phone. After a couple calls he placed the phone down and continued to work Jeremy's hole with a variety of dildos. As he stared to work in some of the larger ones he added some Special K to relax the kid's hole. Once Rick was satisfied that the K was working he removed the dildo he had inside the boy and replaced it with his fingers. The kid easily took for fingers spread apart and Rick felt that his hole was super relaxed he slipped his thumb in along side working his first inside the boy's rectum. Jeremy let out a couple moans and seemed to babble something that Rick could barely make out as, "Oh God I feel so full." Rick looked down at the drugged up boy telling him "Look up into the mirror boy." Jeremy did his best to focus when he noticed that Rick had his fist inside him. Rick told the boy,"You need to drink some more." knowing that the G in the solution would help the kid relax, possibly allowing Rick to work further inside the kid's gut. Jeremy worked on the bottle he was given as he watched Ricks arm disappear into his body. Steve watched in amazement as it took him several tries to just get Rick's fist just inside his hole. As Steve watched he heard a knock at the door. Steve knew what Rick's plan was since he had gone through it a few months back. He opened the door to see three of the guys who fucked him that first night, and he had partied with a few times after, standing at Rick's door. He welcomed them in and showed them the show on the TV. The guys couldn't wait to get down to the play room and at the drugged-up-boy. One of them asked, "How much has he had?" Steve responded saying "Well over two quarters in slams and a little more in a booty bump, a little K to relax his hole along with some G." Another guy asked, "Are you gonna tap that ass, bro?" "Nope, I've got other plans for him. You guys go and enjoy." The three guys headed down to the playroom while Steve continued to watch. When the guys got down stairs they wasted little time and stripped off their clothes. They stood around the drugged up boy as one of them recognized the boy from A4A. "Isn't this that punk that says he's open to new friends but won't talk to anyone with HIV?" Rick let them know, "Yes it is." "How did he get here?" "A friend helped set him up. He thought he was coming over for a night of safe sex, but when he submitted to me he gave up all his rights for the weekend." Rick pulled his arm from the teen's bowels as he told the kid, "Close-up that ass of your's, boy. Squeeze it closed." Jeremy worked his ass closed and he was ready to be used again. As two of the guys took turns at Jeremy's mouth, the third fucked his cum filled hole. Each man deposited two to three poz loads before they called it a night (actually Saturday morning) and went home. During this time Steve crashed on the sofa as Rick continued to invite guys over to fuck his drugged-up play thing.

GtP-P2 Steve sent Rick an e-mail to let him know that the plan was set. Rick replied that he had all that he needed to 'take care of' the little punk. Steve was to be there at a distance to observe the action when Rick was set to meet Jeremy. Steve wound follow the two home and enter Rick's place after the two had entered and proceeded directly to the play room. Steve could let himself in and observe the activity on close circuit TV. Friday night came and as planned Rick was waiting near the bathrooms as arranged. At the appointed time on the dot, Jeremy walked in and headed directly towards Rick. He walked up to the masculine, dominant stud he was going to 'role play' with. Jeremy must have practiced his line cause he said it perfectly, "Will Sir Rick please take me home and make me his bitch!" An evil grin came to Rick's face that seemed to be duplicated on Steve's as he observed the action. Rick's reply was also scripted to put the little punk at ease and throw him off guard. Rick looked him up & down before answering "OK boy. You look like you'd be a good fuck. Let's go!" Rick put his arm around the punks neck (as he did with Steve) and walked out of the place almost dragging the kid with him. From his position it will be difficult for Jeremy to have any idea where Rick was taking him. To add to the confusion, Rick did not take a direct route home. When he finally got Jeremy back to his place Jeremy had no clue where he was or how to get there. Soon his confusion wound grow once Rick got stated with him. Rick took him into the house as planned, and straight down to the basement playroom. Once he had him down there he gave Jeremy his first order, "You look like a good boy. Why don't you show me by stripping down and showing me your body." Jeremy quickly took his t-shirt off, kicked his sneakers off (no socks as instructed), and finally dropped his jeans (no underwear as inducted). Steve turned on the TV just as Jeremy was shucking off his jeans. Rick admired the kid's lean, smooth body making note to comment on what he saw, "I see you shaved as I asked boy. Looks nice to see you all smooth like a prepubecent boy. Now get on your knees." Jeremy quickly sank down to his knees looking up at the dominant stud standing before him. Rick handed Jeremy a small cup (unknowingly to the kid) with some G & a couple crushed up Viagra mixed in cola and told him to drink it all down. Then he gave further instructions for the punk to undress him. Jeremy first removed Rick's boots, then his jeans. As Jeremy opened up Rick's zipper his 9" cock sprung out slapping the kid in the face. A small amount off Rick's precum splashed onto the kid's face as Rick laughed. He then told this kid, "Lick my balls boy." Jeremy licked the man's balls as Rick removed his shirt. Slowly the G began to work on Jeremy as he kneeled before the dominant man. He looked down at the kid as he worked his mouth on the masculine man's nut sack. Steve was enjoying what he was watching as Rick began to do his work with the kid. Next, Rick had Jeremy start to stuck his hard and throbbing cock as it leaked precum all over the kid's face. Jeremy eagerly swallowed the man's pole. After sucking Rick's cock for a while Rick looked down at his prey and told him, "get your ass in the sling boy. It's time to tie you up and make you my little bitch." Jeremy quickly stood up and hopped in the sling. Rick walked over, placed the kids ankles and wrists in restraints. The kid had no clue what was about to happen as the G & Viagra took effect. Rick pulled out a needle filled with a full quarter of Tina. Jeremy began to panic as he watched Rick fill the syringe with an ample amount of water that would allow the crystal to dissolve. Jeremy quickly said, "Hey, we never talked about needles." "Boy, you agreed to be my bitch and therefore gave all control to me. I will decide what you get, how much you get and in what manner you will get it. If you don't shut the fuck up I'll gag you, got it?" Jeremy was shocked at how he was now being treated. He was already feeling the effects of the G with feeling very horny when Rick stated to prep his arm. The kid's cock was hard as steel showing that the Viagra was working. Rick reached down and stroked the bound punk's hard prick a few times as he said, "It looks like you're enjoying yourself so far. I just want to be sure you'll be denying yourself the entire weekend you're here." A little moan escaped through Jeremy's lips as Rick dropped his cock and returned his attention to administering the drugs to the bound boy. Rick placed the tourniquet around his arm looking for a good vein too hit. Jeremy watched with fear as Rick wiped the area with an alcohol wipe and stuck the point in the punk's arm. Rick pulled back on the plunger getting a small flash of blood in the barrel before slowly pushing the plunger down emptying the contents into Jeremy's arm. Inwardly Jeremy was freaking out. He didn't know if he was going to freak out or OD and die. He had heard that once you tried Tina you could be addicted easily. In his mind he had become addicted to Tina with that one slam. He continued to watch as Rick pulled the tourniquet off his arm. Jeremy felt the drug race up his arm, into his chest when he suddenly found it difficult to breath. He let out a couple strong coughs as his ears began to ring and the drug took control of his mind and body. Jeremy could feel his heart begin to beat faster as it seemed that the temperature in the play room jumped. You could tell that his breathing had become faster and deeper by how his chest was moving. Steve enjoyed everything he witness on the TV as Rick moved in for the 'kill'. He moved between the bound teen's legs and started to finger the boy's hole. "I know you're liking how the drugs make you feel. Why don't we add a nice booty bump to increase the hunger in your neg hole." Rick put a generous amount of Tina on his fingers and worked them, along with some lube, into Jeremy's neg ass. Jeremy felt the burn as the shards began to melt and seap into his blood stream. Jeremy's first exposure to drugs had his mind spinning. He never felt so horny in his life. All he knew now (at least in his mind) was that he was becoming a drug addict and needed to be fucked. "How's my little punk doing now? Are you ready for the time off your life?" All Jeremy could muster was, "Oh fuck!" Rick stood with his hard cock pointing towards the punk's neg cunt, "Yeah, you're ready." Rick then shoved the full length off his cock inside the drugged up boy eliciting a loud moan from the boy. He showed no mercy as he power fucked the bound boy. Jeremy looked down at the stud without any idea that Rick was fucking him raw. He just laid there moaning with every thrust. Then he noticed that his cock had shriveled from its hard 7" to maybe 2". Rick played with his soft cock as the boy continued to moan The bound boy tried to figure out why he wasn't hard. "Normally I'm hard as steel when I get fucked. Why am I so soft?" "Boy you're soft cause you're a bottom bitch and that's your place in life." Rick wasn't ready to tell the little cunt that he had Tina dick from the large slam of 0.5 he was given. Steve continued to watch as Rick fucked into the punk. He knew Rick was about to give the kid his first charged load. Steve recalled being on the receiving end of Rick's power fuck and that when he was close to Cumming when he began to fuck harder. Steve had his hard cock in hand when he heard Rick scream out, "FUCK, TAKE MY CHARGED LOAD BOY!" Steve wasn't sure the kid knew what Rick meant by 'charged load' but he knew once the punk got the fuck flu he'd know (or be told). Rick deposited a total of four loads inside the drugged up teen as Steve watched and enjoyed the show.

Matt fucked me twice more before John got home and helped me get dinner ready. I managed to get his 6th load in just over 24 hours when getting up to piss around 2 am. Mark must have heard me flush the toilet because as I exited the bathroom he was waiting for me. He pushed me back in, slid his collar around me and had me grab the pedestal sink as I got behind me. We both watched each other in the mirror as he fucked his desire and charged seed up my ass. I wanted what he wanted and I took what he wanted to give, At his command I promised Matt that I would offer my ass to John every night or morning while he visited so John could share in our special connection. John was only too happy to oblige my horny self. I got John to admit that he had always fantasized about fucking me after another man had used me and Matt loved hearing that and said he was happy to fulfill his ex’s fantasy and my fantasies as well. I really skimped on work the rest of the week. Matt and I did some site seeing but even then it had sexual energy and exploits. While biking around the famous Chain of Lakes, Matt managed to find private spots where he could use me. (I recommend exploring Minnehaha Falls Park) The recitation of the number of loads went up daily and now I replied “thank you, sir” after each one. It seemed like Matt wanted to fuck me after another man used me. He did so each day since John was fucking me with renewed vigor. Matt got a devilish look when he asked me about Bare Ass Beach. Apparently he had heard about this notorious cruising spot on the Mississippi. I knew where it was and he asked to bike over to see it. I did as he requested. We got there after a light lunch. Matt had made me wear my shortest shorts and a skin tight wife beater. We locked our bikes and walked down; Matt put the collar on and grabbed my ass. I knew what he wanted. We cruised together. I was afraid of running into someone I knew, but Matt said I could just introduce him to anyone and say he wanted a guide so he would feel safe. We stumbled onto a small group of guys in a wooded copse and after he decided it was cool, Matt yanked my shorts down. He bent me over a tree that had fallen down, spit on my ass and slid in. That got everyone’s attention! Matt said he wanted to whore his boy out and were there any takers? A hairy bear was first and offered his dick to my mouth. I could hear Mark whispering in his ear—something about wanting that guy to shoot his load in my bare ass. I had the bear hard and wet with spit and when Matt withdrew, the bear took his place after softly asking him something. Matt grinned and spread my ass for Mister Bear. It was a nice thick piece of meat and it pushed right in. Five minutes later I heard him grunt and felt his dick pulsing. “Good boy!” Matt praised. Three of the other four guys seeded my ass while the forth wanted to just get sucked off. Matt seemed most pleased and he goaded each one to cum in his boy. I thanked each one for their donation. Matt didn’t count any of those loads to his tally. He was ready to add his own distinctive brew to the mix. Matt told me how proud he was of me submitting to those strangers. He told me that the bear was poz and had asked him if he could shoot in me. That is why he had made such a point of spreading my ass for him. “Boy, you are now free to be the receptacle for men that you were meant to be” he explained. A chill went through me, but I just nodded saying “Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.” Matt was up to number lucky 13 in three days as we biked home. On his last day he added some Crisco to the mix as he fingered my cummy ass. Matt became the first man to fist me and he was damn good at it. I shot like crazy without touching myself with Matt explaining that he was working his load deep inside me. We lay together as he articulated his thoughts. He explained that some of his initial motivation was payback and resentment of my partner, but it was more than that. He wanted to teach me about being free to explore my darkest desires. He also felt a need to bond with me and he sensed that I wanted that as well. He started kissing me again and I responded as always. I think he wanted to try a few more things so he timed his breath so he could blow his breath into my lungs. That made me crazy with desire! We shared our very breaths just as we had shared our very DNA. When he finally fucked me that last time he asked me directly if I wanted his positive cum and I asked for it. Once I directly asked, it was very easy to beg for it and Matt was very pleased to share it with me. Epilogue Matt said John and I were very welcome to visit him in San Francisco—either together or one on one as he glanced at me. He also said he had a thank you gift for each of us that he would send when he got back home. John and I never made that trip. I think John wasn’t that interested and we tended to travel east anyway. Matt met a man and fell in love and then got sick and died all in the space of a few years. I was glad he wasn’t alone and we talked on the phone weekly towards the end. I got very sick about a month after Matt left. I never told John what had happened and neither did Matt. Matt knew what had happened and he said he was bonded to me in a way no other man ever would be. I got really sick years later but I lucked out as the “cocktail” was now available. I am still with John although in an open relationship. Oh, and the thank you gifts from Matt? John got a San Francisco snow globe to go with collection, a sterling San Francisco souvenir spoon and a vintage San Francisco kitchen towel. I got some Castro themed t-shirts, a San Francisco pullover and a videotapes marked “Tours of San Francisco”. His note to me said that if I appreciated the San Francisco video we had watched I would love these! I read between the lines and watched it by myself. It started off as a travelogue style video but it soon changed to something much more personal. Matt and I were starring in our own porn! It seemed that Matt had brought his camcorder with him and had hid it several times both in his guest room and in John and my bedroom. I have since transferred the tape to a DVD and I still watch it sometimes to relive the time I got pozzed.

I was asleep almost as soon as I hit the pillow. I didn’t hear the door open, but I felt Matt sit on the bed. I didn’t say a word pretending I was sleeping. Maybe he would give up and I could pretend last night hadn’t happened. No such luck. After a minute Matt got up and then lifted the sheet to join me in bed. I was on my side facing the wall and that left my backside exposed to Matt. Now what should I do? That thought vanished as Matt made his move. He surrounded my body, erection against ass, one hand reaching under my arm to grab my chest and the other arm holding my head in place so he could ravish my neck with his mouth. I wanted to confront him, but I was hard as a rock and tingling with anticipation (apologies to the Rocky Horror Picture Show). After softening my resistance, Matt asked if I was awake. I laughed. “I want you” he said earnestly. I didn’t say anything so he continued. “Last night was one of the hottest nights of my life. I wanted you from the descriptions I had heard on the phone from John and when I met you, I couldn’t resist you.” “Resist ME?” I snorted. “It seemed like you took what YOU wanted!” I was mad now and I turned over—to hell with my hard on. Matt looked a bit sheepish, but he stood his ground. “I didn’t rape you…you could have stopped me easily. Maybe I seduced you, but you wanted it, too!” I was trembling and upset. He continued. “I meant it when I said I can read men and based on chemistry, what you told me and what John has told me about your interests, you like submitting to a man in charge.” I sniffled “You shouldn’t have cum in me…” He nodded his head and said “Yeah…maybe not, but you wanted it—you asked for it!” “What the fuck?” I spit. He explained “Come on, don’t you remember telling me not to stop, to continue fucking you like I was fucking you? What were you expecting? I said I’d pull out if you wanted me to, but you told me not to stop.” I responded less forcefully “I meant don’t stop fucking like you were fucking, not don’t stop cumming in me!” Matt just stared at me for a long moment and wiped the few tears on my cheeks and then pressed his lips against mine—hard. I closed my eyes and didn’t respond right away. He grabbed my body hard and said “Kiss me!” His tongue invaded when I tried to reply and he quickly took control of my mouth. The heat of his body, his throbbing dick pressed against me and everything else made me kiss him back. “That’s it—give into me” he whispered. I was. Looking back I wonder if we were having a battle of sorts or were we performing an elaborate dance? Matt rolled me on my back and continued to deep kiss me. He took his time and I was responding. When he went for my neck I cried out and put my arms around him locking him against me. Our grunts and groans were peppered with his words like “That’s it—give into me! I’m making you mine! I want you!” When Matt had my resistance down for the count, he moved up my body and presented his dick to my lips. When I didn’t do anything he grabbed another pillow to prop my head up and placed his hands on my head and told me to suck it. I opened up and did what he commanded. He pulled out and told me to lick his nuts and I did. I was surprised when he turned around and presented his hairy ass to my mouth. He spread his cheeks and told me to kiss it. Fuck—that was something John does all the time! I tentatively kissed his hole and then he said to just touch his hole with the tip of my tongue. I knew then that John used to do that with Matt because I was used to this scenario. Soon I was fucking his ass with my tongue while he gave me words of encouragement. I love rimming a hairy hole! “Shit! I don’t want to cum yet” Matt rasped. He got off the bed, grabbed me by the hand and yanked me up to follow him. He took me to the bathroom and told me to get cleaned up. I said I had showered earlier, but he grinned like the Cheshire Cat when he said I didn’t mean for you to shower. When I looked at him with confusion he pointed out the “special” attachment that was on our shower hose. I was about to object but he told me to get a move on it—he had a surprise for me. I was still kicking myself for the fuck prepping. Yes, I was turned on, but I couldn’t risk infection…assuming I had escaped it so far. I grabbed my emergency kit from the medicine cabinet—a small Ziploc bag with an individual sized container of lube and a few condoms along with a safer sex brochure courtesy of out local AIDS nonprofit. John didn’t wear protection with me, but if Matt and I were going to fuck, Matt was going to suit up! I found Matt in my bedroom, well our bed room—as in John and mine. Matt wasn’t quite naked, he was wearing a full body harness and leather hat. He looked hot as hell in it and I realized that I hadn’t really sized him up like I was now. The harness was good quality—not that stiff leather crap that leather-wana-bees wear to act hot at our local leather bar. The subtle leather of his harness fit him perfectly. I noticed his hairy chest with nipple rings adorning. Speaking of piercings, he was also wearing a low gauge and quite prominent PA. Maybe it was the cock ring, but his dick stood straight out like a weapon. Matt reached behind him and grabbed a collar off the dresser. John was rather dominant and was certainly the top in our relationship, but we hadn’t really done any leather sex or whatever you wanted to call it. I knelt when Matt told me to and when he placed the collar on me, I felt a rush go though me—I was in new territory!