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Chapter II. Adam proposed that the five of us go back to his studio and get some photos taken. Danny and Sam were all up for it, especially since it seemed likely that they’d get to play with Adam. Three POZ cocks and the two of us seemed risky, but I knew and trusted Danny and Sam. After all, they could have stealthed us the last time we had all played together, and they knew Adam; I wondered how well they really knew him, since they didn’t seem to know that he was also POZ. My boy looked at me as if to say, ‘let’s do this now! I’m horny!’ I nodded assent, and we got the check. Adam had had less to drink, so he volunteered to drive Danny’s car. I sat in the front, with my boy tightly sandwiched between Danny and Sam. Of course, the three of them were making out as soon as Adam pulled out of the parking lot. By the time we had reached Adam’s studio, Danny and Sam were taking turns swallowing my boy’s cock. My boy didn’t even bother to pull his pants all the way up as they stumbled into the studio. Adam led us to a velvet couch in the middle of a big room. The four of us sat there as he switched on lights and got his equipment and camera together. ‘You four want to play as a group or as two couples?’ Sam suggested we do both. My boy and I made out as Adam snapped away. The sound of the camera’s shutter clicking was totally turning me on as I helped my boy slip out of his clothes. Danny and Sam stood over by Adam suggesting poses and camera angles. By the time my boy and I were naked, hard, and dripping, Danny and Sam were ready to switch places. My boy and I got off the sofa and the other guys took our place. They made out as they tore each others clothes off. They were 69ing on the cushions when Adam suggested we join in. My boy and I knelt in front of the sofa as Danny guided my mouth to his cock, and Sam guided my boy to his. We blew them for a few minutes and then Danny and Sam went down on us. God, those POZ fuckers both gave great head. Just then, Sam’s phone started ringing. I was shocked when he popped up off my cock and walked across to his pile of clothes and answered. From the look and sound of things, it was a work call. He needed to go help his boss out of a sticky situation at some country club. Danny looked annoyed, but agreed to head over there with him as Sam was still pretty drunk. They got dressed and headed out. I walked them to the car thanking them for a good time, and for agreeing to still play with me and my boy on safer terms. They both gave me a big hug then hopped in the car, planning to come back and pick us up to drive us back to our car as soon as they were finished. When I got back inside, Adam was standing next to the couch, his shirt now untucked, more or less hiding his crotch. I had noticed before that he must have been getting hard as he photographed the four of us fooling around. My boy was grinning as he posed leaned over the couch, fingering his ass, which was already shiny with lube or something. Adam had me take my clothes off again and stand beside the couch so my boy could blow me. After a few minutes, I really had to piss so I backed away and left the studio, heading down the hall as Adam directed. When I came back a few minutes later, Adam was sitting on the sofa next to my boy’s upturned ass, which seemed totally wet. My boy was pulling his cheeks apart exposing his hole as Adam took some closeups of his winking pucker. It dawned on me that his ass would have only gotten that wet if Adam had been eating him out. I figured that was fine with me. We both knew he was POZ, which meant that if it came to fucking, he’d have to bag up. Adam smiled at me and excused himself to go to the bathroom too. He shirt was still untucked, but I could see a dark spot that must have been precum. I figured he must have been turned on to soak through his pants and his shirt! Alone with my boy, I asked if Adam had been playing with his ass. He confessed, kind of guilty. I told him it was totally fine, and reminded him how much it turned me on to watch him give himself to other guys. ‘Adam doesn’t play safe,’ was all he said. I figured, whatever, then I’ll be the only guy fucking my boy today, but it dawned on me that they must have talked about fucking when I was out of the room. I wondered how much farther my boy would let things go if I found an excuse to leave the room. Adam came back but this time had lost his shirt. Fuck, he had a hot body. Spreading across his massive right pec was a biohazard tattoo. My boy and I both knew what that meant, and I could see my boy drool. Adam picked up his camera again and had me get on my knees. My boy spun around, ass upturned. Adam got on the sofa behind him as he shot my boy deep throating me. Adam nudged himself closer and closer to my boy’s prone ass. I could see he was hard as he pressed against my boy’s ass. My boy clearly liked it as he pushed back. Adam kept dry-humping him as my boy slobbered all over my dick. I looked up to see the tip of Adam’s glistening cock peeking out over the waist of his jeans. A nice uncut helmet oozing POZ precum. I thought that might be the moment to excuse myself, wanting to see how badly my boy wanted this POZ hunk to fuck him. I so desperately wanted to see his hole leaking cum again that it was starting to not bother me if it was POZ cum or not! To be continued…

First post guys, I've been inspired by some really hot content on here and thought I'd stop being a spectator. Let me know what you think and if you want more. Tanner was destined to be an amazing athlete - that's what his coaches had always said, the boy had commitment, drive, energy and, above all else the raw physical stamina and speed needed to be a really great little athlete. He could pretty much get a scholarship for anywhere at the rate he was going and, two-weeks after his 18th birthday had colleges across the country begging him to attend. He was a 6ft tall, blond adonis: soft blue eyes, tan skin, gorgeous jawline with a dusting of dark blonde stubble - if athletics didn't want him, he could have made a fortune as a model: every girl who saw him wanted him and every boy was desperate to be him or, be in him. However, as far as Jake had got out of him, he'd only had two girlfriends in the past and never fucked - just some oral. So a tight little virgin too. I'm something of a sportsman myself well.... more of a hunter to be fair I'm 42 years old and probably in the best shape of my life. I'd packed on the muscle and my hairy chest expanded with even the slightest breath. I was built like a bear but with a body carved from stone after spending hours at the gym and on the field. I was a burly guy and, so I'd been told, a hot, daddy type. That suited me fine as I liked nothing more than dicking hot young twinks and jocks, letting them feel safe in my company before chemming up their innoncent cunts with G and Tina and fucking them full of my poz-babymakers. I'd played sports when I was young and there was something about the smell of a jock that got my juices going and, by far, my greatest conquest, was a local swimmer boy - Jake. A few years' ago I'd been at a swim-meat, scouring for talent when he was competing in his first adult competition: by farm the hottest boy in the entire place, fresh-faced 18 year old perfection.Tight, lean muscle, black hair, green eyes, big package - I had to have him. He ended up winning his competition and, that night, having chatted to him previously and asserted myself as a trust-worthy older jock type, invited him back to my room, smoked him out and fucked his tight, gold-medalled cunt into the chem stratosphere. Jake was a favourite bottom of mine from there on in and, right up until he left for college - we'd fucked a few of his school friends and swimming buddies into the poz brotherhood but, our dual hunts came to an end when he left: or that's what I thought. Tanner had applied to Jake's college and was thinking about joining their athletics programme. Jake had been 'buddied' up with the boy to try and convince him - Jake took that responsibility very seriously as soon as he saw Tanner's gorgeous body. I got a phone call from Jake that night, desperate for me to help him 'convince' Tanner to attend. Having heard Jake's description of the little 18 year old stud, I was intrigued and, when Jake mentioned Tanner was going to stay with him at his frat-house for the Easter weekend - couldn't turn down the invitation of pozzing another little jock boy. All of Jake's frat would be home for easter and we'd have his place to ourselves. More to come... Tanner would arrive on Friday and I would arrive on Saturday. Tanner and Jake would spend Saturday morning getting 'sports enemas' at Jake's local health centre ("you know" he'd told Tanner "it's super good for athletes") and then he'd drop Tanner off at the house where I'd be waiting before heading out on an 'errand' leaving me with the hot little, cleaned-out stud. I'd make him feel comfortable, get him used to my presence, spend the rest of the day getting in the boy's head before Jake returned with enough Tina to turn the boy from neg innocent to poz pig in three easy steps. I'd send Jake out to a dealer I knew in the area, a real 'good-guy' with a sweet supply of everything you'd need for a night of long-jock-dicking. He'd have everything I need for a four-day weekend of hole-wrecking. I'd phoned ahead - boys like Tanner don't come around so often; his initiation had to be special, dedicated and long. You don't just fuck a boy like Tanner, you have to ruin a boy like Tanner. "Mention my name to Steve" I said to Jake, "He'll have a kit ready for me - it'll have everything I need" "What about money?" Jake said I laughed, "Don't worry, Steve is going to get paid in other currency" I said, grinning. "Hahaha...sweet" Jake said and disappeared out the door leaving me in my web - waiting for my prey. Saturday came around, I'd flown cross-state rather than drive and got a taxi to the frat house from the airport. The boys were already out so, using the key Jake had sent me, I made myself comfortable, surveying the house for the perfect 'pozzing space'. Around mid-morning the door opened and the boys tumbled in, laughing like regular 'bros'. "Hey there" I shouted from the living room. "Ah, hey man!" Jake said warmly, coming into the room and giving me a bear-hug - fuck I'd missed how that tight torso felt against my own abs. "Hey, Tanner, this is Simon...Si this is Tanner...a hot new recruit" I caught Jake's eyes as he said the last words and smirked. "Hey dude" Tanner said, shaking my hand firmly. He was even better than Jake described - tall, muscular, ripped stud with short, cropped blond hair and piercing baby-blue eyes, thick calves and the roundest, most perfect little ass. The boy was gorgeous, hours in the gym, hours on the track...I couldn't wait for him to spend hours on all-fours. We all talked for a bit, laughed about the enemas (got our little friend talking about sex as quickly as we could) before Jake made his excuses and promptly left leaving me to relax and prep our gorgeous boy-toy. Tanner was awkward at first but, I soon got him talking, confiding in me - it was a gift really, I guess the age differential made boys think I was trustworthy. He told me about the girls back home and how they gave the worst head... "You ever let a boy suck you" I said nonchalantly, he visibly jumped "No!" He said, agitated I laught "jeez dude, fuck! It's just a dick and a mouth - do you honestly think it fucking matters?" He relaxed and, we went back and forth like that for a bit till I made an excuse to look at a picture hanging behind him. I stood directly in front of him, my cock visibly pulling at the fabric of my jeans, pretending to admire the painting. "Dude...you've got a monster..." Tanner said almost without thinking. "Oh, this" I said, forcing a bit more blood into my already firm dick. He looked up at me and, as he did, I saw a tiny window of opportunity. As we locked eyes, I grabbed his chin and softly kissed his beautiful lips. He pulled away for a moment, his chin still in my hand before once again joining my lips against his and kissing. For a boy without experience he wasn't a bad kisser - a bit hesitant but, that would change. I leaned in, lowering myself onto him, straddling him as he sat on the chair. "I've... I mean, I'm not..." he said, braking the kiss. "shhh" i said, pushing my tongue back into him as he moaned. "Don't worry" I whispered back, "we're just fooling around" "Yeah" he laughed, nervously, shifting his weight around on the chair so as not to let his erect cock touch me. "Listen dude, Jake isn't back for ages - let's just enjoy ourselves, yeah?" "Ok" Tanner said, as we kissed again and I slipped my hand up his polo to feel those stong, taught ab muscles. "Jesus" I thought "this boy is going to get so fucked" We made out for a long time, building his trust, elevating the boy's hormones - getting that consuming, teenage testosterone pumping through his veins. We'd moved to the floor and I'd managed to pull his pants and briefs down to expose that round little jock-butt. As we moaned into each other I began pushing the boy's boundaries - literally, maneuvering myself behind him as he squatted on all fours. "Time to show you what your anus can really do" I thought as I spat on my index finger and, finding his virgin tight boy hole, began pushing in. He started to squirm away from me but, I held his legs fast under mine and kept my finger pressing against his sphincter. A bit more saliva and my finger pushed past the tight walls of his outer ring, feeling it pulse and contract around my knuckle. The boy was going to be a tight ride, that was for sure (at least, at first anyway) and, as I massaged the lining of his cunt I couldn't help but loose myself in the silk lining of that glorious little boy-pussy, probing it with my finger like I was making love to that tight hole. It was almost too good; whole minutes passed before I realised I still had work to do - this boy wasn't nearly ready to become the cumdump he was made to be; in one move I whipped my finger out of his puckering hole. "That good baby boy?" I said, as his ass closed tight behind me. "Fuck yeah" he responded, "never knew it could feel that good" "It's going to get so much better" I whispered in his ear, resting my cockhead against his perfect butt as I bit his neck and ear. I felt him tense up as my cock rested against his hole: I loved the electricity that seemed to dance over his skin with the thrill of doing something 'forbidden', his breathing deep, shallow, masculine. "You thinking about getting fucked there boy?" He bit his lip and, I could tell he was still conflicted. "We totally don't have too" I said, teasing his hole with the tip of my finger. "Don't even worry, we can just fool around" I assured, picturing that perfect pink hole stretched about my hairy arm as I massaged some random, anonymous cum into the walls of his teenage, partied-out, boy-hole. "Yeah, maybe..Do you mind? Maybe we could just fool around a bit" he said, as I gently pushed my digit back into him. "...Besides" he moaned as I finger fucked him. "Jake will be home soon" My eyes darted to the clock on the wall above the chair... "8:45pm...15 minutes...Jake better be here then" I thought, as I worked that boy's hole over. There was going to come a point when I'd simply end up raping Tanner without some good ol'fashioned chemical lovin. I pulled my finger out of him and replaced it with my tongue: feeling him contract even more against the new experience: his clothed jock-body shivering in front of me as his outer ring quivered and expanded as my tongue probed deeper.

I was spacing in and out, enjoying the sensation of the new bigger plug in my hole, the chems flowing through my body had me all worked up. Mikey came back into the room, this time with a third guy. I recognised this one from a previous one night stand, Dave, but he'd been the bottom that time. Dave was maybe 25 if he was a day and clearly worked out, a buff gym tight body, big smooth chest, thick arms. He had a big smile on his face as he admired my position in the sling and the butt plug filling my fuck hole. "Outstanding...you want some more cock whore?" "Yeah, mate, I need more cock, fucking fill my hole" "I plan on it" He dropped his shorts to reveal a nice thick 7inch cut cock, it was really thick and growing to attention. Mikey came up behind me and this time he positioned a bottle of poppers at my nose, holding one nostril closed "breathe deep baby". I did as I was told, deep breaths from one nostril, then the other. A few seconds later the rush hit me, as it did Dave started to remove the butt plug, it sprung out of my hole with a rush of cum. "Oh fuck you been busy with this one already Mikey!". Dave threw the butt plug to one side and positioned his cock at my opening, he slowly began to slid it inside me. Too slow, I wanted him to pound me, fuck the hell out of me. "Faster Dave, fucking give me that dick". "Not so fast baby, your going to enjoy this". He kept his slow deliberate pace, filling my hole with his cock in a slow deep thrust. Then once he was balls deep he held it there, leant down and kissed me deeply grinding deeper still inside me. Then he leant back and started to slowly and rhythmically thrust into me, the pace was just this side of too slow for me I wanted more, almost as if his thick cock wasn't enough for me any more. "I dunno Mikey, I don't think cock is doing it for this boy any more", Dave said as he kept sliding in and out. "I know Dave, I think you might need to fist punch that cunt" In my haze the only part of that sentence I could process was fist, they were going to fist me, but I was way too tight for that. My hole had always been tight it's what guys loved about fucking me, I could milk their dicks with my arse. As I was trying to process this, Mikey placed the poppers at my nose again, I started breathing the fumes enjoying the sensation mixed with the slam. Dave pulled out of my hole, and kneeled behind me then I felt his fingers exploring my opening. First three, then four, he started working them in and out of me, my hole opening and closing more slowly each time, then he added the fingers from his other hand, stretching and probing. As this was going on I was still breathing the poppers, and moaning like a bitch in heat. The feel of his hands working my hole open, stretching it were amazing. I was having the greatest ride of my life. "I think he's ready now" Dave pulled both hands from my hole, then I felt his knuckles pushing inside me, "Oh Fuck" I moaned "It's okay baby your so open and ready, take another hit on the poppers and I'll slide right in" The poppers were back and I breathed deep and held it, as I did Dave pushed is fist inside me, "OH MY GOD FUCK YES", he held it for a moment, allowing me to adjust to the intrusion, there were so many sensations all at once I took another hit of the poppers, and then he started to work it deeper inside, before pulling back out again. "Oh Fuck YEAH!!!, fucking fist punch my cunt!" I was begging for his fist back inside me, it wasn't cock but it was somehow better, I had no idea what was going on but here I was strapped into a sling one dude feeding me poppers the other fist fucking my hole as I moaned and begged for it over and over. "Fuck Me Fuck Me Fuck Me Fuck Me Fuck Me". As Dave continued to work his fist in and out of my hole I started to space out.... ...I don't know what happened, I think I passed out from a combination of the poppers and the slam, I woke up and I was lying on a bed in a room I didn't recognise. As i started to stir, I realised my hole was empty, I slid my hand down to explore it, every touch from my finger like a bolt of electricity shooting through me, it was empty and need to be filled. I was softly moaning fingering myself when a door opened and light from the hall spilled in as five guys entered the room and gathered around the edges of the bed, naked and stroking there cocks, Mikey was amongst them and they were all looking at me like I was about to be the main meal, "Fill my fucking hole", I lied back and spread my legs and arse cheeks wide..... More to come.

As the clock reached 9pm, I pulled my tongue out of him - kneeling behind him to admire my work. Tanner's little boy-pussy was begging to get filled as it glistened with spit, radiating jock-boy warmth. Tanner's cock had snaked out of his briefs and was oozing a stream of clean, teen-boy pre-cum; a whole silver thread of it connected his cock to a pool below. As I looked at the boy before me I couldn't help but marvel at his genes. Surfer God body with the face of a chiseled jock model - their wasn't an angle, pants around his knees, t-shirt pushed up his back, from which he couldn't be admired; his sparkling, innocent eyes fluttering against the pleasures emanating from his anus. "I'll get you there" I thought to myself as I dove under him, looping my tongue about the string of pre-cum oozing from his cock. Swirling it around my mouth: savouring the sweet, salty taste of his negboy juice - like 18 year-old, fine fucking wine: this boy literally tasted as good as he looked and I licked up every last drop of his perfect pre-spunk from the floor under him - running my tongue across the slick floor till it was clean and gone. As I finished, I quickly tossed Tanner around, pulling his tight, tan frame under my naked, muscled body, joining him in a deep, penetrative cum-kiss - pushing my slick, pre-cum covered tongue into his surprised mouth, forcing him to taste it, enjoy it: his own, pure, sweet teen-boy pre-jizz, swirling it round his hot mouth as I held him in place. He barely resisted; his senses in overload. He made a vain attempt to try and kick me off him but couldn't - or didn't. Either way, he eventually let out a deep sigh and reciprocated the kiss, swapping his sweet nectar back and forth with me, eventually swallowing it as we broke the kiss. "Such a fucking slut" I thought, running my hands through his blonde hair. The door-bell rang as I wiped my mouth along my forearm, smelling remnants of his precious pre-jizz in the fur of my forearm. Tanner suddenly seemed to wake-up as soon as he heard the door-bell. "Fuck!" he almost yelled, fumbling to get out of me like a caged animal. "Come on Dude" he whispered, nervously struggling to pull his jeans up from around his knees. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" he chided as I got up, pulled on some sweats and strode to the door.

I had been horny all week not able to get out and play with any of my regular fuck buddies my hole was hungry. I was idly cruising squirt waiting to see if one of my regular fuck buds showed up, no luck. I was about to give up and log off when a chat request popped up. I didn't recognise the user name, but the pic looked intriguing, and older daddy type in reasonable shape. "Hey you looking to play?" Indeed I was, the horniness was driving at this point, "Yeah mate, you can host?". A few seconds passed before the response "Yeah, here's my address be here in half an hour" And with that I quickly put on my come fuck me out fit, a tight jock strap, tight little white footy shorts and a dark singlet. I jumped in the car and drove over, with that nervous mix of anticipation and excitement, my hole twitching at the thought of some hot cock. I arrived at a fairly average house on a quiet street, no activity nearby, I realised all of sudden how late it had gotten, had to be close to midnight. Not that i cared, there was a slight chill in the air and I could hear some music coming from inside the house as I approached the door. I knocked, and heard some activity inside. The door opened to the guy from the pics he looked even better in person, he was wearing nothing but a towel and a smile "Hey mate come on in", I slipped passed and felt him admiring my tight arse in my shorts. I was in the living room, a big screen TV was playing a bareback porno, a guy on screen was getting it good and deep. This made my cock start to stir and strain against my jock, in the middle of the room between the lounge and the tv was a massage table. As I was taking this in my host had closed the door and dropped his towel. "I thought you might like a massage to help you relax". I was admiring his cock, had to be 8 inches and was only half hard at best. "That would be awesome mate", I replied and started to shed my clothes, I didn't need much encouragement at this point, and my cock was becoming uncomfortable in my jock. As I bent over to drop my shorts, he came up behind me cupping one of my cheeks in his hand, a finger ever so slightly working towards my hole. "Very nice mate" "Thanks" I don't get too many complaints I cheekily replied, "Bet you don't, if you don't mind I'm gonna give that some special attention when you're on the table, I have a special oil that will get you nice and slippery". As I got onto the table and positioned my head on the cut out, I said "Sounds good mate, been a while so I'll be a little tight". As I positioned my self I heard him getting his equipment together, then at the massage table head opening a cup with a straw appeared, "Gotta keep your fluids up mate" I took a big sip without even asking what it was, it was water but there was something else I didn't recognise. As I finished the contents of the cup I started to feel very relaxed and warm, I'd never done anything stronger than vodka and at first thought maybe there had been some in the drink. Then I felt his hands spreading warm oil all over my back, and as promised extra attention on my arse. He was kneading and spreading my meaty cheeks and I felt extra oil dripping on my hole. I was really enjoying the attention, and my cock was harder than it had ever been, a pool of pre cum between my stomach and the table. Then I felt something I will always remember, a sharp pain in my arse "Hey whats that", "Don't worry mate, just the special oil it burns at first but soon you won't notice it". He kept working a finger in and out of my hole running it all around the rim, and he was right the burning started to subside and it was replaced with a warm feeling and then a hunger, my hole started to open up and I then I heard this low guttural moaning, I thought it was the porn movie, but no it was me I was moaning for more. I felt him press more of his "special oil" into my hole, and this time he had two maybe three fingers inside me, I couldn't really tell but the other thing that was happening was I was raising my arse up to meet the strokes of his fingers. "Oh yeah I think this cunts ready for some cock", all I would do was moan in agreement "mmmhhhhh" "You gonna take my charged load in your cunt mate?", his charged load? what was he talking about?, all I wanted was his cock inside my hole right now! He was now on top of me, rubbing his cock against the opening of my cunt, teasing my hungry hole. "Your profile says you only play safe, but you don't want that tonight do you". He was right but at this moment all I wanted was cock raw and deep in me "I don't care fucking put it in me" I managed to slur out, "I can fuck you raw?", "yeah mate, fucking breed my hole I want your load" - I'd seen enough bareback porn to know the lingo. That was all he needed to hear, in one swift movement he positioned the head of his cock at my hole and buried it balls deep inside me, normally that would have hurt like hell, but instead I felt I finally had I what I needed, a big fat cock inside me. He started to pump me and all I wanted was this cock inside me forever. It felt amazing, sliding so effortlessly in and out coating my insides in pre cum. He pulled out without warning, "Hey", He slapped my arse hard, "Don't worry mate, we just need to relocate" He helped guide me off the table into a room at the back of the house, inside it was lit by only a soft blue glow, the walls lined with mirrors, and on one wall a tv showing an angle on the sling in the middle of the room, he helped put me into it and strapped my wrists and arms in place, then he disappeared for a moment I admired the view of my open arse in the mirrors it felt so empty and I could watch it pulsing hungry for cock. After what seemed like an eternity he reentered the room holding a needle and a rubber strap, "This is gonna make you feel even better mate", in my already partially chemmed up state, from the "special oil" I wasn't able to fight back, especially strapped into the sling, as he swabbed a vein on my arm, and applied the strap I mumbled some half hearted objection "nah mate I don't do needles". "It's okay mate, this will be worth it", and then he stuck the needle in my arm, a little blood appeared and then he depressed the plunger, I felt a slight warming in my arm, then he released the strap and I felt it hit me almost immediately, a head rush and several sharp coughs, then all I wanted was cock, as much cock as I could get. "How you feel mate", "Fuck me, give me that fucking cock" He smiled positioned himself at my arse and slid inside me, it felt more awesome than before even, he started working into me hard and fast. The sling swinging me in rhythm with his thrusts getting me impaled longer and deeper. And then he started "You gonna take my charged load boy, you gonna take Daddy's toxic seed in your cunt?!" "Yes fucking breed me, give me that load, I want that fucking load". And then I felt it the warm rush of toxic cum bathing my insides, he pulled out and shoved a butt plug inside me to hold the cum, didn't want to waste any. I was still horny, and wanted more, little did I know I would get it and then some. More to come....

First Time with Hard Drugs It started out as any normal night with me on line looking for a hook up. I had no idea I would end up here, in this house about to do hard drugs for the first time. May name is CJ (that stands for Christian John), I am 27, 5’ 11”, weigh about 145 pounds with brown hair and eyes. I had always considered myself to be a straight lace guy only getting drunk on occasion and never touching drugs of any kind. Then I met Chris. I was on one of the usual hook up sites when he messaged me. His pics didn’t do him justice. He was just over 6’ tall with a lean, swimmers build, long blond hair (surfer like) and blue eyes. But what really grabbed my attention was what he was packing between his legs. Let’s just say there are 2 things I hate, size queens and guys with small dicks. We exchanged the usual messages about what we were into, what we were looking for, positions and such. I never thought I had a chance with this guy till he invited me over to party. I was a little skeptical but he gave me his phone number and I called him to finalize plans. I cleaned myself up (and out) really well and was out the door. He lived relatively close to me along the bus line I used to get to work. I hoped the next bus and in 15-20 minutes I was at his building. I buzzed him half expecting to be told that no one by the name Chris lived here, but he answered the buzzer and buzzed me into the building. I found my way up the elevator and to his door. The usual pleasantries were exchanged and soon we were getting down to business. He was a great kisser. In no time we had our clothes off and were in his bedroom. He had some porn already playing on the TV there and we resumed kissing. Then he stopped and said that he’d be right back. He headed into the bathroom, I assumed to pee, but came back with a couple of needles filled with a clear liquid. He said I’ll do your first then myself. To say I was a little scared would put it mildly. I was so hot for this guy I thought what harm could there be in trying what he had to offer. I sat there silent and let him do his thing. Here I was about to try hard drugs for the first time. He put a belt around my left bicep. Took one of the needles and stuck it in my arm. I watched as he drew back a little bit of blood and then it all disappeared into my arm. He loosened the belt and I felt a warmth rush up my arm into my chest and throat. I suddenly felt as if I couldn’t breathe when I coughed really hard. All I could do was say “FUCK!” and “WOW!” I felt as if my senses were in over drive. I watched as he did himself and noticed that his cock was super hard where mine was shriveled up. Chris leaned in a kissed me. He was all over me like an animal. AS the drug took a hold of me I felt an increasing need to get fucked. And when Chris began to rim my hole that need increased 100 times. I found myself moaning and begging for his cock inside me. What I didn’t expect was that he was going to stick it in raw. When he moved up me and positioned his cock at my hole (no wait he just slid it in) I was a little shocked. But the feeling was overwhelming I couldn’t resist it. I just yelled out, “Give it to me Chris, fuck me.” Chris was balls deep in side me in seconds. He just held still while I tried to wiggle my ass for movement. I looked him in the eye and begged him to pound me. He had this shit eating grin on his face as he began to fuck me in earnest. It felt incredible. I had never been fucked like this before. He knew exactly how to make me feel good in all the right places. I don’t recall how long we had been fucking, but I remember looking at his alarm clock. It was around 1 am when his breathing became heavier, quicker and he began to fuck me quicker. I watched his face as he began to grunt. Then I felt him tense up as his cock spasmed in my ass. I swore I felt a warmth deep inside me and knew he was cuming. After he came down from his orgasm I noticed that he was still rock hard. He commented, “Thanks to Viagra I should be hard all night.” He fucked me missionary, doggy style, standing up, laying on our sides. We fucked in the shower, out in his living room and he even fucked me on the kitchen table. He gave me a couple more ‘shots’ over the time I was there, 4 shots in all. I left late on Sunday with a sore ass. As I rode the bus home I could feel his cum leaking from my hole. I knew when I stood up to get off the bus everyone would see the wet spot. At that point I didn’t care; I was just looking forward to getting with Chris again next weekend.

The last load I had taken was a few months back. Sex was great, and the guy (older guy) made it enjoyable but he is just to far of a drive for a regular thing. Fast forward to a couple weeks ago. I had posted a listing on Craigslist, and after weeding-out a bunch of "eh" kinda guys I found one guy, older (in his mid 40s) and when we talked and we really clicked, but each time one of suggested we meet up, one of us would be busy or sick, so nothing ever worked out. Then yesterday, I sent him an email asking if he still wanted to meet up. He said yes, and we started talking again. Fast forward to today. I got home from work, shaved down below, cleaned out, and generally wash up. Then the guy sent me a text, asking if I would like to have a threesome with a 26 year old friend . I told him I guess so, and said I'm still relatively new/inexperienced. With that I went to the guy's house, stripped down and he called his 26 year old friend to come over. While we were waiting, he stripped down and proceeded to blow me. It was wonderful. Then I lubed-up my ass, he lubed-up his cock and I got into the doggystyle position. I was tense, so it hurt initially, but soon after all I could feel was him pumping away. As he stretched open my hole I found myself moaning in pleasure. We moved into his den so I could ride him on his couch where I straddled him, lowered myself onto his cock and rode him hard. Eventually we switched back to doggystyle only to have a text notify us the other guy had arrived. He went to open the door and his friend came in. He was young, in his mid 20s, and like me, was tall and slender. He stripped down immediately and I went down on him, giving him a BJ as the older guy continued pounding my ass. I had the young guy moaning with pleasure, and to be honest, I thought the sensation of having a dick in both my holes was amazing. After a few minutes, the two buddies switched. The young guy lubed-up his hard dick, which was about seven inches and relatively thick. He entered my hole, and I could feel him stretching my wet hole even further. With no hesitation he plunged in balls deep and pumped me hard, his big dick stretching my hole. I moaned in pleasure as I pushed back against him. He pounded my ass some more, before putting a leg on the couch, grabbing me by the hips and shooting his load deep in my hole. The older guy returned to my ass, rock hard and entered me once more. We fucked doggstyle for a bit, as precum dripped from my hard dick. Flipping onto my back, the older guy re-entered me. I could tell he was getting ready to blow his load as he grabbed me by the waist and really pounded me furiously. I could hear slurping noises as he pounded my wet hole. He then groaned in pleasure as he went in balls deep, unloading deep within my ass. Was a great. Two loads, and my first threesome. Shortly after I got home I received a text from the younger guy saying wanted to fuck me again that night. Unfortunately I couldn't as I had some things to do, but we're planning for another session this coming Sunday, and this time I'll have more time so I can take more than a couple loads. I can't wait.

Rimming and fingering inside me is best for me. If I am expecting to get fucked, like in a bathhouse, I'll finger my hole open myself so I'm ready to take a cock immediately.

With my new ad, so far I've had 4 over to give me their seed for Valentine's Day - so sweet of them! The first was a regular Mexican around just after noon, then one of the regulars I love stopped in around 3, the nurse. He had me sucking while he set on my couch and watched porn, after a bit he stood up and face fucked me, wanted me to bottom but didn't prepare (MAJOR UH!!), so he shot his load all over my chest and hit the road. I wanted to take a pic of it running down, but as he was leaving my brother pulled in, so had to toss on a shirt and ran up stairs to get a pick, shirt soaked lots of it up. #'s 4 and 5 came over together, a regular that works for the school and he brought an older hillbilly he met on CL. I sucked them both, everyone was playing with everything, jacked my regular off at the end, his load went flying all over his chest and my couch.

I layed in the sling strapped in unable to move even if I wanted to, in the monitor I could see the butt plug filling my hole. I was in a fog of after sex glow, my cock was rock hard pre cum coating my stomach. My hole felt full, but the butt plug was no substitute for the real thing. I heard voices from the other room, and then in walked my new friend, and another older guy. He was in his late 40's good shape with a smooth chest, and swinging between his legs was the biggest cock I'd ever seen in real life. It had to be 8 inches soft. He came over to the sling and stood between my legs, the other guy stood behind my head and reached out and tweaked my nipples, an electric surge running through them to my cock at just the touch, my arse clamping on the butt plug, I let out another long involunatry moan, "Jesus mate, he is a horny one" the guy between my legs started working the big fat butt plug in and out of my sloppy cunt. "Yeah you gonna fuck my hole?" the sensation of the butt plug popping in and out of my hole was amazing but no substitute for cock. He pulled the butt plug out of my hole and brought it to my mouth, I opened up and he shoved it in, I licked clean the mix of cum and my arse juice, not to mention the "special oil", while I was doing this I hadn't noticed my arm being strapped and another slam being administered, I felt it though, the sting, the warmth, then the rush as I coughed I felt the dude between my legs slide his cock all the way inside me. "Oh fuck yeah, fucking fill my cunt" I had no idea where these words were coming from, but I'd never been this horny before and all I wanted was to get slammed by his big fat cock all night long. As he started to really pound into me old mate behind me started pulling back on the sling, so each thrust would be met by my whole body slamming down onto the cock inside me, "Fuck yeah Mikey this is one hungry hole, you want my babies in your cunt don't you boy?", "Fuck Yeah, fuck my hole, fucking fill me up". He didn't need much more encouragement, and with one final deep thrust I felt spurt after spurt of hot cum unloading inside me, he must have saved up his load for a week or more, cause when he pulled out a river of cum rushed out of my hole, which was now too open to hold it in. Mikey moved from his position behind me, and as the big dicked stud moved out of the way, he knelt at my arse and started licking the cum from my hole, "oh god yeah, eat my hole" His warm tongue probing my worked over hole felt so good and I was still flying from the second the slam, I wished my hands were free so I could stroke my cock. As Mikey finished eating me out a new larger butt plug was worked inside me. They both then left the room, leaving me strapped in the sling, buzzing on chems, and ready for my next cock.

Before we knew his name, we called him Neighbor Boy. Brian saw him first. On a gorgeous Saturday in May, I walked into the kitchen to see my husband jacking his fat dick while sneaking glances out the window. When he heard me approach, he flashed a piggish grin and motioned me over. That’s when I caught my first glimpse of Neighbor Boy. He was shirtless, maybe 18 or 19, and hauling boxes into his family’s new home. His face, square-jawed and intense, was still boyish in a lot of ways, but you could easily see the drop-dead-handsome man he was becoming. And to make things even hotter, he was obviously packing a man-size piece of meat, judging from the package bouncing between his legs. As sweat ran down the ridges of his abs, his shorts began to slip past the beltline, exposing just a bit of what appeared to be a bubble-perfect jockbutt. My eyes followed the dark line of sweat forming between his asscheeks; I wanted to bury my face in the fresh boy-musk around his crotch, his pits, his fuckhole. Brian turned to me with an evil grin. “That boy is ours,” he said, still furiously jacking his cock. Then, with a grunt, he sprayed three powerful volleys of thick, unmedicated poz cum across the kitchen sink. * * * Brian and I have been together for 10 years. I’m 35; he’s 40. People tease us about looking like twins, and I can see why: we both have dark brown hair, beards, and hairy chests. We also have cocks that are roughly the same size, about 8.5” by 6.5”. And when our big dicks spring out of our jockstraps at the same time, we can usually turn a run-of-the-mill bottomboy into a trashy, knocked-up dickpig in no time at all. It wasn’t always that way. Back when we met, Brian was a top. I was vers, but I wouldn’t let him fuck me raw. My reasoning was simple: I was neg, he was poz. And then one night, he invited me to his house for a homemade dinner. It was my birthday, and he’d hinted at some kind of surprise. I had no idea what was in store: halfway through my first cocktail, I started to slur my speech. I remember asking him what was going on, but Brian just stood there, grinning like a demon and rubbing his cock through his jeans as I slipped into unconsciousness. When I woke up, I found myself suspended in midair, my body swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm. In my drugged-up stupor, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was directly underneath a large mirror on the ceiling. Very slowly, I managed to process the image I saw in the mirror: for some reason I was naked, with my legs splayed wide and arms tied back. I’d heard of slings, but I’d never been in one. And just then, it dawned on me that my body was swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm because a total stranger was pounding my hole. That’s when I heard Brian’s voice cut through the noise in that dark, crowded, sweat-stenched room: “The second booty bump definitely woke him up,” he said. Right about then, the guy fucking me started to convulse, and everyone in the room shouted encouragement as he thrust in and out of my hole frenetically. Next I heard a loud round of clapping and grunting from the crowd, followed by an odd sensation of warmth and wetness when that cock pulled out of me. My hole released the stranger's mushroom head with a subtle *pop*, and then I suddenly felt an emptiness in my ass, as if my knocked-up cunt somehow wasn’t complete anymore without a raw dick lodged deep inside. But the emptiness didn’t last. Within a matter of seconds, I felt the familiar contours of Brian’s cock inside me. “Hey, baby,” he said, his big dick making an unfamiliar sloshing sound as he fucked away. “That was load number four, and you've just begun. It’s your birthday, remember? My gift is to get you fuckin’ pregnant. You want another poz load?” I stared at him, uncomprehending. Then my eyes grew wide as I realized what all this meant. “No,” I said. “Fuck no. I don’t want to be sick. You know that. What the fuck are you doing?” “Oh, please—you have no idea what you want,” he replied. “From the moment we met, I saw right through you. You’re just another clean-cut, handsome boy waiting for somebody to give you permission to be a cumpig. I mean, just look at your dick right now—it’s harder than I’ve ever seen it.” I glanced down at my cock, and I could see it dripping beads of precum onto my abs. Meanwhile, Brian kept pounding me. “Your dick seems to be a few steps ahead of your brain at the moment, because your dick knows what you need,” he said. “And what you need, little piggy, is an ass full of fresh poz loads. Don’t worry—your brain will catch up to your cock before the night’s through. Until then, we’ll just gangrape you full of poz seed, OK?" "FUCK YOU." "Sorry, bud, but I'm pretty sure it's the other way around. You're the one getting fucked tonight, remember? You're getting fucked and bred and, if you're really lucky, maybe even pozzed. So...are you ready to beg for another dirty load, boy?” “Fuck no, Brian. I don’t want this. Fucking stop, OK? STOP.” He didn’t stop. Instead, he nodded to someone behind me, and I was quickly muzzled and blindfolded. Brian stopped thrusting for a moment, lodging his cock deep in my hole, and ordered me to stay perfectly still unless I wanted to get hurt. In the stillness that followed, someone wrapped a tourniquet around my bicep. I felt a pinch in my arm, and the tourniquet came loose. Almost immediately, I gasped as a wave of dark energy rushed to my chest, my lungs, my cock, my ass. I coughed violently, and I struggled to catch my breath while the dark wave kept crashing through my nervous system. And just as Brian predicted, that's when my brain finally caught up with my cock. I was in heat. I loved the feeling of Brian's raw dick pounding me full of toxic seed. And by the end of the night, I would whimper and moan anytime my hole wasn’t stretched around a charged-up cock. I'd been transformed from a neg condom queen to a bareback slampig in a matter of hours. In the years since, Brian and I have developed a knack for initiating young men into the world of chemsex, feeding drugs to unsuspecting boys before knocking them up. The hottest of all, I think, was the seduction of Brian’s college-age nephew. And it didn’t happen on just any night, either, but on the night of our wedding. This kid was a hot little faggot with a naturally hungry butt. He was deeply closeted, but Brian and I saw right through him in a second. So after flirting with him on the dancefloor, then feeding him our dicks in a restroom stall, we took him back to the honeymoon suite, smoked him out with the glass pipe, and slathered Tina-laced lube all over his fratboy fuckhole. Within 15 minutes, he was taking a seat on my raw cock and bouncing on it like a natural-born bitch. Eight hours (and two giant slams) later, Brian’s fratboy nephew was a confirmed chemwhore, proudly spreading his wrecked fuckhole while it oozed loads from 11 strangers. Even then, he was still shoving fingers hungrily into his cunt, pleading for another slam of Tina in his arm. Instead, we dropped him off at our dealer’s house with instructions to push every boundary possible until this boy was corrupted through and through. Our dealer didn’t disappoint, and within a month or two our fratboy nephew was a slampig escort with a real talent for getting double-fisted. We couldn’t be prouder. * * * The day after we saw Neighbor Boy for the first time, we introduced ourselves to his parents. Over the course of a 30-minute conversation that included far too many details about the sister we didn’t care to meet, we found out exactly what we needed to know: Neighbor Boy’s name was Dalton, and he was finishing up his senior year at McKinley High. He’d just turned 18. He had a steady girlfriend named Melissa, and he’d landed a scholarship to be a kicker for one of the state university football teams. “Oh, and one more thing,” Dalton’s father said to us. “We’ll be chaperoning our daughter’s class trip to Washington, D.C. at the beginning of June. Dalton is perfectly capable of running the house by himself for a week, but could you just make sure he doesn’t throw any giant keggers? We’d really appreciate it.” We nodded eagerly, because we’d found our window of opportunity. As the conversation wrapped up, we slipped our hands in our pockets, attempting to hide the bulges from our rapidly hardening cocks. * * * When Brian and I returned home, we closed the door and fell into a deep, sloppy kiss. We would do whatever necessary to fill all of Dalton’s holes with chems. And if we had our way, he’d be going to college in the fall with poz blood flowing through his veins. “I wonder if Jesse knows Dalton,” Scott said. “That could be hot.” I nodded and grabbed my phone. “Let’s give him a ring.” We love Jesse because he’s an evil pig. But we love him even more because he’s an evil pig who happens to look like a blond, buff Mormon. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s hung like a lumberjack. Like Dalton, he’s a senior at McKinley, and we’d initiated him about six months earlier after chatting him up on a bareback fetish site. We pozzed him on the day after his 18th birthday. He was already entertaining some very dark fantasies by the time we found him—apparently he’d been watching bareback porn and trolling fetish chatrooms for years. But unlike most of the naïve little faggots we corrupt with chems and impregnate with toxic seed, Jesse was eager to get slammed into the stratosphere, and he required no encouragement to spread his muscled boybutt for our poz dicks. And now, in the months since his seroconversion, he’s been helping us lure boys to the world of chem-fueled bareback fucking. Jesse answered my call right away. Yes, he said, he was pretty good friends with Dalton, who was basically the hottest guy in the entire fucking school. We asked if Jesse was planning to hang out with Dalton anytime soon. Yes, he replied: he’d be at Dalton’s pool party the following weekend. “You guys should come, because a lot of the parents will be there,” he said. “I’ll tell Dalton to invite you. And I'll tell you something else: everybody at school would swear he’s straight, but I just don’t know. I get a weird vibe from him. Maybe not a gay vibe, but like a curious vibe.” “So you’re saying there might be a faggot buried deep inside that boy?” I asked. “Just a hunch,” Jesse replied. “Well, in that case,” said Scott, “it’s time for us to get deep inside Dalton and find out.” MORE SOON...

He walked out again instead of staying over. My ex, my first, my fucking everything. We had broken up almost three months ago, and he still would drop by the apartment to hang out with me almost every day. But he would never sleep over and never entertain the thought of getting back together even tho we spent all our time together. I don't know why we ended up breaking up it was a shock, he just did it one day, but now nights were the loneliest they'd ever been. So when the nights get lonely I did what every lonely gay man does: I logged onto A4A. Some time earlier I had put up a few discreet shirtless pics and one where I arched backwards, just to get boys talking, but I didn't really having any intention of connecting with anyone who responded to my profile. I'm 23 5'5", 145 pounds, a 28 inch waist, fairly muscular smooth Hispanic. Yeah, I got a lot of offers. More than one guy at my gym would recognize and approach me, and afterwards spend countless small talk emails begging for me to 'Test drive' his cock, or 'bitch bounce' for them. I must admit, I got a nice rubbery one reading the comments. I would talk to them for a bit then jack off, but tonight, I had actually been allowed to cuddle with my ex and I was so horny when he left I did the pathetic thing and asked him to fuck me. But he just smiled, kissed my head, ear and neck, and left. The sexual tension was so intense my thick, seven inch cock was rock hard and dripping before I even logged onto A4A. I scrolled through the emails and then profiles till one made me stop. FUKYNGBREDEEP 39 years old. 6'6 220lbs. I couldn't help but click to get a better look. There was only a torso pic of a light skinned man with a beautiful body, hairy chest, pecs that looked bigger than my head and arms that could crush Grandma Smith apples into apple juice. Then there was the profile itself LOOKING TO FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF YOUNG BOYS. YOU DOWN, HIT ME UP. LOOKING FOR YOUNG BOYS WITH A TIGHT ASS. MUST BE WILLING TO PLEASE ME IN EVERY WAY I WANT. MUST BE UNDER 25. NO EXCEPTIONS. I WILL ASK FOR ID IF YOU LOOK OLDER THAN 25. I"M ONLY INTO YOUTHFUL BOYS. NO SHAME IN MY GAME. I KNOW WHAT I WANT AND I GET IT. POPPING CHERRIES ALL OVER THE WORLD, MAKING SMALL DICKED MEN HATE ME. LOL Profession: EAT FUCK BREED. Top. 10 Inches Uncut Anything Goes POZ My mouth was wide open reading the description of ten inches, and then closed when I read poz. I closed the profile, and got a drink and went on with my browsing. Before I finished my drink, I clicked his profile again, I read it and go turned on. I closed it and shook my head. But before 20 minutes passed I opened it again, and that's when he messaged me. "You want it" Was all the message said. I read it four times just trying to think of the possible responses, "Yeah it nice but..." "No way!" "Confident are we?" But before I could send any of it he messaged me again. "I'm logging off, call me." And left his number and logged off. I shook my head while still staring at his profile. I walked away from my computer preparing to jack off, when I got a text message from my ex saying he was sorry etc etc. I looked at the number on the screen of the computer and slowly typed it into my phone. I hit call, and the voice on the side of the receiver made my throat go dry. A gruff manly baritone answered. "Yo." "H-hey" I responded "I'm the...." "I know," he cut in, asking simply "Where are you?" I answered before I could stop myself. "You're close by," he responded. "Come over." "I don't hook up" I replied. "We don't have to hook up. I can't rape you, I'd go to prison. Come over. Two hot guys chilling out. If you want I'll show you my dick and you can leave whenever you want. Just come over. You know you want to see me." I couldn't help but smile. "Yeah...ok." He gave me the address and I got in my car and drove over. It was close, maybe a 15 minute drive and I was in a neighborhood of decent houses. At the end of the street was a house that looked to be a duplex. I texted my arrival. In about a minute a shirtless, pajama bottom wearing sex god was standing in front of his home. His hairy chest and abs were even more defined in real life and he looked so enormous my mouth dropped before I exited my car. He smiled and shook my hand firmly. He had green eyes and a thick 5 o'clock shadow. I followed him inside and he grabbed a beer as I followed him down a hall up a flight of stairs and into a messy bedroom. The king sized bed was tossed and had a distinct smell, but while I was noticing the room and the big screen which was playing a silent porno, my host had taken off his pj bottoms revealing a hairy thick muscle ass, and as he turned around hanging between his legs was an huge soft cock that seemed as long as half his thigh. I inhaled suddenly and coughed as though I was choking just from looking at it. He smiled. "It's eight inches soft," he announced grinning with obvious pride. For several seconds I stood there silent, completely stunned. Other than porn, I'd only seen my ex's cock up close, and he was fairly sized, but this guy's cock was insane. "You're HIV positive" was the only thing that spurted from my mouth. He laughed and turned to look at the TV, his monster dick swinging as he did. "Yup" he replied, taking a swing of beer. "I'm sorry I...I should go. I don't know what I'm doing." I turned to leave the house, but before I could reach the door and he strode across the room and stood in front of the door. "Touch it" he invited me. I stuttered meaninglessly. "Touch it," he repeated, "You know you wanna, feel it." And with that he guided my hand to his hairy bull sized balls. I felt them in each hand and looked up as he shut his eyes and breathed deeply. The cock was already the size of my forearm and so heavy when I took the shaft in my hand I stroked slightly down I heard him chuckle. He put his arm around my neck and guided me too the bed. He laid down there while I sat between his legs, his cock pointing at me, and I found myself stroking his hardening growing cock. He watched the porn on the TV screen behind me, every so often looking at me and smiling while I stroked up and down his giant shaft until it reached it's full length and girth. I was in awe. It was a beast of a dick, heavy and full. And then I noticed that as I stroked upwards, a large bead of precum appeared at the tip and began to drip down the shaft. When I did it again even more precum began to slip out. "Fuck," I breathed softly. I heard his chuckle and found him gazing at me somewhat amusedly. "You like cum?" he asked. I shrugged, truth was, i loved it the taste the feeling when my ex's cock would erupt inside me. We were each others first, so we barebacked all the time, but this was completely different. It was like I'd turned on a faucet, more and more precum began to pour from the tip with each stroke and now my hand was sticky and slimy covered with this dangerous spread. "Get comfortable," he suggested as he leaned toward me and began to help me pull of my shirt. I kicked off my jeans and now he was smiling but differently. Something hungry was in his eyes. "You're a hot lil fucker, aren't you?" I smiled continue to stroke his increasingly slick dick. "You like getting rimmed?" I looked at him and nodded. I knew I had a nice ass, even straight guys would say so, besides a lil rimming would be fine, My ass was begging for something. Anything. So I slipped off my underwear and turned around showing him my butt. "Damn boy!" he remarked. I smiled as he put his hands on my hips and guided my butt to his mouth. "Ohhhhhhhh......fuuuuuuuuck" finally erupted from my mouth when his tongue met my hole. I could feel his warm tongue opening me up and shoving itself deeper into me. "Ohhhhh.....fuuuuuuuuck!!" I said again as i felt his teeth abraded against my hole. "You're tight boy!" he remarked. Almost automatically I began to gyrate and grind my hips back toward his face."Fuck yeah!" he said and began eating again vigorously. I was holding onto his monster cock like a pole for support as he ate and ate and chewed and licked and tongue fucked me. I was losing my mind it felt so good. The whole while I stared at his giant daddy dick looking at me dripping salivating begging for me take it in my mouth. And the dick's owner was wildly tongue-fucking me like I had never been rimmed before. His hands worked all over my ass and body and his tongue moved with aggression and force that i could feel his tongue being inserted and withdrawn as he sucked and ate me out. My eyes rolled back with my head and before I could stop myself I took the head of his cock into my mouth. My mouth felt so full with just the head and I felt him moaning "Yeaaah!" into my ass I moved my head up n down and side to side sucking up his poz precum. It tasted so thick and good I moaned loudly on it while I tried to work my mouth down his shaft, but I could barely take it half way. The volume of our moaning increased as we pleasured each other, until finally he lifted me off his cock and, as I got on all fours, he knelt in front of me, presenting me with more cock to suck. Groaning in pleasure, I took it into my mouth as he gently pushed his dick into my throat. "That's it, boy." He spoke gently remarking "Your mouth is like an ass. It can take it. It can swallow my whole dick." I grunted with approval at his suggestion. Taking my head into his big hands, he slowly began to fuck my throat. I choked and gagged. "Nah nah nah, boy, relax," he remarked, adding "It's just like taking it up your ass. Relax and let it get wet. Let it all drool down. It will help you take it. Yeah, yeah, there you go, there you go. Yeah, let it pour down your chin make it wet." I was coughing up on my chin and a puddle was forming on the sheets as my drool and snot was falling from my mouth and deeper and deeper his cock pushed into my mouth it was heaven. He took one hand and wiped some off the drool cough up from my chin and began rubbing it on my hole. I gasped and moaned as he worked a large we digit into my wet ass and opened it up. He pulled me off his cock and laid me on my back and continued working his finger in my hole. "Oh yeah you like that don't you boy?" I nodded as he worked his finger in and out of me making me gasp and moan with each intrusion. "Yeah, you want some more?" I nodded as he pushed a second finger into my hole. twisting and turning them I moaned and gyrated under him. "Fuck yeah" I moaned "Oh god fuck yes." "Yeah taste these fingers, boy, they taste good." I took his two fingers in my mouth and sucked, tasting my ass juices. I grunted in approval and sucked away as i felt his cock pushing against my hole, teasing it. "Wanna feel how this dick feels in that boy pussy?" I looked deep at him as he pushed his dick against my hole lining it up. "Tell me you wanna feel this dick, boy." My breath quickened as he applied pressure but I said nothing. He pressed harder, I could feel the head slipping in slowly as he pumped again and again until finally,"You want this cock, boy?" "Fuck yes sir!" POP! My hole swallowed the head. "Oh GOD! FUCKKKKK!" I felt his cock split my ass he pumped slowly . My ass was tight but he knew what he was doing. He pushed in an inch, stopped to let me adjust, just pumping back and forth till he felt me moaning then pushed further. He entered me slowly, his death stick opening me deeper and deeper. My head rocked from side to side and I spread my legs apart. He held my ankles I could see his muscles and veins pumping with the same controlled ferocity of his cock. After about 15 minutes of this entry I reached down between my ass and felt still another three inches of rock hard thick cock against my hole begging to slide home. I left my hand there and felt as slowly they too entered into me watching him watch me till i was holding his balls resting on my hole. "YEEAAAAH!!!" he growled and I could feel the growl resonating in my ass vibrating inside me. Then it began. He pulled back and fucked. I screamed as he did again And again. Again and again. "OH MY GOD!!!!" I yelled and held on to his shoulders where my ankles rested as he fucked again and again. I could feel his cock pounding in my head and in the head of my dick it felt like i would cum with every thrust. I yelled again and again as he fucked deeper and deeper pulling out more and more fucking me. I could barely breath as he drove me into his headboard again and again. "FUUUUUUCKKKK!!!" I again yelled as he grabbed my ankles forced them above my head to touch the headboard and began to let gravity drop his monster into me. Then he suddenly he pulled out of me and pulled me down the bed. I tried to catch my breath, and he flipped me over and pulled my ass up. Then in a fluid motion he sank his dick back into my ass, balls deep, doggy style, and holding my hips as he pistoned fucked me. WIth a free hand he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back as he fucked relentlessly into me. I was lost feeling so open and taken control of that when he flattened me out on my stomach I couldn't help but push my ass back on him as his muscle body fucked me from above n behind. He rolled over and now I rode him bouncing as hard as I could. He turned me around dick still inside me and forced me on my back ankles wide as he continued to climb on me and fuck me again on my back. "You ready baby." he finally growled "I'm gonna fucking poz this hole. You will never be the same and you will belong to me." I looked back at him terrified. "Tell me you want this poz load, baby!" I bite my lip as he picked up speed. "SAY YOU WANT MY LOAD, BOY." "FUCK YES. GIVE ME YOUR LOAD. FUCK I WANT YOUR POZ CUM!" I felt him erupt inside my hole. Cum was filing me up fast as string after string blew into my body. I moaned and touched myself, but he held my hands above me. "I said I would poz you, baby. I'm not done." He kept fucking me. I could feel the poz load running in and out of my ass as he flipped me me into various positions, fucking continuously. I passed out in the middle of it, and woke up he was fucking me face down on the pillow unloading another load into my ass. He fucked me three times that night. When he finally pulled his cock out of my ass, both my ass and his cock were coated with cum and blood. My hole gaped wide, and we both reeked of sweat and sex. I crawled off the bed, dressed, and he ushered me out the door. I stumbled to my car and somehow drove home where I stripped, climbed into bed, and touched my hole, feeling load after load of his poz cum beginning to drip out of my body. My phone buzzed. It was another text from my ex asking if I could hangout. I licked some of the cum from my hole off my finger. Sure, I thought. Why the fuck not?

I have been fantasizing about being turned from a shy bottom into a CD slut for a really long time. I hooked up with Juan on Craig’s list and I was going to make a visit to LA, we started chatting about how he was going to fulfill my fantasy of being turned from a shy bottom CD into his Tina slut. As we chatted, he realized that deep down I want to not only be turned into his feminized slut but also that I want him to fulfill my fantasy of being turned into a slut and be used by him and another guy and to be turned into a slut for cocks. He also realized that I had thoroughly enjoyed the time when I was made to take some crystal and how it turned me into a completely insatiable slut. The crystal not only made me lose all my inhibitions, but it also turned into me into an unresisting, docile, dazed and suggestible slut who can’t seem to be able to resist what is asked of me when I am made to smoke the glass pipe especially when my breasts are licked and sucked at the same time. When Juan found out about how I turned into a totally obedient slut, he said he will arrange to have me fulfill my fantasy when I visit. When I checked into my hotel in LA, I called Juan who told me to get ready by shaving smooth, clean my pussyass and dress sexy. Then text him and wait for him to come to my room. I was so excited I was shaking with excitement and anticipation as I cleansed my pussyass out completely, took a hot shower and shaved completely smooth. Then I got dressed in my cup-less black corset, a tight little black dress, garter belt, fishnet stockings, high heels and pink thong panties. I was ready so I text him. Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Trembling with fear and excitement, I opened the door to be greeted not only by Juan but by a tall black man whom Juan introduced as Brandon. Next to him, I looked like a little girl as his deep voice said hello. They both gave me a hug and a kiss as they ushered me to the armchair and sat me down. As I sat down, I felt so helpless as Brandon walked behind the chair and placed his big hands on my shoulders pushing me back against the chair. I watched as Juan took a tripod and video camera out of his bag and rigged it up. Juan started the camera as Brandon leaned over and started to gently kiss my neck, the side of my face and lips. Juan in the meantime had both his hands on my tits teasing them and telling me how nice and feminine they felt. Brandon in the meantime was gently nibbling on my ear and in his deep voice telling me how he was going to turn me into his feminized Tina slut and that by the time he was through with me, I'd be his total slut whore begging for his cock and any other cock he wants me to fuck. I shook my head and kept saying no but they both knew I was getting turned on by the tit-play and kissing my neck and caressing all over my smooth body; especially my smooth round ass with their hands. Juan suddenly pulled down the top of my dress, which was tied together behind my neck, exposing my soft hormone grown breasts. He started to take my right breast in his mouth as he gently sucked and licked it at the same time. His right hand was busy caressing my left breast. I tried to struggle but Brandon was just so strong as he easily held me down on the armchair. I was begging them to stop but Juan just kept licking n sucking on my right breast as he teased my left breast. I was getting turned on by the attention to my breasts but the shyness in me kept asking Juan to stop kissing my tits even though I found it to be such a turn-on. Brandon in the meantime was giving me light kisses on my neck, the side of my face and the edges of my full lips. When he kissed me on my mouth and tried to push his tongue in me, I resisted and kept my mouth closed. That got him really angry as he pulled away and told me that I was too uptight and that he has got just the thing to turn an uptight bitch into a total slut. With those ominous words, he told Juan to hold me down while he got things ready. Juan pushed me back hard against the seat as Brandon fished a prepared glass pipe and a lighter from his bag. He told me to take it in my mouth and that I must take a few big hits of the glass pipe to make my boy clit go down and shrink until it is like a female clit. I refused and tried to get up but was just helpless against the two of them. As I struggled, Brandon moved in front of me and used his knee to push me fully back against the armchair. Juan forced my lips apart as Brandon forced the glass pipe into my mouth, telling me in his deep voice that if I struggle, the glass pipe might break and cut my mouth badly. No matter how hard I tried, I could not push the glass pipe out with my tongue. Juan then pinched my nose, stopping me from breathing through my nose. The only way I could get any air was to breathe through the glass pipe. I struggled to hold my breath but as soon as Brandon realized that I had to take a breath, he fired up the lighter and gently started heating up the glass pipe making the contents inside generate a cloud of white smoke. I exhaled as hard as I could hoping to extinguish the flame and blow the white cloud away before I inhaled but with all the air out of my lungs, I had no choice but to take a deep breath through the Glass-pipe sucking in the cloud of white smoke that kept coming out from the bowl of the glass-pipe. As soon as I stopped breathing in, Brandon pulled out the glass pipe and before I could exhale, covered my mouth with his big black hand, stopping me from exhaling and ensuring that the smoke remained in me. In his deep voice, he said, “That's it baby, let my magic crystal do its work” “Soon you will be begging me to fuck you like the slut you really are!” I started to feel a buzz and my body started to get a tingling feeling as the smoke remained in me. I started struggling to breathe, and as soon as he removed his hand from my mouth, he quickly stuck the glass-pipe in my mouth n fired it up. I took another big hit as I could not help but take a huge breath to try and get air into my tortured lungs. Brandon immediately clamped his big black hand over my mouth again but this time, he told Juan to stop holding me down and to start sucking and licking on my tits. As Juan started to suck n lick on my breasts, Brandon started whispering in my ears how good my tits must feel and how very soon I will be so turned on by the sucking and licking of my breasts and the huge hit of crystal in me that I will be begging for him to fill me with his black cock and begging him to turn me into their slut. As I struggled for air, he took his hands away and allowed me to breathe fresh air again. But it didn’t last long as he leaned over and started to kiss me as his hands started to caress my thighs and work their way up to my pussyass. By now, the crystal has totally taken effect and combined with Juan's licking of my tits and Brandon's invading hands, I was becoming so totally turned on I started to push my tits into Juan's hungry mouth, as my pussyass started squirming and pushing against Brandon's teasing fingers. With his deep voice, Brandon started telling me how horny I must be feeling now and how very soon I will be so totally turned on that I would be his Tina slut for him and Juan to use as they wanted. He then kissed me full on my lips and this time, I was so totally turned on I simply opened my mouth and welcomed his tongue working its way into my mouth. By now, I was so totally turned on, that I was moaning and trying to suck his tongue all the way into my mouth as our tongues intertwined and my mouth felt just like my pussyass, totally in need of being filled. Brandon pulled away and looked at me and asked in his deep sexy hypnotic voice if I was ready to become his feminized Tina whore. I couldn’t speak but only nodded my head mutely. He fished out the glass-pipe again and in his deep voice, told me that in order for me to be his slut I must learn how to smoke the glass pipe willingly on my own. He told me I must take another big hit so that my clit will shrink until it is barely there. I was now so horny and turned on and his voice so hypnotic that when he told me to take the glass-pipe and put it to my mouth, I just felt myself obeying his deep voice. “Good” his deep voice droned, “Now take the lighter and then slowly bring the flame to the glass-pipe till the crystal inside melts he said as he starts to strip off his pants and show me his huge black cock. “Good girl, now take a deep breath and hold it in” as I seem to have no will but to obey him and take a really big breath of the white cloud and kept it in me. By the time I reached the second big hit, I was so totally high I can’t seem to have any thoughts except for my super sensitive nipples and my pussyass grinding against the seat. “Open your mouth!” he said as he inserted his big black cock into my mouth, plugging me up and preventing me from exhaling the white cloud from my lungs. “Yes baby”. “Suck on my big black cock, cause that is what all my Tina whores do!” as he pushed his big black cock deep into my throat plugging me up till I started gagging. “Yeah baby, that is good'” he droned as he pulled his cock out to allow me to breathe. “Now take another hit of the glass-pipe” he commanded, as I just don’t seem to be able to do anything but to do as he says as the crystal has turned me on so completely that I am now thrusting my tits at Juan's mouth and I am pushing my pussyass hard against his fingers as he works lots of lube into my hungry pussyass. After my hit, he simply pushed his cock into my mouth again. This time, my throat seem to relax as his big black cock pushes its way slowly into my throat, going deeper and deeper as my throat relaxed and allowed his cock to work its way completely in till his pubic hair filled my nose. “That's right baby. Deep throat my big black cock” he said. I could not get enough of it in my mouth. Then suddenly he pulled out his fingers from my now wet pussyass. I started to moan while his big cock was still in my throat. My pussyass felt so empty. I was moaning, begging for him to put his fingers back in me. Then Brandon said “Easy baby, just minute”. “I’m gonna give your bootie a little bump of crystal in that pussyass to help open you up and make nice and sloppy wet!”. How could I refuse I wanted to feel my pussyass being played with so bad! I felt his finger push deeply into me and there was a slight burning sensation at first; then I got so totally sex crazed I started to push my pussyass hard against his hand to get more of his fingers to fill my pussyass. As I deep throated Brandon, Juan continued to pinch and tease my tits till I started moaning and the only thought in my mind was to have his BBC drilling me in the ass. They had me get out of the chair, turn it around, turned me over and made me bend or leaning over the chair’s back. Juan resumed pinching and teasing my nipples. While Brandon started to tease my pussyass with his big hard cock; rubbing it up and down my ass crack but not inserting it, just letting it glide over the top of my bubble butt. He started to lube me up, adding more and more lube as he worked all 4 fingers into my totally hungry ass. By now my clit had really shrank down to a tiny little snub just like a girls. He pulled out his fingers out of my very wet pussyass, while Juan stopped sucking on my tits and whispered in my ear, “Yes baby, you are now gonna be turned into our Tina slut whore”. “By the time we are through with you, all you can think of is to be fucked by cocks”. In his deep voice, he asked me if I wanted his BBC to drill me. I was crazy with lust but I had just enough control to tell him that I need him to use a condom before he could fuck me. He leaned over and told me “Baby, you’re so wet now!” “We don’t have any condoms with us”. He started to tease me by pushing the tip of his BBC into the entrance of my pussyass, talking in as his deep voice tells me how good I will feel to have his BBC in my pussyass and how good have him fill me up with his black seed. I go to reach back to see if he is really bareback, that maybe this is to push my limits, see how far I’d go. But when I tried to move my arm back, Juan grabs both my wrists. I try to turn over but I can’t. Brandon then slaps my ass saying that I’m a fuckin cock tease! That they’ll pack up and leave me there horny. I beg “No I’m so fuckin horny, but I’m worried about doing it without condoms”. He asked if it felt good so far. I said well yeah. He said this is what you wanted to party and be used as a whore right? To just trust them, enjoy it, it’ll be everything you lusted for”. While he was talking he got his bag and pulled out some syringes. He said “I’m gonna slam you with crystal till you become our Tina whore for us to do as we wish!” “We’ll keep you filled with crystal so you’ll beg for cock to suck and fill your sloppy pussyass. Needles! No one said anything about injecting it! I get dizzy just getting a blood test. Juan just crouched down, while keeping my wrists faced upward, support by the padded arms of the chair. Brandon placed the tourniquet on my right bicep. He told me to be still and enjoy the feeling. That I would cough and enjoy it, they both said it’s the best way to party. He sticks the needle it my vein, draws back the plunger, a little blood enters the syringe. He then undoes the tourniquet. He says enjoy this you’ll be our Tina whore, before I could reply, he pushes the plunger down. First I feel like I lost my breath, then I have a big and a second one. Then WOW! My arms start to tremble, my eyes are wide open. I feel a little nausea, so I stand up. Then I get this incredible feeling. I drop to my knees in front of Brandon and try to suck his cock. But, he says, “Just a minute baby, let me catch up”. During this time, Juan has already done his slam and says,”Over here slut, and suck my cock NOW!” I move so fast on my knees, but I don’t care. I need cock! Juan says, “Yeah she’s our little whore now!” “You like sucking cock don’t you!” I can only keep moaning while going up and the way down on his cock, deep throating it with no problem, down my throat. I reach back to try and finger my hole but, Brandon slaps my hand out of the way. Brandon says “Oh no, fuckin bitch! “It’s not that easy”. “You’re a cock tease”. You gonna have to work to get this big black cock in your ass”. “You’re gotta beg me for me to fuck you!” His teasing is making my pussyass so horny that I am the one who actually pushes against his cock as he works the tip in me to tease me. As his deep voice tells me to push back against him, I just can’t help but do as I am told and I start to push against him as I feel his thick cock stretch my hungry hole up and work its way in. He says see baby it feels so good without a condom. He tells me how hot I am for his cock and how hungry I am for his cock to fill my pussyass with his black cum. Fuck it! I could care less about a condom. It’s feeling so fucking good that my whole body seemed to be only focused on sucking cock and being fucked in my pussyass. Brandon was saying me how good I’m going to feel once with his cock in me and how I want to have him fill me up with his black seed and how I’d love to be impregnated by him. As he pushed more and more of his cock in me, I was getting more and more turned on. His cock just felt so good as it pushes into my pussyass until I got so turned on I just beg for him to fuck me and fill my pussyass with his cock as he has made me so hot and horny that my only thought if that of Brandon’s BBC drilling me and filling me full of his cum. He slowly worked his cock all the way into my pussyass and in no time, he was buried to the hilt in my pussyass. He was then fucking me doggy style and as he fucked me, he is telling me how good I must be feeling and that when he is done, I will so turned on all I can think of is to have his BBC in me all the time. I am now so hot and sexy and sex crazed that my only thought is that big black cock drilling me and how good it is making me feel. With that, he pulled me up and sat down on the couch and made me sit on Juan’s cock facing him. By now, the crystal in me had turned me into such a total slut that my pussyass hungrily sucked his gorgeous hard cock in. “That's right slut” he said. “Work that pussyass on my cock. “Oh baby, you are such a slut for cock”, he said as he leaned forward and sucked on my tits as I fucked myself on his big cock. With his cock in my pussyass and his mouth on my tits, I was so horny I was bouncing myself up and down on his cock and going wild with desire. Brandon took the opportunity to climb on the couch, turn my head and fill my hungry mouth with his big black cock as his voice echoed in my mind, “Yeah baby, suck that pussy juice off my cock”. you are now our slut and once we are through with you, all you will ever want to be will be to be our whore and all that is going to be on your mind will be how many cocks you can get to fuck you.' Here I am, a shy bottom dressed like a slut now so horny I have my dress over my hips as I fuck myself on Juan, the top open for him to suck on my tits and my mouth hungrily sucking on a big black cock. Suddenly, Juan stopped fucking me and pulled out his cock. Brandon sat down on the couch and made me straddle his cock as he makes me sit down on his big black cock all hard and ready to fill me with his black cum. I am so hot I didn’t even do it slowly but just plunge my pussyass on his cock and start bouncing up and down on his cock. I am now so horny all thought of condom use is gone and all I can think of is to have my tits licked and sucked hard as I fucked myself on Brandon’s big black cock. I lean over to Brandon's mouth. As He fucks me, his mouth is sucking on my tits and telling me I am now his. As he fucked me, He tells me how slutty I must look on the camera as I fuck on his cock and push my tits for his mouth to suck. I got hotter and hotter as I fucked myself on his cock as he sucked and played with my tits. "Yes baby, work that hungry pussyass on my big black cock" he said as I got more and more turned on frantically fucked myself on his cock, pulling almost all the way out before plunging it all the way in again."That's right, work my big cock all the way into that pussyass" he whispers. "I'm gonna shoot my black seed and flood your pussyass with my cum and turn you into my feminized slut, begging for cum all the time!" "Yeah, I'm Cumming baby, Oh yes can you feel that hot black seed flooding your pussyass?" he asked. By now I am so hot and horny and turned on I was bouncing up and down on his black cock begging for his cum as he sucked on my tits. I have lost all sense of control as I fucked myself on this big black cock. "Oh yes, don’t stop fucking me!” cum in me, fill my pussyass with your cum" I moaned as the big black cock in my pussyass is making my pussyass so hot n hungry that I felt like Cumming any minute. Brandon stood up and pushed me down on my back pulled my legs over his shoulders and started fucking me like the whore I long to be. "That's right, take my big black cock in your pussyass" he said and he fucked me hard on my back. He leaned over and kissed me and I felt so feminine and submissive to have men fucking my pussyass as his tongue is fucking my mouth. He started kissing my ears and whispering, "I gonna cum now and I'm gonna fill that pussyass so full of cum and impregnate you with my seed" With that he groaned out loud and buried his cock fully in my pussyass. I suddenly felt his hot seed flooding my pussyass and the sensation was so hot I just clamped my legs around him and tried to keep his cock deep in my pussyass as I had a gigantic orgasm from the feeling of his hot black seed flooding me and making me his feminized slut. Suddenly they stopped fucking my pussyass and mouth and pulled me up on my feet. In his deep voice, Brandon said, “It’s time we turn you into our whore and for that; you have to look like one.” They stripped me of all my clothes and brought out the clothes they had brought along for me to wear. First was a really tight waist cincher and Juan pulled the laces so tight that I almost fainted from the tightness. I could barely breathe but it gave me a really feminine looking shape, small waist and the tight cincher pushed all my flesh up till my breasts look like a B cup. Next was a silky low cut blouse that was cut so low my breasts were easily accessible to anyone who wanted to play with them. Black stockings attached to the waist cincher followed by a pair of 5in heels. A tiny black skirt that barely covered my tiny black thong completed my whore outfit. Topping it off was a blond wig and when I saw myself in the mirror, I looked like a total sexy feminized slut whore with blond hair. “Yeah baby, now you really look like a whore” said Brandon as he started to caress me through the silk blouse while Juan caressed my ass through the short skirt. Juan had prepared another slam just for me. (Later they told me the first was .30 and this was .45). I had no hesitation this time. Again he tied off my arm, registered the syringe, off goes the tourniquet, and down goes the plunger. This one I kept coughing hard. I tried to stand up, and Juan gets behind me and raises my arm up, while Brandon stands in front of me. I’m the ‘meat’ in a man sandwich. Then shit! My ears were ringing, either my eyes were trembling or my body or maybe both. My tits were crushed against Brandon’s hard chest and electric shocks seem to radiate from them. I could feel Brandon’s cum oozing out of my just fucked pussyass. As he kissed me, he hands were playing with my tits through the silk blouse and Juan was kissing my neck and working his hand up my cock hungry pussyass. Juan then pushed my thongs to one side as he rammed his cock into my pussyass. By now, my pussyass was so hot and hungry from all the crystal it just swallowed his cock up and I felt no pain but instead just felt as if my pussyass was meant to be filled with cock the whole time. As Juan fucked me, using Brandon’s cum as lube. I eagerly bent down to take Brandon's big black cock in my mouth sucking him deep till I could feel my throat opening up and taking his 9in black cock completely in. The crystal had turned me so horny that I kept him in my throat till I almost blacked out from the lack of oxygen. I pulled out, took a couple of deep breaths before taking Brandon's cock deep in me again. As I deep throated him, Brandon had his hands on my tits as Juan drove me wild with his cock drilling my pussyass. “That's right, take that cock in your mouth”, droned Brandon, “You are now our whore and we are gonna make sure that you are gonna be kept totally horny and sex crazed with loads of crystal and that the only thing on your mind would be to have your pussyass and mouth filled with cock all the time and that your pussyass will only feel right when it is plugged.” “Say you are our whore, baby, say it!” I heard him through my crystal fogged brain. “Yes, yes, make me your Tina whore!” “Oh, Yes I need to have my ass and mouth filled with cock the all the time!” I moaned before hungrily taking his cock deep into my throat again. They then switched positions. Juan pushed his cock into my hungry mouth to telling me to “Clean the cum and pussy juice off his cock. While Brandon now pushed his big black cock into my pussyass as he fucked me doggy style, his hands caressing my tits while Juan worked his cock into my hungry mouth. As both my mouth and ass is filled with cocks, their voices keep telling me what a slut I am and that they are going to make sure that I become such a whore that all I can think of is to have cocks filling me up and fucking me. They will dress me up like a whore and give me female hormones so I become a totally feminized slut for them to use and to whore out. As they DP’d me, they kept commenting on how hot and horny I am and how they are going to make sure that I not only beg on the video for them to fuck me but that they will get me so high and turned on I'd be begging for them on video to impregnate me and fill my pussyass with cum and be their total cum slut so that the video can show my pussyass being barebacked and how open and hungry my pussyass is going to be for their bare cock, filled with their cum till the cum overflows from my pussyass. Juan suddenly pulled his cock out of my hungry mouth, picked up the video and brought it near to my pussyass for close-ups of Brandon's cock drilling my sloppy pussyass, so totally horny and open you can see it gaping open when Brandon pulled his cock out so that Juan can take close-ups of my pussyass all opened up and begging to be filled again. Brandon started to slowly insert his cock back in and pumped his whole 9in cock into my pussyass as Juan kept making close-ups of my pussyass being stretched and drilled by Brandon's big black cock. Brandon kept a slow pace, pushing his cock all the way in before pulling it completely out so that the video will show Brandon's black cock pulling out, leaving my pussyass all open before the video showed his cock pushing slowly back in to my cock hungry pussyass, fucking me deep for a few strokes before pulling completely out again and then working its way back in slowly so that the video can show clearly Brandon's big black cock fucking me bareback. Brandon then turned me over on my back and lifted my legs high over his shoulders as he again pushed his cock slowly back into my pussyass. As he fucked me on my back, I was by now so totally turned on and horny, I was begging for him to fuck me. As he fucked me on my back like the slut I long to be, Brandon leaned over and sucked on my tits as he continued to work his black cock in and out of my by now totally cock hungry pussyass. By now I was working my pussyass hard against his cock, pushing my ass hard against his thrusting cock as I moaned and begged him to fuck me and make me his feminized whore begging for his black cock. Brandon suddenly lifted me up with my pussyass still impaled on his black cock, leaned back against the bed and had me straddling him as I rode his black cock like a total slut that I have become. Brandon sat up on the bed as I rode him and sucked on my right breast as his hands played with my left breast. Juan in the meantime was busy recording how I have been turned from a shy bottom into such a slut bouncing up and down on his black friends bare cock, breast thrust into his mouth begging for him to fuck me and cum in me. As I rode Brandon's cock, I became a totally unthinking slut whose only thought was the cock that I was riding on. I made sure I pulled completely out of Brandon's cock before I sat down on it till it was fully in me before pulling it out again. I was just totally lost in the sensation of having his whole 9 in cock sliding in and out of my pussyass while he sucked and played with my tits. Brandon started fucking me hard and fast and telling me that I am his crystal whore and that he is going to fill me full of his cum and mark me with his cum so that my only thought is that I have been impregnated by him and that I am now his feminized slut whore for him to do as he wish and to keep filled with black cum till my pussyass won’t need any lube because of the amount of cum in me all the time. With that he plunged his cock all the way in my pussyass and I felt his cock spasm as he pumped gallons of his black cum into my hungry pussyass. With his cum, he kept repeating that I am now his black cock whore and that all I can think of is his black cock and that my one and only purpose from now on is to be a total whore for him and Juan. When he pulled out, Juan moved the camera up close to film all the thick creamy cum gushing out from my stretch and open pussy. He then plunged his cock in me as Brandon took over the filming of my pussyass being ravaged bareback by Juan's cock. As Juan fucked me, you can see the cum being forced out of my pussyass. It was now Juan's turn to tell me repeatedly that I am now a total slut whore and that the only thing on my mind is to be filled by big cocks. Brandon pushed his semi hard cock into my mouth as Juan fucked me and once again I have both my holes filled with cocks. The fucking went on for such a long time that the video ran out of memory. After hours of being used, my mind went totally blank and I woke up with Juan's cock plugged in my pussyass and my mouth suckling on Brandon's cock. They told me to shower and cleaned up as they are going to bring me out and show me off as their feminized whore. I had washed up with soap and just as I was about to clean out all the cum in my hole. They both entered the shower naked, still sporting hard-ons. Brandon said, “Stop cleaning out the cum from your pussy, we have another gift for you bend over”. I thought we’re going to do it in the shower. Juan pushed his hard cock it my still cum lubed pussyass. I pushed back and started to move forward to fuck myself on Juan’s hard cock but Brandon grabbed my shoulders and told me to hold still. Then he told Juan to go ahead, do it. I felt warm liquid filling my ass. He was pissing in me! Then Oh wow! I started to see colors and was rushing again. My pussy ass was so stretched the mix of cum and Tina was running down my legs. Brandon quickly got behind me, grabbed my should from behind and shoved his entire 9 inches into me, bottoming out. He said for me to be still and not move. Again I felt the warm liquid fill deep into my bowels. I was fuckin’ flying again! Brandon was still holding onto me with his big huge dick filling me up. I felt like a wet doll impaled on his huge cock. I just kept rushing. Then he said that’s it, my Tina piss is so far up there it won’t leak out anytime soon. As I stood up, He asked me, “didn’t I tell you it would be good”. I bent over again spreading my ass cheeks apart trying to back up on his cock but he moved away. So then I went to kneel down to suck his cock, but he said there will be plenty more of that tonight and to finish cleaning up. They then when I came out of the shower and while I was drying off, Juan was there. He laced me up even tighter in the waist cincher, had me put on my stockings. I was wondering about my underwear but there wasn’t much need for it to hold my fem. cock in as it had shrunk into a tiny 2in clit on account of the crystal. I was given a silky blouse this time, the blouse was a wrap around blouse and my tits could be seen almost popping out every time I moved. I put on my heels and a really short leather skirt to complete my whore outfit. He had me put on some makeup and sluttish red lipstick on my big lips. Brandon said to hold on, he kissed me, I could feel his hard body against my tits and the sensation of his chest rubbing against my tits through the silk blouse was starting to turn me on again especially as he kept his mouth locked on mine as the meth was working on my brain. As I got more and more turned on by the crystal, I felt Juan lubing up my pussyass and then inserting an enema bulb into my pussyass. I felt warm liquid up my pussyass and with the crystal working its magic on my brain; I was fast becoming a total slut pushing my pussyass against Juan. When he had squeezed every last drop of the liquid in me, he instructed me to hold it in and then inserted a huge vibrating butt plug into my pussyass, plugging me up and preventing the liquid from flowing out. I was then made to put on a pair of thongs that pushed hard against the butt plug preventing the butt plug from sliding out. By now I was reeling from the effects of the crystal that Juan had forced in me. I could feel the liquid in my pussyass weighing me down. As we stepped out, Juan told me that I am going to be a total slut tonight as the liquid he had forced in me contained lots of crystal and that it would ensure that I remained totally high and horny the whole night long and that it would ensure that I won’t be able to resist when they have a group use me and they film how I have become a totally feminine whore that gets gangbanged. By now, the large booty bump started to get me really high and I was totally horny as I tried to walk on my 5 inch heels. The movement was making my nipples rubbing against the blouse and turning me on even more. In the car, both Juan and Brandon kept running their hands all over my tits, caressing my body, teasing my pussyass by turning the vibrating butt plug on and off. By the time I reached our destination, I was so totally tweaked and turned on; the only thing on my mind was to be used by cocks, lots and lots of cocks.... If you like this story please let me know  and I’ll let you know where we went and what happen there… tinapantybtm@gmail.com

Laughter floated through the comic store through the back room’s open door, meeting my ears and distracting me from the invoice I was reviewing with the store owner. Another laugh transported me back to the first boy I’d fucked in the rec center lockerroom after summer swimteam practice, almost 15 years ago. As soon as the owner signed the form, I excused myself and went searching for the boy whose chuckles got my cock hard. Near the far end of the store, I found three teen boys wearing baseball gear(showing off some firm bubble butts, tight waistlines and broad, if still developing, shoulders), presumably on their way home from practice. They were so engrossed in the adult magazine section they didn’t notice me sneak around the corner where they couldn’t see me. “Holy shit dude, look at those tits! That bitch is fucking hot bro. You gotta get this for me man,” said the shortest boy, who was a good six inches shorter than my 6’2”. By his begging, I guessed only one of the boys was old enough to buy the plastic wrapped mag, even though they each looked about 15-16. Before the other two could respond, one of their cell phones rang, and the tallest boy, who was probably within an inch of my height, retrieved it from his bag. “You here? K, be right out,” He hung up and turned to the middle boy, who I’d put at 5’10”. “You sure you don’t want a ride simon? My mom’s CRV can probably hold your bike.” “No thanks bro, I wanna hit up sports authority on the way home and return the speedo my mom got me since my swim coach said we can wear trunks now.” Simon responded, fist bumping his teammates as they picked up their bags and made their way to the door. He watched them go out the door before picking up another plastic wrapped magazine, reaching down and adjusting his bulge. He tried peeling the adhesive edge back to sneak the magazine out of its wrapper, and I took the opportunity to turn the corner, causing him to drop the mag and almost bolt. “Here you go bro,” I said, picking up the nudie mag and handing it back to him. “Nice choice, you got a lot of gangbang porn?” My attitude put him somewhat at ease, and I had to stifle a giggle when he responded by saying he usually preferred anal. His tone told me he was trying to save face, so I went with it and showed him a magazine that specialized in girls getting fucked up the ass by HUGE cocks. His eyes got wide and his pants tented even more, which reflected in my knakis. “You gonna get that one?” My question shocked him out of his trance, and he blew it off. “Nah man, I only brought enough to get the x-men collection I want.” He handed me the magazine again and I asked which collection. As it turns out, Simon is a huge comic book geek who’d rather be spending his summer reading about super heroes, than in the pool and on the diamond. He was careful to keep his comments as masculine as possible, but once I expressed my own interest and started explaining my collection at home, his teen-thug jock boy persona began to fail as we discussed comic book mythology. It was almost an hour later when we separated to check out, but ‘mysteriously’ I ended up behind him in line, making it easy to ensure he saw the two anal themed magazines I purchased. As we walked through the first set of doors on the store’s airlock, we realized the sunny afternoon had given way to a downpoor. We both ran out, me to my truck, him to his bike, and I waited a moment before taking advantage of this added stroke of luck. “You wanna lift bud?” I yelled out my open window as he tried in vain to keep his balance on the bike. Defeated, he dismounted and wheeled along side me, sticking his drenched head in the window. “I don’t know man, I live pretty far and I am supposed to exchange something near my house, I’d feel bad taking you out of your way.” His words protested, but he was already shivering, so I suggested he wait at my house a few blocks away till the rain let up. Despite his false maturity, I could see him worrying about going with a stranger. “You can dry your clothes and check out my comic collection.” The appeal of my comic books got him to toss his bike in the truck bed and hop in the cab beside me. Two minutes of me trying not to stare at his almost see through baseball uniform and we were already at my house. I parked on my circular front drive instead of pulling around back to the garage, knowing we’d both get soaked. Even better, the muddy ground caused us both to slip getting his bike from the truck to the covered porch, leaving most of our lower bodies a complete mess. Inside, I asked that he strip off his muddy clothes before tracking it all over the house, and was down to my briefs before he could argue. He stripped tentatively down to his support shorts, but I made sure not to look as I tossed the clothes in the washing machine and showed him to my guest suite to use the shower, promising I’d leave some loaner clothes on the bed for when he got out. I accidentally set the anal mags down to get out some towels before heading to my room to shower as well. After the fastest shower I’d ever taken, I tied my smallest towel around my waist, check out my firm calves and thighs, my hefty bulge, my slightly hairy 4 pack leading to my slab pecs, up past my firm jawline to the top of my 6’2” head, well framing my caramel eyes with my black wavy hair. I raced back to the guest room with my flimsiest pair of shorts and an extra-large white cotton wife-beater slung over my buff shoulder and bicep, bursting into the bathroom to find the exact sight I’d been hoping for: Freshly showered Simon on the toilet, his legs spread wide. My cock stiffened slightly in the moment before he realized I’d come in, catching his one hand between his legs with two fingers rubbing the edge of his tight ass, while his other hand rapidly stroked his young 7 inch cut cock. Once he saw my “shocked” face, he grabbed the open magazine showing a petite blonde girl being double fucked by a pair of Italian men who looked kinda like me. “sorry man, here’s the clothes, didn’t mean to interrupt,” I made a big show of not looking, knowing the large clock on the wall in front of Simon concealed a camera which had caught every minute of his shower and the jack off show following. I shut the door behind me, sure he’d be too embarrassed to continue. Right on schedule, he rushed out into the living room as soon as he could pull on the shorts and tee shirt. His hard on was clearly outlined in the thin cotton, and his firm chest was still wet enough to make the shirt transparent. I assured him not to worry about and showed him to my office and massive collection of comic books. Over the next hour we worked him into being comfortable, which was just enough time for the rain to let up. I worried I’d taken too much time making him feel at ease, but he was in no hurry to leave, especially when I mentioned a funny movie a friend sent me featuring some comic heroes fucking. I put on the video and we watched for a while, laughing at the cheesy plot lines in the beginning, growing quiet when the scene evolved into wonder girl getting gang banged by batguy, supermale, cycocks, and Iron rod. I had slowly worked myself to full mast out of Simon’s sight, waiting for him to turn to me. “Holy shit man,” Simon said when he finally caught sight of my dick. I jumped and apologized, ‘not realizing’ what was going on below my waist. In a dramatic attempt to cover my hard drooling uncut 9 inches, I tried tugging the towel over it, but alas that unfastened it from my waist, leaving me naked. Simon openly gawked, his cock hard under the shorts, leaving a wet spot, and his mouth aghast, making me wish I could shove my cock in without scarring him off. Instead I bent over and exposed my smooth tight butt cheeks, winked my fuzzy hole at him, while retrieving the towel and dashing into my connecting bedroom before nudging the door almost totally shut. “Sorry about that bro, just gimme a minute to throw on some clothes and I’ll drive you home man.” I yelled as I whipped out some lube, and got in the exact right position behind the door so anyone peeking through could clearly watch me in the full length mirror. A few loud strokes to be sure he knew what was happening, and the light beneath the door was blocked by Simon’s shadow. I began stroking faster and harder, keeping my face and body in the mirror while trying to ‘keep quiet,’ until the shadow began moving too. He was stroking now, I was sure of it, which was all it took for my balls to tighten, aiming my dick head towards my pecs and letting loose my thick creamy cum in 3 gigantic geysers across my chin and chest, with some smaller shots coating my lower abs, cock and the floor at my feet. That night once Simon left, I confirmed my suspicions and shot another load watching his shower/stroke show in the bathroom and his repeat performance with giant cum shot standing just outside my bedroom door. After denying myself the glances when he was there, I thoroughly memorized every inch of his naked form, from his slim, toned legs to his shelf-like butt, to his fuzzy balls and pubes surrounding his gorgeous pink cock with a slight right-curve, up his treasure trail and six pack to the beginnings of muscly chest and shoulders, over firm well-formed biceps, topped off by his round cheeks, strong brow, blue eyes and dark brown buzzed hair. The only signs of his youth were the baby fat on both sets of cheeks, which were smooth and rosy, on his face and behind. Watching him panic and shoot all over the plant by the door was almost as hot as when he got a finger into his hole in the shower. After I got dressed and brought Simon his clothes, we talked about the upcoming work I would be doing cataloging my comics and entering them into a database for insurance purposes. Since Simon really wanted to read some of the rare books I had, but I had a no lending policy, he agreed to come by a few days after practice each week and help me catalog, reading them at my house. A few days into our plan, I was called to work when he was supposed to arrive, so I decided to leave a key for him. This allowed me to begin his education. Over the following month, I managed to have Simon catch me balls deep in a blond bitch, titty fucking a redhead from the grocery store, and eating out and feeding my cock my cock to a Hawaiian college girl I sometimes hook up with. Each time I’d make sure to be in the thick of it right when he usually arrived, playing in open areas of the house where he could hide and watch me fuck, then sneak out, and come back once I’d bid the girl goodbye. My hidden cameras confirmed he was enjoying the shows, providing me plenty of fodder for jack sessions. After six weeks, I had a threesome on the kitchen table with a married couple I met online, making sure to listen for the creak of the front door to begin the countdown of ten minutes of tag teaming the wife before I was sure Simon would be close to cumming, and sneaking my cock into the ass of the husband. We hadn’t discussed it online before-hand, but I knew by how he moaned when I fingered him, that he needed my cock in his hole. It was during these sessions I also made sure that he saw my partners and I taking hits from a glass pipe filled with tina, and encouraged them to tell me how much they loved it and how much hotter it made the sex. Finally, after some more couple sessions where I’d fuck, suck and feed the guy, I invited over a 24 year old bodybuilder I’d met online who had a very specific fetish. So a week before his last day, Simon snuck in the front door, down the stairs and down the hall way until he was outside my media room. When he looked inside, I’d love to have seen his reaction. In the middle of the room I stood in my black boots, black latex jockstrap/shirt, leather gloves, and full cape and cowl. On his knees in front of me was the 24 yr old in red boots, red and blue jock, blue butt plug, red leather harness and red cape emboldened with a yellow ‘S’ and deep throating my cock. I’d pushed the furniture to the back of the room, creating a vast space for a super fuck, and plenty of hiding spots behind couches for Simon. Once I removed his “kryptonite” plug, Superman ended up getting fucked for almost a full hour before I pulled out and came on his ass and cape, but I couldn’t tell if Simon had stayed to watch or left. When I kicked out the super cum bucket, I expected Simon to show up just as he usually did, but instead I received a text telling me he forgot something and needed to go home early. I panicked that he was disgusted and gone for good, so I ran to my computer and checked the feed. Just as I thought, he came in, started watching, then slid into the room behind the couch where the cameras couldn’t see. Right after I blew on superlad, Simon slipped out the door, up the stairs and was gone. I was certain he was never coming back. The next day, I’d just gotten done working out and drove home to find Simon already in the house working. He informed me that baseball was over for the season and he would be there by noon for the last five days of our arrangement. An hour later he’d finished his work for the day and decided to go home early. I guess that meant he was not okay with what happened and wanted to get it done as fast as possible. I almost called it quits, but decided to check out the hidden cams just in case. A smile spread over my face as the tapes revealed Simon digging through my stuff until he found the butt plug and costumes, before lubing the plug, and slowly sliding it into his hole. And beginning to jerk. Hard. He was about to cum right as I arrived, and quickly shoved the costumes back in the closet, pulled up his briefs and shorts and dashing back into the office. I fast-forwarded and then hopped to my bedside drawer to verify what I thought was true. The butt plug was still in his ass! I whipped out my cock and came all over my self. The next day I put my final plan into action. With only four days to go, I told him I wanted to thank him for all his help by buying his ticket to the comic con that weekend in town. He practically flipped out, throwing his arms around me before he remembered his manly bravado and socked me in the arm as he pulled away. After that I made sure I was around every minute of every day (except a few for him to sneak the butt plug back in my drawer). This all led up to the last day, which would hopefully guarantee me some leverage. When he arrived that afternoon, I was in the living room getting head from a college guy I’d met at the gym, watching some anal gangbang porn and working a big, pink dildo into his bubble butt. But this time, I “heard” him arrive and made the college boy scramble to get dressed, while Simon, freaked he’d get caught watching, ran up the stairs to the office. I proceeded to tell the college boy I’d fuck him back at his dorm room if he’d wait outside for me to toss the dildo in my room and give my “assistant” some instructions for the day. College boy reluctantly agreed since I was providing the drugs, and I went upstairs and through the hall door into my bedroom, leaving the dildo, porn dvd and lube on my bed, and poorly covering them with a towel. I then opened the door to the office and I told him I was running out for a few hours, but I had a surprise for him for the comic con. I proceeded to disappear into my closet and brought out two garment bags. I unzipped them and his eyes widened Inside were full costumes for batman and robin. The batman suit was just a fully clothed version of the one I’d worn a week before, complete with utility belt and skin tight body suit. The robin suit was comprised of small boots, speedo style briefs, tight tunic, butt length cape, black wig and face mask. I could see his cock pulsing under his bball shorts, so instead of waiting for a thank you, I tossed it on the bed somewhat near the dildo and told him to try it on before I got back to be sure it fits, and otherwise just enjoy reading comics, since the work was done. I drove the college boy to his dorm and fucked him for ten minutes until he came, and then made some excuse and headed back to the house. Parking around the corner I snuck in through the side gate and into the gardening shed, where I had set up my laptop and a comfy chair the night before. After being gone for 30 mins I was hoping he’d be well into enjoying the goodies I left for him. Simon didn’t disappoint. When the screen went on, it took a minute for me to scroll through the cameras in the house until finally I found him. Splayed out on my bed, Simon was decked out in the full robin outfit, except the speedo-like cod piece was discarded on the floor. He stroked his cock hard before sliding on the finishing touch with the wig and the mask. He hopped up and crossed to the mirror, sucking the dildo and stroking while checking himself out. He paused for a moment as he walked over, inserting the dvd into the dvd player, and starting a bi-bareback gangbang flick. Once it passed the fbi warning, he made his way back to the mirror, picking up something along the way and started lubing up the dildo. He then pressed the suction cup of the dildo to the mirror and turned around, shoving whatever was in his hand into his mouth. My cock threatened to rip my shorts open when Simon finally managed to work the tip of the dildo into his hole. Once the head popped in, I could tell he was in pain and pulled away quickly. Little did he know his ass had stronger suction than the suction cup and the dildo came off the mirror with him. He hobbled to the bed and was about to pull it out but he lost his balance and ended up taking it further, spitting out the unidentifiable scrap in his mouth. “Oh fuck, fuck, FUCK!” he yelled loud enough I turned down the speakers in case anyone was walking past the house. He tried pulling the dildo out again, and this time he discovered the pleasure it could provide. His dick throbbed and leaked some precum on my bedspread when he got it most of the way out, so he started reinserting it and took the cloth back in his mouth. 5 minutes later he had resuctioned the dildo to the top of my dresser and bounced like he had springs in his ass. He was obviously getting close, which caused him to pull the cloth from his mouth and hold it to his nose as he stroked and galloped. “Fuck yeah, fuck my hole while I make her my bitch. Does that ass feel good sir? Cause your cock is gonna make me cum in her fucking pussy. Can I shoot in her pussy sir? Please sir? I want to shoot my sperm in her pussy sir. I can’t hold it anymore sir, I am blowing my sperm in her slit sir. Here is cums bitch, Here it…UHHH…FUCK…TAKE MY CUM…” From the slit of his cock a giant load shot out, dousing his entire costume and forcing him backwards against the wall behind the dresser. My load was almost as big but it went where most of my jerked loads went, into a bottle I had been slowly filling with my tina-laced cum, then refrigerating for use on Simon’s ass, hopefully. While he was recovering, I squinted at the screen and finally identified the thing that Simon had been sucking/sniffing. It was a pair of panties from the Hawaiian slut. After one of our sessions, I used them to soak up my jizz and wipe down her cunt and ass, but then when we were getting dressed we couldn’t find them. I figured they were somewhere in my collection of cumrags, but it was incredibly hot knowing Simon had them all this time, sucking on my dried cum. I gave Simon enough time to get out of the costume, shower, get everything back in order, and sneak the buttplug into his bag. When I pulled up a few minutes later, he was just throwing the costume in the dryer, assuring me it fit perfectly. We sat down and went over our plans for the next day, deciding we would meet at 8 Saturday morning in normal clothes, then take a train into the city for the convention, and change when we arrived. Since we wanted to schedule our time at the convention carefully, we pulled up the website and discovered there were events well into that night, including a dark knight forum on the roof of the hotel, a costume party at 10pm and a contest at midnight. “We gotta enter Mr. Torelli, our costumes are awesome,” He said, sounding younger and younger every time we saw another cool event. “Simon, you can call me Steve, and I wish we could but the last train leaves at 7,” I put my hand around his shoulders and squeezed, sympathetically. “So we’re outta luck unless you are okay with staying overnight. If we got a couple rooms, that would allow us to stop by Sunday morning for the artists’ brunch, and still be back Sunday afternoon or evening at the latest.” “That would rock Mr. To- Sorry, Steve, but I don’t know if I can. I need to check with folks while I’m on summer vacation,” Simon said, trying to keep up the ambiguity we’d had since our first meeting. I was pretty sure he was still in high school, but we live in a college town and he always tried to make it sound like he was only living at home until school started back up. I’d met his parents once when they came to pick him up one day, which was probably planned for their peace of mind. Still, Simon played it off like a champ, telling me “I don’t need a car at school so I let them provide the ride over the summer so they feel useful.” “Well let me know as soon as you get permission and I’ll book the rooms,” knowing we’d be sharing one room that I booked weeks ago before they all filled up. “I don’t need permission, I just have to be sure they aren’t planning anything that includes me tomorrow night or Sunday morning. I’ll call them right now and let them know I’m gonna be out. Be right back,” Simon said, walking out of the office and down stairs into the kitchen. I clicked on the hidden camera to hear him tell his parents. “Mom? Tomorrow after comic con, Jerry and his dad are gonna stay for the Sunday morning events and invited me to go….I know it’s last minute but we can all stay in the city with Jerry’s aunt…They told me she is happy to host all of us and we can take the train back Sunday night…You don’t need to pick me up, I’ll bike home…No I won’t be too tired mom, I swear…I’ll be fine at practice…Please, if I promise to get plenty of sleep and get a ride so I can be at swim practice on time? Please!... Thank you! Ok, I’ll make sure they can drop me off Sunday night…Um I don’t know if I can stay at Jerry’s Sunday night too…I know it is way closer to practice but I’ll have been with them the night before, plus Jerry doesn’t always go to practice…Ok, I’ll ask, but if not I’ll ride my bike. Ok, see you at home…like an hour…love you too, bye.” Simon’s phone call told me enough to know his parents thought he was going with a friend from school. It also told me they would be totally fine not seeing him until Monday after his swim team practice. Most importantly, it meant I had Simon by the balls. “I told them we were going, they just asked me to ask you if it is cool for me to stay over Sunday if we get back too late for me to bike home,” he informed me as he returned to the office with his costume from the dryer. The next morning Simon texted me asking if I could pick him up a few blocks from the station at his friend Jerry’s house, so I brought our outfits, picked him up and marked down one more lie he told his folks for my blackmail. I told Simon to wear something comfy so we could just sleep in it after we changed from our suits, so I was happy to see he was in some loose shorts and a baggy t-shirt with flip flops. Once we got on the train, we talked about the upcoming day and I began the last step in Simon’s corruption, beginning with some water bottles filled with a vodka punch, with clips to attach them to our utility belts. Simon didn’t want to seem uncool, so he took a big gulp and almost coughed up a lung on the train. Once we got to the convention center I told Simon to get our passes while I checked us into our rooms. Simon never questioned me when I told him the hotel screwed up and put us in one room instead of two and they were full up. He just swigged from his bottle and followed me up there to change. As soon as we got the door open, I pressed his Robin suit into his chest and began undressing. Simon followed suit, until he realized he would have to get naked. “Shit Steve, I gotta change into the bottom part in the john, I forgot to wear undies…I’m not sure they’d even fit anyway,” Simon moved towards the door but I stopped him. “Damn Simon, you’d better show me how they look, cause you can’t go commando if they will show too much.” With that I yanked down his shorts and tossed him the briefs. He slid them up his legs sheepishly, confirming they would give away every detail. “Shit. Well I guess you’ll have to wear your shorts.” “No way Steve, that will look like crap. There’s gotta be something I can do to obscure my…you know,” he pleaded. I smirked inside and offered another suggestion. “Well I guess you can wear the thong I was going to wear under mine since my suit has a separate lining for the cod piece,” I said with my most disdainful voice, not wanting him to realize I’d been wearing it since yesterday in preparation. “Fuck, if you don’t mind, that sounds way better than my shitty shorts,” Simon slid off the bottoms again and stood, naked from the waist down, robin from the waist up. I had only changed into the top half of my outfit so far, so Simon had no choice but to wait as I peeled off my sweats and then removed my thong. I pretended not to notice Simon staring at my thick soft uncut monster and balls, which I had trimmed and fluffed in advance for his viewing pleasure. He slid took the thong and slid it up his legs, disheartened to find it was too big after stretching over my meat and butt. Good thing it was adjustable, which allowed me to reach between his legs and pull the elastic cords through the clasp until it was tighter, and the clasp was pulled up against his hole, to help stimulate him throughout the day. Fully decked, we hit the convention and had a blast, meeting writers, pencilers, inkers, some b-movie and tv stars and stopping every 10 minutes so another geek could get a photo with us. Through every bit of it, Simon never left my side, seeming to take pride in all the attention we received as the dynamic duo. By the time we hit the party that night, I had almost forgotten my original goal. That is, until, we started prepping for the costume contest. There were five categories. Best Costume, Best hero, best villain, best duo, and best team. Once Simon heard that the results would be based on audience response, he insisted we start working the crowd, which was mostly men. Not too surprisingly, a lot of guys loved our look, a few even trying to convince me to sneak off and fuck them in the bathroom or let them take Simon aside and blow or fuck him. I kept them away, but did get a couple numbers, while Simon downed shot after free shot offered to him by his fans. When the contest began, we were quickly moved from the first round to the second and into the finals for Best Duo. The results were close, but we got second place and a $50 gift certificate to a comic store, with first going to Mystique and Rogue (it’s hard competing with hot chicks in blue paint and skin tight spandex in a room full of nerds). As we left the stage, we were approached by a huge muscly guy dressed as bane asking if we’d like to join him and some friends and compete for best group. I wanted to get Simon upstairs, but Bane’s bulging arms, chest and crotch swayed me. Turns out he’d gotten a collection of seriously impressive costumed villains, including the Joker, Penquin, two-face, Catwoman (in full leather) and Riddler. We killed the closest competition and each of the group ended up leaving with $100 gift cards. We said our good-byes, but Bane stopped us and told us that the gay bar across the street was holding a naughty contest in 15 minutes. I said no, but Simon cut me off, asking what the prize was. When he discovered first prize was a signed copy of sin city, he dragged me over there. Somehow with the wig and the mask, the bouncer didn’t card Simon, waving us through and groping Simon’s ass as he passed. Inside we were outmatched by tons of guys in nothing but speedos and body paint, but Simon wouldn’t give up without a fight, dragging me into the bathroom and finding a stall, he stripped off the shirt and tunic, pulled off his speedos and showed me his new look in just his (my) thong, belt, boots, cape, mask and wig. “Wow Simon, you sure you are okay going out there like that?” I prayed he’d say yes. “Shit Steve, who cares if some fags wanna perv on me if we win right?” Simon slurred slightly. “But you gotta do it too Steve, so they can see your huge dick.” He laughed and began pulling at my suit, which got a chuckle from me before I pushed him back onto the seat and slowly stripped away the uniform until I was left in my boots, cowl, gloves, belt and cape. Simon was a little too drunk to care about playing macho and sat staring at my junk while I put the cod piece and utility belt back on. Suddenly he realized how long he’d been looking and pushed past me back into the main area of the bathroom. “Wish mine was bigger, then we’d win for sure,” Simon said, reaching into the thong to try and make his cock look as big as possible. I almost reached over to help him get it up, but remembered myself and where we were in the nick of time. We made our way back out onto the dance floor and check our unused costume pieces at the coat check, where a gigantic drag queen dressed as wonder woman told us we were missing something. She proceeded to whip out a fat black magic marker and draw the Robin ‘R’ on Simon’s chest, and the batman symbol on mine, with amazing skill. We gave her a huge tip, and she returned the favor by sliding the magic marker down the back of Simon’s thong so it was rubbing against his hole like a dick head waiting to fuck. “There you go sweety, just let Batman move the marker around every few minutes till you go up there and you’ll be saving the day in no time,” She smiled and waved us off to flirt and convince the guys to vote for us. Simon finally awoke to the reality of his outfit as we hit the crowd and every guy we met took the opportunity to squeeze my hardening cock and grab his ass. Before I knew it, Simon had his ass firmly against my hip, moving the marker with each step, which did a fine job of stimulating his hole. We got across the stage just in time to start the contest and it was a good thing. Looking down, Simon was now almost totally hard and his ass was bright red from pinches, slaps and grasping hands. When our turn came up, Simon almost chickened out, but the crowds roar in response to my obvious 9 inch hard on and his dripping semi and firm cheeks got him to strike a couple poses and even do a handspring off the stage when we exited. Simon and I enjoyed some free drinks while votes were tallied, but sadly we lost to some naked avengers. Second place was our choice of $100 bar tabs or a set of leather gear including a jockstrap, harness, wrist cuffs and a mask. Simon jumped at the bar tab, but I told him we’d had enough and took the leather gear instead. Back at the hotel, half dressed to where we weren’t indecent, Simon was bouncing off the walls talking about all the insane stuff we’d done and how he’d never get to sleep. In the elevator, a sexy scarlet witch had her hand down the pants of a ripped Hulk, obviously okay with us watching the two of them get started. By the time we reached our mutual floor, she was on her knees sucking his dick and groping Simon and I. At the Hulk’s room, she whispered something to him and then asked if we’d like to come inside. I looked at Simon and he looked equal parts excited and terrified, so I told her we had to hit the room first, get cleaned up and we’d head back when we were ready. She stroked us each once, and headed into the room behind Hulk, revealing another three or four people having sex on the king bed in the middle of the suite. As the door shut, I turned to see if Simon had changed his mind and wanted to join them, but he was already half way down the hall to our room. When we got inside, he started ranting about how hot she was and how much he wanted to plow her full of his semen. “So lets go back and fuck her,” I sat beside him on the bed and put an arm around him, rubbing it up and down his bare arm. “We can tag team her Robin.” That got a smile out of him. “I don’t know if I can Mr. Torelli . I tried doing it with this girl from school and my friend Eric, but I got weirded out having another dude around,” Simon sighed as I slid my hand under his cape and rubbed his lower back. “Having other dicks around just makes me nervous; wondering if they’re bigger, if they’re gonna try something with me, if-“ “Slow down Simon, you don’t need to explain it, you’re not with your friends or some coach who talks down to you. I understand exactly what you mean, that’s why you need to call me Steve. Sounds like you are stuck in your head when you should be stuck in some pussy. I think I have the solution if you think you can handle it,” I slid my free hand into the carry on sitting next to me, pulling out my zipper bag containing my pipe, favors and lighter. “I don’t do drugs Steve.” Simon frowned and looked away. “That’s cool, some people can handle them, some can’t. I bet most boys your age aren’t ready for this stuff, but then maybe you should wait to try the sex stuff until you can feel ready to handle a woman and not be distracted by the men around you.” Simon turned and looked at me like I betrayed him somehow. “I can handle a woman, Steve, I’m not a fuckin virgin!” Simon’s words said he was defiant of my assessment, but his voice rang of self doubt. “Even so Simon, you won’t be able to step outside your box and take control of those feelings until you can understand the difference between sex and nasty, no holds barred fucking, or between experimenting with something and becoming a drug addict or picking up a girl and seducing a woman. You should wait until you gain the necessary age and experience.” At that point I stood up and stripped naked, before sliding a robe on, but leaving it hanging open. “I’m gonna head over and get some pussy, maybe even fuck scarlet witch in her ass, if you can handle it you could come watch.” I turned and picked up a room key, sliding it, my phone, the tina, pipe and lighter into the robe pocket and reached for the door before I heard Simon say wait. “I’d be down to try it, but only a little.” Simon walked over to me and held out his hand. I passed him the pipe which he looked at for a moment before realizing he didn’t know how to light it. I took it back before he got embarrassed and told him to inhale when I said go. I filled it with a big bowl of crystal and lit the underside, until smoke started swirling. “Go.” He sucked in for a long time, using his full lung capacity from swimming until he couldn’t inhale anymore. Suddenly he coughed loudly and exhaled a giant cloud of smoke. Once he’d regained his composure I showed him how it was done and then did it again for him, instructing him to blow it in my mouth when he was ready to exhale. He handled it like a champ on that round and blew a large cloud to me. I did the same back to him and we continued like that for a few minutes until he seemed to be feeling the high. “Now you see how to do it, I want you to keep hitting it while I go see if they are still up for guests down the hall.” I handed him the pipe, encouraged that he desperately went for it, and stepped into the hall. Instead of going down to the orgy, I paused and pulled out my phone, texting the hottest of the men I’d met that evening, including bane. I let them all know I was about to break in a virgin bottom who got high and drunk and would be loaning out his hole to any top with a big cock, big load and big need to breed his virgin hole. Once I got some responses, I stepped back inside, explaining that they were taking a break but would come down and get us when they started again. “Shit, they had to take a break now Steve? I’m horny as fuck on this stuff,” Simon was stroking his hard dick through the thong, but had removed the rest of his costume except for the mask. I started to chub up watching him switch between smoking and stroking while wearing a mask and thong and nothing else. I took the opportunity to pull out my laptop and bring up some bi porn featuring a woman getting her ass double fucked, but eventually leading to some man on man once we were warmed up. As he handed me the pipe I handed him my carry on and told him to see what he could find inside to help out with his lack of pussy. Inside he found a fleshlight, my big pink dildo, poppers, and some cock rings. He needed no instruction once he’d figured out the purpose of the fleshlight, working his cock in without even using the lube. I almost corrected him but decided it would be fine if it made his dick soft since I wasn’t planning on using that part of his body at all. Within minutes the tina really took over and his dick got soft. He tried everything to get it hard again, but was having no luck. Finally I was ready to complete my weeks of work, and show this wanna-be jock just how much of a bottom boy he was born to be. ”One surefire way to get hard again is with this,” I lifted the dildo and towards him. “Just lube it up and slide it in and you’ll hard in no time.” “No thanks Steve, I am not into that gay shit,” he punctuated the sentence by hitting the pipe and turning so I didn’t have as good a view of his cock. “We both know that’s not true don’t we Simon?” I reached over and grabbed his hand, causing him to twist back towards me. “I know you’ve been using my toys to get your rocks off, so why don’t you drop the bullshit and take this dildo up your ass.” His face went ashen and he stuttered, trying to find an explanation for my disappearing/reappearing toys, but drawing a blank. I twisted his arm slightly making him lie back on the bed, and slid the lubed dildo between his legs, before placing his hand on it and giving him a look that said the rest was up to him. His cheeks regained color and rushed to a bright pink as he began to realize he couldn’t hide his shame from me. Tentatively he worked the dildo between his cheeks, before I took pity on him. “Don’t be ashamed Sy, it’s just a toy, and you’ll come to find out most men enjoy toys sometimes. I bet every guy you know has put something up his hole at some point just to see if it feels as good as they say. So stop messing around and sit on that big rubber dick.” Simon couldn’t make eye contact with me as he raised his body up, set the dildo upright and worked his hole down over it. Whimpers and porn music were all you could hear in the room as he gradually worked 5, 6, 7, and finally all 8 inches into his tight virgin sphincter. As promised, his cock began to re-harden and before I knew it, he was bouncing up and down, drool flying from his slack mouth as both hands worked his hard cock. When he wasn’t looking I switched the lube bottle for the bottle of my tina-laced cum, then told him he’d better lube it up again unless he wanted to hurt himself. Still ignoring me, he intensely watch the daisy chain on the screen as he rose off the dildo and began to relube it. “What the hell?” he jumped as my lubed fingers slid in to replace the dildo, flying off of them. “What do you think you are doing man?” “Just making sure you’re lubed correctly. If you don’t know how to do it you could rip you hole or even burn yourself on that thing. Friction will do that.” I stood as I replied, spinning him around and bracing his shoulders with one arm as I inserted my fingers again. “Stop being such a baby.” “Jesus! Take your fuckin fingers out of my ass Steve. I don’t like dudes, and I don’t need any help with my ass.” Simon struggled against me, but less now that I found his prostate and started to milk it. “Seems to me you do, otherwise you’d know how to get it lubed for a dong or stolen butt plug.” Mentioning the stolen butt plug shut him up and eased his struggles even more. “bend forward a little and take a swig from that water bottle in my bag while I grab a crystal to put up there.” He did as he was told, bending until his ass trapped my hand between my crotch and where it was inside his hole. I took a big crystal from my baggie and proceeded to slide it in between two fingers, before working in a third. He complained of a burning sensation, which I explained to be from the tina in his ass, before suggesting another swig from my water bottle filled with gatorade and ghb to promote obedience. Every minute or so he’d try in vain to escape my grip, even as my fingers made him moan and sign. I knew the g was in full effect when he leaned back and let his whole body rest against my thighs, crotch and chest. Like a good trainee, he followed my movements as I walked us over to the bed and laid us down on our sides so we were still in contact from knee to shoulders. I took a second to check that his eyes were closed before switching the porn to a new video and reaching out to take over masturbating his dick, which barely got a “no” before he gave in and let me do as I pleased. He was finally ready for the final step. Without removing my fingers from his hole I maneuvered the head of my dick until it was in line with his tight hole. In one movement I pulled out the four fingers I had in him, and replaced it with the head of my cock. “Stop! Don’t Steve! Get your fucking dick away from my asshole!!!!!!” Instead I rolled my weight over his trashing drugged body until he was trapped and began the slow decent into virgin territory. “Get off me faggot!!!” “Before you call me a faggot I think you need to look at the computer screen and decide just how bad you want me to make things for you.” He raised his head as I said this, thrashing for another moment until it dawned that the video was of him dressed as robin, riding the dildo and begging an imaginary top to allow him to cum in a fictitious pussy. The thrashing started again, this time with desperate cries of terror. “Now based on what we can see here, the only faggot in this room is the mama’s boy with a dick up his ass and a fetish for being controlled by a big dominant man. It makes sense I guess, the idea that you might become a real man one day if you let enough of them plant the seed deep inside you and hope it grows you a set of balls. Until that day, I’m going to make your wish come true by forcing in the other half of my hard dick-“ “Other half?!?!” Simon began struggling more. “Yep, only got 5 inches so far, 4 and a bit to go before my balls touch that hole. And for interrupting me…” I shoved two of the four inches in that very second making him cry like a wounded animal. “SO SHUT UP and thank me for providing your hole with a continuous source of pleasure and nutrients until you graduate to fucking a woman, instead of being one. Now tell me the truth, you never really fucked a girl, did you?” “No, I fucked my last girlfrie” simon was cut off by the rest of my cock pounding home. “Alright! Please sir, you’re right, I never have. I tried but I came before I got inside her. That’s why I was so afraid, because you’d see that I didn’t deserve to come here and lied to you about my age and experience.” “Please Simon, I saw that the first day we met when you couldn’t keep your fingers off your hole for five minutes while you showered. You never need to worry about lying to me about what you are boy, because I see through you and know what you need even when you don’t. So hang on and pray to whatever you believe in, cause I am breaking you in right now.” The following fuck session lasted over 90 minutes, with Simon transitioning from screaming to crying to moaning to begging for more, to cumming, over and over in different orders. I ended up shooting three huge loads inside his hole, in every position I could force him into, before I finally took pity and pulled out to let him recuperate. Funny thing was he asked me to put it back almost immediately. I popped a Viagra and gave him some hits from the pipe and the g bottle before agreeing, at which point I laid back and watched as he rode me to another orgasm for each of us. Collapsing on my chest, his breathing ragged and sweat dripping off his sexy body, he begged me not to tell anyone about what we’d done and told me how ashamed he was when he woke up night after night imagining sucking my cock or letting me fuck his hole. He admitted all the times he’d watched me fuck my various gals and guys and even admitted to doing some things I was unaware of. My dick began to harden inside his hole again when he told me about stealing a discarded condom from my trash can, emptying the load from it the next day onto a cucumber and fucking the cum into his hole in the bathroom at baseball practice, then eating the cucumber. His repressed desires were spilled one by one before he finally stopped and looked at me for some sign that I thought he was evil or dirty. Instead I had him suck me clean while I explained that I’d videotaped the entire session and would send it directly to his house unless he continued to act as my cum dumpster during the school year. He began crying again and begged me not to, so I pulled him to his feet and wrapped him in a towel, donned a rode, grabbed the goodies and began dragging him towards the elevator. “You think I am punishing you, but you need to accept that I know what’s best for you.” As the elevator doors closed, I spun him around, slipped my cock out from my robe, under his towel and pierced his hole, eliciting a squeal. “Just give in so you can stop worrying about what you think you know and can see what is right here.” I pulled out as the doors opened on the lobby level, and texted Bane as I led him into the darkened pool and Jacuzzi area. Once inside the cedar steam room, I bent him over and tied his hands to the bench, lit the pipe and made him take a series of hits before sliding back inside him. He relaxed as my cock slipped past his inner sphincter, and even whispered thank you. Behind us a door creaked, causing him to stiffen again, because he couldn’t see the three handsome well hung men crowding into the space around us. Bane was a good inch longer and much bigger around than my hung cock, and his two friends, while average height and trim, were almost as impressively endowed. I stepped aside while they lubed up and took hits from the bowl. At the last second I remembered what was in my pocket and pulled out my phone to record the destruction of any last iota of will and defiance, not to mention the last time Simon would ever turn down a cock in his ass. Still it is fun to watch the videos of his gangrape and remember a time before he became a drug-addicted cum-hungry bottom slut.

Picture says it all... one of my biggest turn-ons is having a totally submissive guy between my legs, worshipping my cock and balls while I feed him poppers at MY discretion. Let me turn you into a sex-hungry animal with my cock down your throat while I force you to hit that bottle until you lose all control. Whoring you out and having guys fuck you in the ass in a bathhouse or hotel room while I drill your throat is even more of a turn-on. Would love to find a guy and use him until he can't even perform sexually without poppers. Want to talk about it? Hit me up.

I'd always been a pretty straight laced guy. At the age of 30, I'd done my share of partying, but had never lost my head. I'd been safe, responsible. I was proud to reach 30 without ever contracting an STD. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't a stiff. I'd experimented with drugs (weed, coke, Tina, g, e) but nothing too major. And I drank. Man, could I toss back the booze! On the particular February night this story takes place, I'd done just that. One drink at eight had turned into multiple drinks at different bars. I'm a fairly decent looking guy, so I've always been able to flirt at least a shot out of a bartender. By the time I stumbled into my apartment, it was 3:00 A.M. and I was trashed. So, I did what any drunk horny homo does: I got online. Usually, I dirty chat until I pass out but, tonight was different. Almost immediately I saw someone I knew: Justin. Justin was a very hot guy I'd fooled around with a couple of times and then lost track of - the way you can with tricks. He had a huge cock, but was always kind of boring in bed. He was pretty vanilla and never had the throw-down that I wanted. So, you can imagine my shock when he typed "Come over. I'm going to slam for the first time and I want you here." Now, I'd never slammed before, in fact I rarely did Tina. I didn't like the fact that I had difficulty getting hard and cumming when I partied. But, to watch a friend get slammed and party who I didn't know particularly well intrigued me. My rising cock sealed the deal. I was out the door and on the way to his house within five minutes. When I got there, the door man buzzed me into the building without even checking with him. I guess I was expected. I got on the elevator and I thought, I'm not going to party even if there's smoking. I'm going to watch him get slammed, see how slutty he gets, and jack off. That's all. This plan was confirmed when the door was opened not by Justin, but by someone else, who introduced himself saying "Hi, I'm Mark." "Hi Mark. Where's Justin?" "Oh, he's in the bathroom getting ready. Come in." Mark had answered the door shirtless and as i looked at his face and body all I could think was, Mark is poz, probably with a high viral load. He had defined muscles, but the were very pale with veins prominent everywhere. When he shook my hand, I noticed his nails were really long and looked kind of sharp, which was weird. Well, I thought, I'm definitely not partying. Do not want to loose my inhibitions with this guy. I walked into the apartment and found Justin getting out of the shower. "Hey, bro!" he said. "Glad you can make it! I really want someone here I can trust." His body was just as amazing as I remembered. t was hard not to stare, he was so beautiful. His dick, even soft, hung longer than my dick when hard. "No worries. The idea gets me hard, man! Watching you get chemmed!" "It does?" He reached out and felt my rising cock in my jeans. "Fuck yeah, dude. I didn't even know you partied!" "Only on occasion. In fact, I'm taking a hiatus to Tina for awhile, and want to end it with a bang." He started unzipping my jeans. I grabbed him and kissed him hard. "Let's get you fucked up, man!" We went into his bedroom. Mark had laid out three full needles in a tray. "Oh, Mark" I said, "Just in case one of those is for me, I can't tonight. I have work early and can't get fucked up - I'll watch you, 'tho." "Really?" he asked, "cause your dick seems to say otherwise" as he extracted my now hard cock out of my boxers. "I know, man. I wish I could, but really, I have to be responsible tonight." "It's cool. I understand." Justin sat down on a chair, worked a belt around his arm and started pumping his fist. His cock looked like it wanted action, so I started stroking it. "Yeah, Ryan!" he moaned. "Keep doing that. I need a distraction if I'm gonna do this." I knelt down and started sucking his now hard cock. It was so big, I had to concentrate to get it in my throat. "Just keep thinking about him, bro, and enjoy it!" Mark said. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mark prepare a point, and ever so slowly he inserted it into one of Justin's now prominent veins. I knew Justin was hit - he sucked in his breath, held it, and coughed. This had the mark of a good session. Mark undid the belt and pushed Justin's newly pointed arm up over his head. I sucked his cock down to the pubes and forced myself to hold steady, notwithstanding I really was on the verge of gagging. While I was not interested in any chem involvement, I was very interested in satisfying my slutty tendencies by pleasuring myself (and Justin). Justin leaned back, head against the wall, arm resting on his head. All he said was "Oh, fuck!" "You sure you don't want one?" Mark leaned in and asked me. I shook my head no, Justin's cock still in my mouth. Then, quite abruptly, Justin pushed my head off his cock and stood up, swaying a little. I got to my feet and moved to balance him. "You okay, bro?" "I need to go to the bathroom" as he stumbled into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. "How much did you give him?" I asked Mark. "Not much. Certainly not enough that he should have a bad reaction." "I'll go check on him." I walked to the bathroom door and I knocked. "Justin? You okay?" The door opened and Justin gestured me in. "I'm fine" he said. "More than fine." He grabbed me and pushed me up against the door, shoving his tongue into my mouth. I was stunned. Justin had never been aggressive before, but this new behavior was what I wanted. I moaned my approval of the animal the slam had brought-out in him. "I was just pretending" he whispered, continuing "I just met that guy online and, between you and me, I think he's poz." "I thought so, too" I replied quietly. "I think he might be full blown." "Really? Fuck. That crossed my mind. That's why I did this. Go out there and tell him I'm sick. I'll come out in a minute and tell him I just need to go to bed, that I got too much T. Then, you tell him you'll stay to make sure I'm okay. After he's gone, we'll fuck like sluts!" He shoved his tongue into my mouth again, grinding his dripping cock into my crotch. Pulling back, he grabbed my shoulders and flipped me around, bending me over the sink. Pushing my head into the mirror, he ground his cock into my ass crack, which, I thought, was a whole lot more interesting than if I blew him and simultaneously jacked-off. Just as long as I didn't party. Roughly pulling my head back up, he whispered "Get out there, bitch - and get rid of him." Pushing my cock back into my jeans, I zipped up and left the bathroom to find Mark was sitting on the bed. "Everything okay?" he asked. "Naw, man. He must be a light weight. He's really sick. It was kind of gross." "Fuck. Does he need to go to the hospital?" Before I had to come-up with a reply, the bathroom door opened and Justin stumbled over towards us, and unsteadily moved to crash on the bed, only to slide off the edge of the mattress and end-up sitting on his ass at the foot of the bed. Damn, he's good, I thought. For a second even I was convinced by his act. "I'm so sorry, Mark, I've gotta crash" said Justin as I moved to help him onto his bed. "It's okay. It happens - even to those with experience. It's just a matter of chemistry." I felt a little guilty, doing this to Mark. He seemed like an okay guy, especially for a dealer. And as for his supplies, well, at least some were now wasted. But, at the same time, I needed to feel Justin touch me again like he had in the bathroom. I liked his aggression and was happy to play along if I got a good fucking out of him. "I think I need to rest. Ryan?" Justin weakly asked. "Yeah?" "Will you stay in case I get sick again?" "Sure." "I think I should go," Mark said as he started to put his shirt back on. As he turned from me, I saw a bio-hazard tattoo on the small of his back. Yep, definitely a good thing he was leaving. "Sorry, Mark" Justin continued. I could not get over what a good actor he was. I almost believed he was sick. "I'll talk later." "No problem, really. Don't get up. Rest." "I'll walk you out," I offered. When we reached the door Mark turned to me saying "Glad you're here to watch him." "Yeah, it's no trouble" I said, thinking about how I hoped to be taken care of as soon as he was gone. "If you need anything, or if you want to party sometime, here's my card." He slid his card into my front pocket, letting his hand slide down and then up my hard on. "Thanks, Mark. I might take you up on that." He smiled and walked down the hall. I closed the door, waited a second, locked it, and rushed back to the bedroom. Justin had put on some porn and was standing up, stroking his eight inch cock. "Damn, I thought he'd never leave!" he said. "Come here, boy." Eagerly, I walked up to him. He grabbed me, and planted another intense kiss on my mouth. "Strip!" Without thinking, I dropped my trousers and pulled my shirt off over my head while I kicked off my shoes. "Faster, bitch" Justin said, lightly slapping my face. Damn! Dominate too? This had all the markings of a hot session, particularly as both times Justin and I had had sex, I'd fucked him and our experiences had been very vanilla. This was a whole new side of him, a dimension I liked - a lot. I stepped out of my boxers and stood before him naked, as I reached for cock, only to have him slap my hand away. "Did I say you could touch me, faggot?" he (almost) snarled. "No." "No, what, bitch?" "No sir!" "That's right! Are you going to do what I say?" "Yes sir!" "Everything I say?" "Yes sir!" "You better, faggot, or I will punish you. Believe me!" My hard cock was dripping pre-cum. This was exactly the kind of scene about which I'd fantasized, but hadn't had the guts to actually investigate. I knew I would do anything he said, no question. I felt the part of my brain that made rational choices slowly disappearing. "On your knees, bitch!" I quickly sank to my knees, opening my mouth and moving towards the beautiful cock I was prepared to worship. Justin slapped my face away. "Did I say suck it, faggot? Huh?" "No sir." "Did I even say open your mouth?" "No sir!" "If you can't obey, boy, I'll tie you down and make you obey." Th thought made my cock (and asshole) twitch. Would I let Justin tie me up? I'd never been tied up before. The copious stream of pre-cum seeping down my shaft and onto my balls told me all I needed to know. "Now, stand up." I did as I was told. Although I suspected it might get get me in trouble, I couldn't resist taking scooping up and tasting some of my pre-cum. Fuck! I love the taste of cum! Justin let me suck my finger dry before the punishment came. "Stupid faggot!" he yelled. "Too addicted to cum to listen to simple instructions?" "Yes sir." "Lay down on the bed." I had never tasted Justin's cum. When we fooled around in the past, it had always been very safe. I wondered if I'd get to taste his cum tonight. Now in his dominate, uninhibited, tweaked up state, anything was possible. I wasn't moving fast enough. Slap! Again I was ordered "Lay on the bed, you fucking faggot bitch!" Justin slammed me to the bed. Part of me wondered if his neighbors could hear us, but another part of me couldn't care less. It wasn't my apartment. "Stretch your arms out," he ordered. I did what I was told. Justin pulled ropes out from a night table and tied my hands to the bed posts. Ropes in his nightstand? Had he been planning this all along? Surely not, but what other explanation was there? Had Justin's range of sexual interests changed? For that matter, the question briefly crossed my mind Just how good of an actor was Justin? Had I walked into an elaborate scene he had concocted to get me tied up and helpless? I had come to his apartment thinking I'd be in charge. How wrong my expectations were. In any event, any worries I had melted away with the thought of his amazing cock, and the possibility that I might get to swallow his cum. I wanted to taste him so badly, to feel him shoot his load down my throat. I hoped he'd pull out a little, letting a blast or two land on my tongue so that I could savor it before swallowing it. "I'm going to breed you tonight, boy." Quickly I was pulled out of my fantasy. Breed me? I had never had a bare dick in my ass before, let alone had anyone cum in my hole. I was negative and proud of it. Breed me? This had gone too far. "No, man. No unsafe sex." Justin slapped my face, harder this time. Much harder. I was stunned. "You don't get to say no, boy. In fact, I'm going to make sure you beg for it!" It was then that I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. Shit! Someone else was in the apartment. My heart started to race. I pulled on my ropes, but they were too tight. I couldn't get away. It was then that it finally sank in just how helpless I was. I started screaming. Another slap. "Shut up, bitch!" Just slid his belt over my arm. I was trying to absorb Justin's intentions when I saw Mark who said to Justin "Hold his arm down." But how had he gotten back in? I had seen him walking down the hall and had locked the door. Then I began to understand what was at issue: Mark wasn't merely Justin's dealer. Whatever the relationship between the two, Mark apparently had a copy of the key to Justin's apartment. I'd been played. Justin looked down at me and told said "Have you figured it out yet, bitch? Huh? Mark is my master, the way I will be yours. After tonight you will not only be my slave to do with as I please, when and where I please, but you will also have the glorious gift he has given me." I felt the coolness of an alcohol swab on my arm and felt a needle stick me. Mark was inserting a needle into my arm, he draw a small amount of blood, and then the contents of the needle disappeared into my arm. Before I knew what happened a surge of warmth invaded my arm and quickly moved throughout my entire body. For a second I couldn't breath and then coughed, and again coughed harder. Then the transformation commenced: my mind moved from its normal plane of existence and I found myself to be a new man, a different man. Not a man. A boy. A bitch. A hole. And I needed to be used. I needed to be filled. I heard myself moaning uncontrollably as the slam hit me. Wave after wave of it. I couldn't stop moaning the word Fuck. "See?" Mark said. "I told you this would be good." "Oh my god!" I moaned. "Fuck!" I felt a hunger inside me I'd never felt before. I needed to be fucked and I needed to be fucked now! I wiggled my ass around on the bed. "That's it, you fucking whore! You aren't going to fight me anymore, are you?" I shook my head no, still riding the uncontrollable waves of pleasure the slam had brought me. Why hadn't I done this before? "Even when I want to breed your cunt?" I shook my head again. "Say it, cunt!" "No sir!" "You'll beg for it, won't you slut?" "Oh, god! Yes Sir! Please breed me sir!" "Even when I tell you it's a positive load I'll be dumping in you?" "Yes sir, I want your poz load!" "When my master dumps his load in you, you'll beg then too, won't you, faggot?" "Yes sir, I want all the cum I can get!" "That's right. And you were right, boy. He is toxic. His viral load and cell count make him almost full blown. But, that makes you want it even more, doesn't it, bitch?" But, before I could let the thought really take hold, I smelled something under my nose. A hand held my mouth and one nostril shut, forcing me to inhale deeply from my only open airway. Poppers. English, by the strength. I was flying. I knew I'd let and do anything for these two. Even if they untied me. At this point, I wouldn't leave. "Yes sir!" I responded as the poppers traveled to my other nostril. "Good boy!" My new master said. He grabbed my ankles and pushed them over my head. I felt my neck strain as my body was bent in half. Without lube, without warning, what I'd been craving since the needle left my arm was given to me. I felt the head of his dick push into my hungry asshole. The pain was excruciating. But, it only turned me on more. Mark leaned down to my face, held it towards his, spit in it, and said "You are starting to feel it, aren't you? Pain is becoming pleasure to you, isn't it? That will increase. In time, we will teach you to feel even the most intense, brutal pain as pleasure, but your mind and your cock will scream from more. You will need pain to become aroused. Pleasure, sex, your body, your soul, your life. After tonight, none of it will be the same." Justin's cock was all the way in at this point. He had slowly pushed the full length into me, massaging my prostate. I thought I might shoot my load right then, no touching. But, as quickly as that pleasure and gentleness came, it was gone. Justin pulled all the way out of my ass in one quick move that made me gasp. Nothing happened for a moment. I heard a noise to my side. It sounded as if something was being sprayed. "That's it, slave" Mark whispered. "Feel it." Justin slammed back into me, his full length going in so far, I screamed in pain. A new rag was put in my mouth. There was something on it, a chemical. I could tell right away because it was cold. "Breath that in through your mouth," Mark said. "Deeply." I did what I was told. My head started to spin. Between the Tina, the poppers, and this new cold chemical, I had never felt so overwhelmed. Tears streamed down my face from pain, yet my lust and desire were never stronger. I needed more. I wanted more. I moaned for more. "What do you want, bitch?" Justin asked me, as he continued to power fuck my twisted, bound body. Mark pulled the rag from my mouth. I heard the spray sound again. "Everything, sir!" I cried. "You want to be my boy?" Justin asked. "Yes sir!" I moaned. "You want me to use you? Hurt you?" "Please, sir!" "You want me to own you, cunt?" "Oh, god! Yes, Sir!" "Well, you know what you have to do, don't you?" he asked. In another sudden move, his cock was out of my ass. I felt empty. I expected a sudden power thrust that would send me back to the wonderland where pain was becoming pleasure. But, it didn't come. I got nothing. My ass squirmed, seeking blindly for my master's dick. "Oh no, bitch! Not until you tell me. Do you know what you have to do?" "Yes sir." I said, still squirming. I had never felt this empty inside. "And what is that, boy?" The chemical rag was back in mouth, stronger than before. Mark plugged my nose. I had no choice. I inhaled deeply. He removed the rag. "I have to take your master's cum, sir." "Good boy. And why, faggot?" I felt his hand brush against my gaping asshole. I shivered, wanting it to slip inside, needing anything to fill me, replace what was missing. "Because he will give me the gift, sir." "So you do listen, boy. Very good. And you will take this gift from my master?" "Yes sir." "Knowing that we will not stop using you, abusing you, until we are sure you have the gift?" "Yes sir!” "You have pleased your master and my master with this. You quickly have learned that you are not important, just as I am not important to him and he is not important to his master." "His master?" I asked, excited at the possibility of even more men using me. "Yes. His master: AIDS. He is it's bitch. And, soon, you will be it's bitch, too. But, first, you have to ask for it. You have to want it. Only then will I own you." I didn't think. Beyond want, I knew what I needed. I asked. "Please, sir!" "Please what? You have to say it, bitch!" "Please infect me with AIDS. I need it. I need it inside me. I need to be owned by you, master. Please! I'll do anything!" "That's all you needed to say, boy." I heard some movement on the bed and I wondered what was happening. Even though no one was holding my legs, I still kept them wide in the air, hoping. I didn't have to wait long. I had never been this turned on in my entire 30 years. I wanted everything from these men. I needed it. In the matter of one hour, I had changed from a guy valued his negative status, one who never took risks, a guy who fundamentally wanted a regular relationship into a moaning, pleading, bitch who would do anything to make my master happy, even if it meant taking highly toxic loads in my ass. I didn't care anymore. I just wanted more. I felt the head of a dick brush my hole. I moaned. I was going crazy and they new it. From between my legs, I heard Mark say "You stupid fucking faggot!" He pushed inside me, all the way. I moaned in pleasure. His cock was not nearly as big as Justin's, but it was definitely thicker. Feeling my hole stretch in a new way drove me even wilder. "Oh, god, yes! Fuck me!" "You like that poison cock, bitch?" "Fuck yes, sir! I love it!" Mark pushed two fingers into my ass, along with his cock. I had no idea why, but I knew I loved be filled even more! "There's no turning back now, bitch" I heard Justin say. He had taken Mark's place as the devil whispering in my ear. "Do you know what he's doing to you? He's digging into you with his fingernails. Those long nails of his. They are sharp. There's no way it won't take now!" Knowing that Mark was cutting into me, mixing his precum and soon his cum not just into my asshole but directly into my blood caused a lust in me I can't explain. This was happening. Up until know, it wasn't just talk. It would happen. I trembled. An orgasm greater than I've ever experienced rocked my entire body. I shook and moaned uncontrollably as shot after shot of my cum flew, hitting me in the chest,face, and hair. I could feel cum dripping under my blindfold, starting to burn my eyes. "Holy fuck, boy! You're making me-" Mark began to moan. I realized he still had one hand inside me, scraping and scratching me, while his free hand gripped into my leg. His long fingernails sank into my skin, causing me to moan and convulse in pain and pleasure along with his orgasm. I felt shot after shot of his toxic seed shoot into me. With each shot, I knew I would never be the same. Finally his orgasm subsided. I felt his cock begin to slide out of me. My exhausted legs began to fall back to the bed. "Oh, no you don't, faggot!" he said, slapping me sharply where he'd just wounded me. I knew I'd have marks for a while from his claws. "You keep those legs up, boy! Let that cum and blood flow into your body, becoming apart of you." I imagined his virus slowly moving through different parts of my body, taking over. Soon it would be everywhere throughout my body. "I am apart of you now" Mark said. He stood up and crossed to my head, removing my blindfold. "Look," he ordered. "See what I've done? There's no escaping now." I looked down at his thick cock. It was coated in my blood. "Clean it, faggot. Taste what I've done to you." I had no time to protest before they both grabbed my head and forced Mark's blood-covered cock into my mouth. I gagged. "That's it," he said. That's it." Slowly I started to lick his cock. Leftover cum was still seeping out of his piss slit. My desire took over. I started to suck. The more cum I tasted, the more I wanted it all. "That's it, boy. Become one of us." They continued to roughly push my head into Mark's pubes, but they didn't have to. I had surrendered. The taste of his cum, my blood, and my dirty ass became intoxicating. I wanted it all. When all the flavor was gone, I still continued to suck, hoping for just one more little taste, but, I had gotten it all. Mark pulled his cock out of my mouth and inspected it. "You've pleased me, boy. I think you are ready for the final steps." With that, Justin was back between my legs, forcing his long cock to the hilt. I could feel my hole ripping even more. The pain made me moan, I couldn't take anymore. My orgasm was just as powerful. My drained balls pumped and pumped, but little came out. My dry orgasm rocked my balls with pain as if I'd had blue balls for weeks. This pain caused even more pleasure, making me shake and convulse more. "Do you love it? "Yes" I moaned. "And do you love your master?" "Yes!" "Tell him." I looked right at Justin. Our eyes locked. "I love you, Master." "I love you, too, boy." Justin came, shooting his load into my torn up ass. He fell against my chest, moaning into my chest. I felt his tongue tracing my chest and I'd never felt anything like it. The pleasure was coursing through me along with the virus. Justin raised his head up to mine, his red lips moving towards mine. "Now I own you. You belong to me. I control you. You will never again do anything unless I tell you to, do you understand?" "Yes, Master." Justin kissed me. It was the roughest, most passionate, violent kiss I'd ever experienced. "Cleaning my cock binds the deal. Once you clean the cum, shit, and blood from me, we are bound. Do you understand?" "Yes, Master." His cock entered my mouth. I knew what I wanted. All of my lust and longing went into licking and sucking him clean. The taste had the same intoxicating effect, causing my cock to stiffen and drip. As I lay, exhausted, bound to my new masters' bed, I knew that I would never be able to leave, escape, even if I wanted to. I was theirs.

TRUE STORY. (My first story) This all happened within the last six hours. About a week ago, I met a guy on Grindr, and I arranged to meet him. I was quite surprised as I'm not really into younger guys. He is 22 years old, 155 cms (about 5'5") tall, slim build, completly smooth and a nice seven inch uncut cock. He told me that he is a bottom and willing to try anything, although he was safe sex only. I'm fisting bottom/vers, and enjoy bondage, piss, toy, and fist action. Giving him directions, I met him at the railway station, and as soon as he got into my car, he started sucking my cock (7" cut with a P.A), giving me an excellent blowjob. After a short drive, we arrived at my house. Stepping into the house in darkness, I told him to strip, which he did without wasting time. I then placed a hood over his head and handcuffed him from behind, ordering him to get down onto his knees and suck my cock. Bending him over and tasting his young sweet pussy, I was so hard I almost came. I love the taste of young pussy. I then replaced the hood with a leather hood which left only his mouth exposed, and had him continue sucking my cock. I had to stop him as I was close to cumming and I didn't want to blow my load down his throat, as I had other plans. I locked his cock into a cock cage, with the weight stretching his balls. Getting onto all fours, I told him, "I'm just going to open you. I'll just put the head of my cock in. I wont cum in you." I slid my cock in half way and pulled out. I need to have his hole, so I pushed all the way in, fucking him so fucking hard, feeling my balls slamming against his arse. I stopped. He turned and kissed me. Fuck, he loved kissing. I stood up and, as he was a good cocksucker, had him clean my cock. I needed a piss, so we got into the shower where I gave him all my saved-up beer piss, which he drank like a piss boi should. For a young pussy with limited experience, he was amazing. As the night went on, I put nipple clamps on him, keeping his cock secured in a cock cage. His mouth sucked my cock like there was no tomorrow. Using Crisco and clove oil, we next worked on stretching his hole to accommodate my fist, working his hole for about sixty minutes, but even after all the works, I could barely get my medium sized fist into his hungry young pussy. I thought to myself "I've gotta eat that hole," so I had him sit on my face and 'push' out, and got to enjoy the taste a freshly worked, fucked and fisted hole.......OINK OINK. I ended up fucking him and, not once, but twice, dumped a load into his young sweet pussy. Again, he turned and kissed me, his tongue searching for the back of my throat. Eventually I sucked him off and swallowed a fucking huge hot sweet load of young pussy cum. He told me he'll be back for more. - This is a true story.

I met up with a guy i had been chatting to for a while. He used spit for lube and fucked me harder than ive ever been fucked before unloading in my ass. Can't wait for round 2.

Agree with all of the above. I don't like the taste and the feeling of latex, I love the feeling of a raw dick inside me, and the ultimate is the feeling of the load in my hole. It's the way sex is supposed to be.

I would love to hear the story about when you picked up a guy on the train because of cum dripping out of you!! That sounds good already!

I always bareback because this is what sex is all about for me,an exchange of bodily fluids. When I get fucked, I want the guys semen left deep inside of me. I want his DNA to be absorbed into my body. When I fuck another guy I want to know my semen is planted deep inside him and my DNA is being absorbed into his body. When I have sex it involves exchanging sweat, spit, semen. When I deep kiss a guy I want to swallow his spit and when I lick his body I want to taste his sweat and when he cums I want him to cum deep inside me an leave it there. Its all an important part of have sex with a guy, without this exchange I am not having sex, just pretending.

Bumped up my CL ad yesterday to suck some cock. Had two regular comes over and a newbie. Sucked all three within an hour and a half. The first was a regular, he usually gets off fast, I guess because I suck him fast, but this time I took my time, sucked for about 20 minutes. each time he said he was getting close I pulled off and would lick his balls. Finally he couldn't hold back any longer, I jacked him and he shot a nice load all over his chest and I clicked it up for him. I know he will be back. The second was a newbie, but had been emailing back and fourth for about 4 months and he finally stopped in. Didn't take him long to get off and the third was over within 5 minutes of him leaving. Number 4 was over for his second time. He was over a few nights ago, claiming I gave him his first BJ and he needed more, wanted to watch me swallow all of his load, and this dude and put out a large amount of seed. He held my had and fucked my mouth for a while. When he was about to cum I used my mouth and hand and swallowed all of his nut down. I love this dude's dick. Probably one of the best I have, he said he wants to be a regular too. Number 5 was over around 10 last night, watched some porn then sucked him off. Posted a new ad today, hopefully I get some desperate, loney guys today!

Another installment cumming tomorrow!

Wish I lived on a city of near a city that had bathouses. I would love to offer up my hole for breeding!

Sweet creamy Jesus, the closeup of the top rimming is unbearably hot. I could do with a whole lot more of that kind of porn in my life.

http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=ucsOD-G896-#.VN8sWC4YF2B I like the way the top's prostate pulsates as he dumps his load in the bottom's hole

Took in two loads last night during my first threesome. One from a 42 year old, and another from a 26 year old. Both pounded my hole hard, and good dumping their loads deep in my ass. I went to bed with both loads up deep and woke up to them seeping out. Such a great feeling. Going back on Sunday for more fun, and more loads...

Lol, just got hard reading that description... I am one of those who is having leaking issues from time to time... Awkward looks on the train or street. Though once picked up because of that... I also like the face of tops walking home. Tired but totally satisfied and empty balls...

1st thing the tubs need to do is eliminate the food bar. Our local baths ( we have 2) have free food events. One offers pizza on leather night, so the result is the older guys check in early, wander around and talk loudly in the halls because the hearing aid is in the room so it won't get wet in the steam room. At 10p when the 10 boxes of pizza are put out, there is a rumbling as they all shuffle towards the free food- in 10 minutes time it is gone, and for the next hour all you hear are doors slamming and shortly after, the PA announces a room is ready. I don't want to french kiss a pepperoni breathing dragon, and I don't want someone with 3 slices of pizza fresh into their gut trying to deep throat my cock with an unpleasant upheaval. The other tub has a noon BBQ on weekends, and the same action there- stampedes for the food, then a flow out the door when the last potato chip or chicken wing is gone. Cock should be the ONLY thing on the menu in these places, maybe a side of ass To get a following back, there might be an express lane kind of thing- for 5 or 7 bucks you get a locker and a towel for 60 minutes- guys on lunch break could do the tub and get blown/fuck hole/suck cock, then back to work. And, it would keep them from the parks and T rooms and entrapment by local cops. Same thing could be done after the bars are closing- maybe a 2 or 3 hour window from 1 AM till 3 or 4 AM the door fee could be a 60 minute fast fuck for five bucks deal- any overtime would be another hour at another $5. By then, you are pretty much right at the price of a locker or closing in on it. As far as luring in the younger guys, man, I am over 50-- too old to know what these guys are ticking on-- but it would be sweet to see some of the Grindr crowd do sex over text. Hmm, maybe the front desks could do the $5 for a fast fuck deal and store the guys phone on a charger until he checks out ( wishful thinking --I hate the guys who use their phones as search lights in the dark rooms !!)

Just got back from a quickie. Was on A4A for a bit and got hit up by this poz (undetectable) college guy. No way I was going to pass up a chance to get his big piece of meat up my ass. He fucked me good and gave me a nice poz load which still sitting deep in my ass.

In summary - you can't help someone who doesn't want to be helped.

When are we going to read the rest of the story? It's the hottest story on here and I can't wait to read more......It brings back some good memories too

I thought pozzing was my biggest turn on.... I blew some clouds earlier and it reached deep down into my dirtiest parts. I WANT AN AIDS LOAD!!!! Getting poz loads is so filthy and I love it; but I want to get spun and have someone make my dick truly toxic! I want to beg and moan and pray for that AIDS load. I want them worshipping my toxic cock while it infects me, taking a strain from every load they've ever taken. Them have them beg to be bred by my now deadly dick. FUCK! I want to be tatted, and pierced, and roided, and have an AIDS daddy give me everything and more.

Thanks mwmbottom. Glad you are enjoying them. I'll get chapter 6 up as soon as I can. Will be gone on vacation 2/5-2/9 so may be a little delay. I have two story ideas in the works when I finish this one. So more to come or cum.

I am happy to add to this thread. I started on truvada today. What a way to start the new year. Will keep updates on progress.

Personally, I prefer orgies, where everyone is fucking and swapping around and joining different clusters of men throughout the night instead of gangbangs -- both in real life and in porn, but I do agree that most porn videos focus on gangbangs vs. orgies.

I love just being a pig and having another body fluid to play with.

Part Three. I was so high still from either the poppers or the stuff he was putting in my ass I had a hard time keeping up with him as he headed for a group of cars parked along the roadway. Dan stopped and opened a car and grabbed a bag and said “come on piggy, time to make you a whore”. He heads down this path and over a bridge to another trail and ends up under some kind of tree that’s branches all most come the ground with a picnic table under it. STRIP BITCH! Off come the shorts in a heartbeat. He then pulls out two Styrofoam pads and puts one on the bench part and tells me to get up and kneel on it, he then pulls out a dog collar and puts it on me and fastens two chains to the collar and secures them to the ends of the table. He then ties ropes to my ankles and spreads them wide and ties them to the table ends. My hands are handcuffed and tied to the other side of the table. He said this is where the real fun starts my friend. He grabbed his lube and plastic bag, hands me a bottle of poppers “you won’t need those very long bitch”. I can no longer see behind me or move much, but I know I am going to get my ass packed with lube and whatever is in that bag. I feel him filling my ass with lube and I am pushing back wanting more than that damn finger. I all of a sudden hear someone cough; as I look up there is three guys standing in branches with cocks out jacking them, when Dan said “almost ready come on it”! Dan, then asked me if I ever partied; I said sure! (Thinking beer). Dan said I am sure this is going to be a lot more then you ever dreamed of! He then had his friends grab my arm as he wrapped some band around my arm. I am so high from whatever was in the lube, but now I am scared shitless, not knowing what he is doing, then I see him with a syringe and needle coming up to my arm, I start to fight, but I have no where go and not able to fight very well. Dan tells me to calm down that what he has been putting in my ass is the same that he is going to give me now, just more. I see the needle go in my arm and the band come off. I am still in a panic, but aware that these guys seem to be getting naked and see guys grabbing each other’s cocks and feeling my body all over. I put my head down and can see someone is now behind me and feel his cock going into my ass, no pain, no problems. I can hear myself telling myself or them how great it feels, “Please fuck me, please fuck me, fuck yes”. I find myself pushing back wanting the strangers cock in me. My hair is then grabbed and I am now getting my mouth filled with a nice cock and hearing what a complete pig I was. I think it was Dan who said, “He was a straight bitch yesterday, and a cock, cum, chem whore piggy now”! I look out of the corner of my eye and see Dan standing there naked, and more guys seem to have found our hiding spot! I feel the first guy in my moth explode and I start to swallow his cum like a baby to milk. Then hear the stranger in my ass telling Dan he was going to knock this bitch up, then grunted and said take my fucking hot load you cunt!! And I am sure it was a hot load, it felt great!! Two more are now filling my holes and start talking dirty to me about making me one of them, a toxic bitch for them to use for years to come because no one else will want me!! I was confused, but didn’t care at that point, I was getting gang-banged by complete strangers, high as fuck and loving every minute of it and wanting more. Dan leans down as I am gulping another load down my throat and laughs saying, “you have no idea what these guys are talking about do you pig?” I can’t really answer at this point with a cock filling my belly with his seed and the other holding my hips and just slamming into me telling me I am going to be a pregnant piggy before the days end!! I thought back to yesterday and the thought girls must be going through knowing they were getting pregnant and carrying a man’s babies in her, and I was a proud bitch at this point, me pregnant with other men’s babies swimming in me, knocking me up with their seed!! I looked up at Dan, the guy pulled his cock out of my mouth and I just said “I am proud to be the bitch to these men and carry their babies in me”! I want to feel every guy in the world put his seed in me!!. Dan then asked if I knew what being Poz was, I just shook my head “no”, “you will bitch, you will”! As the last of the men, who I was told come down to the park on their lunch hours and after work to release a load or two were done, and only Dan and I were left and even he fucked me again and made me clean him off, released me from my bondage and kind of curled up on the table and fell asleep……………..

This is so hot and well-written. It's so hard to capture the intensity of sex on chem in writings but the writer does that so well. He entertains my intellect with a good writing skill and feeds my sexual hunger with such an intensive plot. He basically mind-fucks me everytime I read this.

Thanks, guys! Glad you're liking it. I'm working on the next chapter -- hope to have it up this weekend. In the meantime, here are a few pictures I'm using as inspiration for various characters... DALTON TOM (the narrator) JESSE (Dalton's pozzed-up buddy from school) TRISTAN (the dealer) WILL, Tristan's latest in-house chemwhore, tied up and slammed up and pimped out for whatever cock will pay for the privilege of breeding him

Well HOT. You got my ass twitchin and my dick hardening. Nice job.

lovely I wish someone would do this to my bubble butt

CHAPTER 2 – THE POOL PARTY Dalton’s family has a private backyard with a large pool—or mostly private, anyway. Our two houses are perched next to each other on an embankment that juts out from the street like a natural cul de sac, effectively separating us from the other lots in the neighborhood. A fence runs along our shared property line, and we planted a thick grove of trees to give both houses a greater sense of seclusion. Not that it matters. Brian and I are voyeurs, so “seclusion” is a relative term. Before Dalton moved in, we lived next to a family of five, and the Dad was a silver fox type who would jack off in the Jacuzzi when he thought no one was watching. We discovered it by accident: one summer evening, we happened to be fucking a boy under the stars when we heard a sharp grunt from our neighbor’s house. We sneaked over to the property line just in time to see the silver fox climbing out of the hot tub, his impressive erection still at half-mast. The next evening, Brian and I cleared out a few spots in the foliage where we could have an unobstructed view of our neighbors’ backyard without fear of discovery. Then we sat next to the fence and waited, passing the time by jacking each other’s dicks; before long, I was wrapping my mouth around Brian’s thick shaft while he worked two fingers into my fuckhole with generous globs of Tina-laced lube. My ass began pushing back on him, squeezing his fingers as if trying to swallow his hand. Finally, he pulled me off his dick and fed me the fingers he’d been working into my hole. As I slurped greedily on the taste of my chemmed-up guts, Brian stared into my eyes with his trademark combination of adoration and amusement. “Oh, my hot little piggy,” he whispered, “I sometimes forget what a trashy little chemwhore you are.” “Not only that,” I replied. “I’m your trashy little chemwhore.” He flashed an evil grin before sliding his fingers back inside my hole, this time working a little rock of T into the liquid warmth already radiating from my ass to my cock to my nips. At last, when I couldn’t wait any longer, I removed his fingers from my ass, positioned my hole directly above his precum-slick cock, and lowered myself onto my man’s throbbing shaft in a single hungry downward thrust of my hips. Just then, as I was fully impaled on Brian’s twitching raw cock, the silver fox walked onto the adjoining back patio. Within a matter of seconds, he dropped his bathrobe—revealing a muscular mid-40s physique with salt-and-pepper fur—and sank into the hot tub. His head fell back; his mouth dropped open. And then his right shoulder began to shake as he beat his meat, unseen by us, beneath the surface of the water. Almost by reflex, I began milking Brian’s dick with my hole as I watched our neighbor stroke his cock. Then my husband wrapped his arms around me and began thrusting up into my hole, my entire body trembling in anticipation as I braced for a load of his warm poz cum. Moments later, we heard the silver fox grunt—the same grunt as the night before. And as we watched, he pushed his hips and his cock above the water, letting his cum fly in a thick spray from his fat mushroom head. Three distinct ropes of jizz flew into the air, then down into the froth of the Jacuzzi. And that’s when I felt Brian’s raw dick pulsing and flexing deep inside me, flooding my tweaked fuckhole with a fresh dose of his potent strain. Over the next two years, the silver fox jacked off many more times while we watched from the bushes. We started calling it “the late show,” and we caught it whenever we could. Most of the time, I sat on Brian’s dick when the silver fox started cumming, and Brian obliged with another buttful of poz seed. In fact, it became such a regular ritual for us that when our neighbors moved across the country, it was almost like our favorite TV show had been canceled. We shouldn’t have worried. As it turns out, the real show was just about to start. * * * Jesse secured us a spot at the pool party. He explained that the adults weren’t really expected to swim—they mostly sat around drinking and talking while their kids played in the pool. When the day of the party arrived, Brian and I chose tank tops to show off a little muscle and fur. We also wanted Dalton to catch a glimpse of the bulges in our board shorts, so we boosted the profile of our packages by wearing cockrings under tight white jockstraps. We arrived when the party was in full swing. As we passed through the sliding glass doors and entered the back patio, I saw Dalton on the opposite end of the pool, lifting himself out of the water, his swimsuit clinging tightly to his ass while a cascade ran down the muscles of his back and splashed against the elastic of his waistband. I glanced over at Brian, and I could tell he saw the same thing. His eyes, like mine, were glazed over with pure hunger for that hot little stud’s hole. The hostess—Dalton’s Mom—took us through the crowd, introducing us to people we didn’t care to remember. (We did, however, run into a few of Dalton’s football buddies, all of whom would look fucking fantastic buck-naked and spread-eagled, trussed up in our sling and forcibly impaled on anonymous poz cock.) Finally, our hostess waved to Dalton, who was chatting up some bitch by the pool. Must be Melissa, I thought to myself. I hope she’s enjoying that boy’s dick, because she might not be getting it much longer. I watched Dalton strut our way, his tight pecs leading the rest of his body in a cocky little bow-legged stride. Meanwhile, his wet swimsuit clung tightly to his cock, confirming the presence of a thick, fleshy piece of meat between those muscular legs. He gave both of us the once-over. And as he did, his expression changed: he didn’t grow visibly uncomfortable, but his face went oddly blank. “Dalton, these are our new neighbors. Meet Brian and Tom.” “Hey,” Dalton said noncommittally, holding out his hand for a quick shake. “Hey, buddy,” Brian replied. “Great party.” Dalton nodded vaguely. “Yeah, it's pretty cool.” An awkward pause. Then, turning to his Mom: “I need to grab another burger.” “K, hon,” she said with a pained smile. “There’s plenty of food, so eat all you want.” As Dalton walked away, quickly regaining his confident strut, she turned to us and shook her head. “Sorry about that. I swear he used to have manners.” “Oh, it’s fine,” I assured him. “Teenagers, you know?” I glanced back toward the barbecue, and caught Dalton looking our way again, his face still impossible to read. “He’s a little freaked out by us,” Brian said a few minutes later, leaning in close to me as we sat by the pool. “Definitely,” I replied. “Freaked out and fascinated. Poor little faggot.” * * * By that point, our dicks were straining against the fabric of our shorts. We needed release, and our first chance at Dalton wouldn’t come for another week at least. So when we were introduced to Charlene, a bottle-blond cougar who’d recently divorced and taken up with a much younger personal trainer named Jace, I saw the opportunity to let off some steam. Jace was clearly dumb as a post, but I didn’t mind—after all, that’s what muzzles are for. He was in his mid-20s, furry and scruffy, with a chiseled body that showed through his tight T-shirt. And from the moment I looked in his eyes, I had no doubt he was at least bisexual. After chatting him up for 10 minutes or so, I found what I was looking for: a pretext to get him back to our place. He said he was really into the Fast and Furious series, and I told him we’d just bought an imported box set that included tons of never-before-seen footage. Would he like to see it, maybe even borrow it? Of course he would. (Do we own any of the Fast and Furious movies? Of course we don't.) I winked at Brian as Jace and I slipped away from the party. Leading Charlene’s trophy-jock across the yard, I showed him through our front door and closed it firmly behind us. Then he and I stood in the entryway, staring at each other for a good minute or two. No mention of Fast and the Furious. We just stared. My cock twitched in anticipation, then twitched again. Finally, I glanced down at my crotch, gave my dick one more giant twitch, then looked back at Jace. With no change of expression, he simply dropped to his knees, pulled down my zipper, and fished out my rock-hard cock. It glistened with a layer of fresh precum. Opening his mouth wide, he engulfed me, sucking greedily and noisily—an experienced cocksucker for sure. I reached down to the small of his back and snapped the waistband of his shorts. He took my cue: with both hands, he gave his shorts a firm downward yank, exposing the muscled curve of his ass. My dick responded by drooling a long, thick rope of toxic cum into his mouth. “I need to fuck you,” I growled. He paused to consider. “You clean, dude?” My favorite dumbass question. “Of course,” I said with a smirk. “OK, cool—but you still gotta wear a rubber.” “No problem.” I grabbed him by the shoulders and guided him to his feet as I pointed toward the bedroom. “Now go get naked and wait for me on the edge of the bed.” Without even nodding, he did as he was told. Meanwhile, I grabbed the Tina-laced lube and followed him, shedding my clothes as I went. Entering the bedroom, I found Jace wearing nothing but a backwards ballcap, on all fours, his back perfectly arched to expose a clean-shaven, wide-open hole. I was a little disappointed that such a hot, furry boy would shave his ass, but then I remembered that a lot of closeted “straight” boys do that—they don’t seem to realize that pigs like me often appreciate a man’s hairy butt, especially when it’s dripping with piss and sweat and seed. “Look at you and your little shaved pussy,” I said to him, and he whimpered in reply. “You shave this because you hope some stud will mistaken you for just another bitch, huh?” Another whimper. “I bet you jack off thinking about a nice fat dick filling your cunt the way it needs to be filled. Don't you, boy?” He wagged his butt up and down, as if to say fuck yeah. “Of course you do, you fuckin’ faggot. Now listen, bitch: I’m gonna lube you up. But this lube is special—it’ll feel a little warm at first. It might even burn. That’s just how it works. Sort of like Icy Hot, you know? It’ll relax your ass muscles. Cool?” He nodded his head, his jockbutt still bobbing up and down eagerly. I scooped up a thick glob of our magic pig-lube with my right hand, spread his fuckhole apart with my left, and used two fingers to firmly push a healthy dose of greased-up chems into that eager, defenseless cunt. He tensed up, probably feeling the burn, but I just stayed inside him, rubbing his lower back with my free hand, slowly rotating my fingers to work the T into the lining of his hole. After a bit more squirming, he gradually exhaled in a low, guttural moan, and I felt a radiant warmth pass across the skin on my knuckles. He pushed his ass back against my fingers, taking me deeper. I grinned triumphantly: mine. As I removed my fingers, he yelped in frustration. I laughed. “Don’t worry, boy—I’m just putting a little more grease for your hole.” I scooped up an even bigger glob, this time with three fingers, then pushed all three into him, massaging his quivering fuckhole as he made a sound that was almost like purring. Then I pulled out again, and he reached back to spread his cunt wide open. “Patience, fag, patience. My fingers can’t get far enough inside you. If this lube’s gonna do your hole any good, it needs to penetrate further. That way you’ll be totally ready for my cock.” I reached into a side drawer and pulled out a needleless syringe that I’d prepared a few hours earlier by dissolving a strong bump of T in a little bit of water. (I always try to have at least one fully prepared booty bump on hand, just in case.) “You want to get lubed up nice and deep, bitch? Want to get your hole all good and ready for my dick?” He answered with a wordless groan. “Good answer, pig.” I inserted the plastic syringe as far as it would go, then pushed the plunger to deliver a giant payload into his guts. He arched his back even more as I pressed gently on his tailbone, letting gravity do the work of priming his hole for pozzing. As the drugs seized control of his brain, his butthole started quivering. I rubbed the length of my dick along that hungry musclebutt; he responded by burrowing his head deeper into the sheets and spreading his legs a little more. “Oh, and one more thing, pig,” I said to him, pressing my mushroom head against his taint, “I don’t use rubbers. Ever. And if you insist on a condom, you’re not getting my dick. Understood?” He reached back and spread his hole a little wider. “You just spread your hole for me. Does that mean you want me to bareback your hungry hole?” No answer. “Tell me, pig,” I said, grabbing a rough handful of his hair and pulling his head back. “Do you want my raw cock?” “Fuck dude, whatever,” he said, his voice shaking now. “I don’t fuckin’ care. Please shove your dick in me.” “Not sure I heard that, pig. Say it again.” “I don’t fuckin’ care. Please give me your dick. I need your fuckin’ cock, bro.” “You want my raw cock to slide in you, pound you bareback, and fill you up with a load of my seed?” “I’ll do whatever you want, fucker. Just please, please give me your dick. I can’t believe how fuckin’ hungry I am. Please feed me, dude.” “Feed you what?” “Cock, cum, anything. Seriously, bro. I’m begging you.” I grinned. “Good boy. Now brace yourself.” He exhaled—a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, I held his ass in place with my left hand. With my right, I slid the head of my cock inside his smooth fuckhole, just holding it there for about 10 seconds as I lubed his butt with some of my toxic precum. At last, with no further warning, I pushed the entire length of my raw dick into him. He let out another deep sigh as his starving cunt spasmed against the skin of my shaft. “You like this raw cock inside you, boy?” “Fuck, dude. Please pound my hole.” “You got any plans tonight?” “Yeah. Just with my girl.” “I want you to cancel. Got it? Cancel your plans.” “Whatever you want, bro. Please just fuck me.” “I’ll fuck you—don’t worry. But first you need to do what I say.” “Absolutely. Whatever you say.” “Alright, boy—then here’s what we’re doing. We’re getting dressed. We’re going back to the party. We’re saying our goodbyes. You’re cancelling your plans. And then you’re coming back here to get pounded by raw dick all night long. Are we clear, faggot?” “Fuckin’ A. Yes, dude.” “Don’t you worry, boy—your patience will be rewarded. I promise you that.” As we talked, my cock kept twitching deep inside him—and with each twitch, his wide-open hole absorbed another little dose of my virus. He would need as much viral lube as he could get, because in a few hours he’d be at the mercy of Tristan, our merciless dealer. Tristan was full of surprises, but one thing was certain: by the time he got his dick in this boy’s slammed-up hole, Charlene would definitely need to find a new personal trainer to fuck. MORE SOON...

oh fuck yes. more. Best writer on this site hands down

rawrawraw76!!! I'm a young faggot here that can't stop jerking off and cum time after time reading your stories!!! Forcing healthy young innocent men into being some chem perverted bitches that were born to be some fucking slut being poz-bred in every holes by alpha men, specially their tight anus turned into a gaping swollen boy-pussy IS SO WRONG THAT IT'S FUCKING SO EXCITING!!! <3 LOVE IT

this was just cruel rawrawraw - you're like a dealer teasing his junkie customers! great start - can't wait for the next installment.

Love this....can't wait for more...

The first time I got my ass fucked, I was young and this much older guy could tell I was gay. He came on to me and took me to his house. I had been sucking some of my classmates cocks and jerking off with kids my own age for a long time, but this guy was a middle aged man. When we got to his house he told me how he always knew I was a gay boy and it was time I had sex with a man. He began kissing me and that was the fist time I was kissed by a man and his beard really felt hot when he kissed mt mouth. He told me he wanted to see what I looked like naked and I took off all of my clothes for him. I've always been pretty much hairless and he kept making remarks about how smooth my body was. He began feeling of me everywhere. He touched and pinched my nipples and made them hard. I was a really skinny kid and my bellybutton was more of an outtie then and kind of popped out which seemed to facsinate him. He played with it and began licking my belly which got me excited and made my cock very hard. He began feeling my hard cock and my balls too. He asked if wanted to suck on his cock and I said I did. He told mr to unzip his jeans and take out his cock . I did and pulled out the biggest cock I had seen before. He was already getting hard and took me by the head and pushed his cock in my mouth. It tasted great. I sucked on him and he begen getting much harder and thicker. He took off his clothes and he was very hairy which really excited me. I began taking his cock down my throat and he remaked that I was a natural cock sucker. I ran my finger through his chest hair as I sucked his cock and really enjoyed everything. Eventually he said "come up for some air, boy" When i did he pushed me onto my back on the floor. He got on top of me spreading my legs wide and said " there is only one place I am going to cum and it is not in your mouth , boy" With that, he grabbed my legs and held them wide, exposing my ass. He bent down and began licking and then rimming my hole deep. No one had ever touched my hole before and now this full grown man had his tongue in it. He then mounted me and without saying a word took his very hard cock and drove it into my virgin boy cunt. I yelped as his bare cock forced open my hole for the first time. He put one of his hands over my mouth and forced his raw cock all the way into me. It hurt like hell. He began fucking me and as he did my hole began to relax and open up. He felt my hole open up for him. He told me I was a natural bottom boy. He pulled out and spit on his cock and shoved it back into my hole. The more he fucked me, the more I relaxed. I began feeling quite good. I began to really get excited that he was fucking me. He fucked me for a very long time and kept telling me what a good boy I was. As he fucked me faster, I knew he was ready to cum. He looked at me in my eyes and didn't say a word, but eventually buried his cock deep in my bowels and let out a deep , load moan. He had shot his seed in me and I was no longer a virgin. He collapsed on top of me and kept his cock in my ass for a long time. He got up, keeping his cock in my ass and told me he wanted to make me cum for him. He played with my cock. It was much smaller that his big cock,but he didn't seem to care. He played with my nipples and bellybutton as he stroked my cock. I was very hard and shot my load all over my chest. He really enjoyed making my cock cum for him. He scooped up ome of my cum and ate it and then fed some to me. I thanked him and told him how much I liked getting fucked by him. He told me he knew I would. Keeping hi cock inside my as he then fucked me two more times that day. I knew that I was a bottom and I have been getting fucked raw ever since that day.

I'm laying in my bed right now -- though it's not in the normal state my bed is usually in. The second pair of sheets in one day has been put on, and the sheets I'm laying on have a film of man sex all over them...sweat, cum, a little piss, lots of spit. They feel dingy. Yet I'm wearing a piss-soaked pair of briefs and underneath those I've got a buttplug in my hole holding in the last 3-5 loads of jizz that I haven't already fingered out and eaten. In the last 24 hours, I've taken no less than 13 loads and probably more like 16-18 from 12 different guys. I've lost track. Here's the story: It started Thursday evening. I finished my obligations, came home, and ignored the notion of going to a Mexican joint to get a margarita. Instead, I drank wine. After a bottle, I was markedly horny and remembering I didn't have to work Friday, decided to go on the BBRT and find a load for my hole and maybe some piss. What I ended up getting from that point on was a whole lot more. There were a lot of dudes on BBRT for a Thursday and I used one of my filters to get to the Vers/Tops whho I knew would breed me. Went through the normal first step of eliminating the "safe only" bitches -- if I wanted safe fucking, I wouldn't be on "bareback" real time. First dude I found was stocky, seemed masculine, was in to piss and bondage and cum filled bottoms. He also mentioned he was partying. I thought, what the fuck -- I don't have work on Friday, I'll get high and fuck his brains out. Ha -- that's never where it ends. I had sort of anticipated that I was not gonna want to get up and greet him at the door, so I gave him what would become the directions of the day: "come to this address, buzz ### from the call box, I'll buzz you in, come to unit ### and open the door (I'll leave it unlocked) and come to the bedroom. I'll be on the bed naked." First dude arrived, good looking guy, pushed me up against the wall and asked where the bathroom was. He shoved me in to the bathtub (I was only wearing a leather cockring and a thick leather collar) and proceeded to soak me down completely with his piss, special attention paid to my hole which he wanted nice and slick for the upcoming fucking. I sucked his cock in the tub a bit, drank some of the piss, then he grabbed me and pulled me up and made me drip dry in the tub. We then made our way to the bed where he forced me down then began aggressively fucking my face and throat. Now, I'm a fucking amazing dick sucker, but he was so forceful that a couple of times I couldn't keep up and choked. We paused after this and then talked "enhancements." Both of us partook of the enhancement and instantly, my already slutty cumhole was twitching even more, begging to be filled. Well fuck yeah, let's get my cumhole so fucking filled with jizz that it's dripping like you see in the TMI movies -- this became my goal. First dude started fucking my face again then turned me over, spit three times on my hole, and after barely pausing to position the tip of his dick against my hole, shoved in. He pound-fucked my boy pussy for about 15 minutes, flipping me over, pulling out completely to make me wimper, briefly shoving his ass-coated cock in my mouth, until finally he rapid-fucked me over the edge of the bed and shot his fat poz load way up my hole. I could feel everything about the fuck as it was happening: the way his aggressive, no lube entry had torn up my hole, the way his pounding had continued to do so, and the way he thrust so far in when he shot his jizz that I felt it hit the back of my asshole. It felt warm and tingly once he finally pulled out, spit on my face, said goodbye, and was gone. I lay on the bed even more cum hungry than before. At this point, I knew what the bareback cumslut in me needed to do. I wanted lots of loads and I knew that was my primary goal, so I made the decision that every cockslut does and decided I didn't care where the load came from, I just needed loads and as many as I could get. This was not about the hottest guy or the nicest body, this was about getting cocks in my hole breeding me and dumping their loads. I got back on BBRT and made a new special search that essentially elliminated the safe only, eliminated "Negative" (I've decided that when I can, I'll choose POZ loads over others...), and essentially left everything else wide open. Do you know how much easier it is to find someone to fuck on BBRT if you don't give a shit what the guy looks like or any other charactestics beyond a few basics? It was simple. Before I knew it, I had way too many guys lined up to organize it all...so, I created an Excel spreadsheet by time slots for all the times I was gonna be seeded over the next hours. The other thing important to note here is the parameters I established around the fuck sessions: these were breeding fucks, completely anonymous, and were only for the purposes of getting their loads in to my ass. I told them that I would be blindfolded or masked, ass up on the bed when they got there and they could use me however they wanted. For the first dude, I told him he could or could not use lube depending on his preference, but for remaining tops, let them know this was a gangbang of sorts and that I would probably have loads in my hole when they arrived that could be used as lube. The guys could say whatever they wanted to say, but I wanted the tone to be more about me as a cumdump bottom who took loads of cum and piss, versus anything emotional. In other words, treat me like the bottom whore I am. Before long, I had a schedule built of a bunch of tops that agreed to the terms and were ready to drop their loads in my hole, several also wanting to do some WS. In addition, the entire schedule was built of POZ men -- BONUS! All of the fucks were not created equal, but they were all really fucking good, and I took their cocks one of the other within ever seeing the guys faces or knowing their names. They just used my hole, commented on how cum-slopped it was, fed me some of the jizz coming from my hole, and then left. There were a few flakes, but mostly, it was a well timed symphony of bareback tops coming in and out of the doors ready to breed their bottom cunt. By the end of the first major round of fucks, I was dripping cum out of my hole, I could finger myself easily and get more jizz to flow, and was lapping up almost every bit of it. I was completely in heaven, my hole felt fantastic, and I was constantly hard from the thought of all those poz loads floating around mixing with each other -- one from each of the anonymous dudes who had breed me. At this point I had 11 loads in my hole and was pretty satisfied with progress, but decided I really needed more. BBRT managed to deliver up several really amazing fucks from some POZ dudes who just wanted to seed a hole. While I was waiting for one of them to arrive, I remember something dude number one had said to me after he finished fucking -- "you should really look up on BBRT -- he loves owning and using holes just like yours. you'd have a good time." Alright, I had some time to spare so I looked him up, started chatting with him, and immediately was being given orders about how many loads he wanted me to talk before he got there, how I needed to be in a pair of piss soaked underwear of some sort, etc etc etc. It made my dick rock hard and I was fully committed. As the time approached, I got all the necessary preparations completed for the tops arrival -- pissing in the underwear, getting the porn on, making a blindfolded, taking the additional loads he wanted in my hole to ensure he had the cummiest experience. When he arrived, I couldn't see anything, and he instantly took control, shoving his cock in my mouth, then moving on to fucking my ass, then fucking my face again, then finally while spitting, slapping, and otherwise manhandling my body, he shot a load in my hole. It felt fucking fantastic, especially given how many were already inside me. This top walked me to the bathroom, pushed me down on my knees in the tub, and proceeded to douse me with piss. When he was done, he walked away, got dressed, and left with the final parting phrase: "I'll see you at 6p Saturday the same way I saw you today, only after we do this, I'm gonna whore you out while you're tied to your fucking bed." After that, I managed to find 5 additional loads from two guys who came over and flip flopped my hole between their cocks, three from one, two from the other. Hot fuckers from Canada who just came in and started to use me to get their cocks drained. I lay in the bed after they left and touching my hole simply resulted in a sloppy hole noise. Jizz was dripping out every which way and I was doing my best to lap it up with my hand at eat it before it went to waste. I did a good job with most of it. At the end of all this fucking, I've taken between 13-16 anonymous poz loads (I confirmed all were poz) from a bunch of guys who's name I will never know and who's face I wouldn't possibly be able to recall. One of the best breedings of my entire life, and I feel like the real slut bottom that I am. A cum and piss dump for tops to use to get their balls and bladders drained -- and I do the job really fucking well. It's 9a on Saturday and I have until 6 to be ready for this next fuck fest. New directions have included shooting four loads today and freezing them so he can rub the jizz on his cock for lube prior to fucking me, making sure that I clean my hole well but still keep the sex/piss/cum smell on my body, and that, like before, I'm ready for when he arrives. We'll see what happens next!

Preface: Preface this by saying I've been fucking bb only for 5 years now, and in the last year have made a conscious decision to not care about poz or neg. I was hooking up online, going to the bath houses, etc. and was asking that question and saying no to cock I really wanted. About six months ago, I came across these guys online who had two amazing cocks, one with a fat PA, and both were poz. I decided that night that I really had to have them come tag team me and made the choice to take both of their loads. I got the fuck flu the next day or so, and have subsequently tested poz. Since then, I've spent three weeks making up for lost time. First week, just had lots of guys over throughout the week to fuck. Second weekend, spent the majority of it at the bath houses and pushed myself to not say no to any cock that was offered. This weekend, the same guy that pozzed me was online and wanted to come back. He invited a friend, and before I knew it, there were 5 guys and 2 that joined later, and I was the only bottom. The story of this weekend is below. During this weekend, I've taken only one neg load out of 12 or 13 I think which were poz. Feels fucking great. Hotnastybottom RECAP: Saturday started out quiet, but soon enough, I had an old fuck buddy over plowing my hole and shooting at least 3 or 4 loads in me. He fucks super hard, fast, and rough and it feels fucking fantastic. During that time, some other tops had shown up I had invited (three additional) and once my FB was done with me, he pretty much just passed me off as his spent cumhole. I sucked cock for about an hour and got my throat fucked pretty hard a few times, I remember getting plowed with a few different dildos and buttplugs so I was pretty worked and definitely cummed up from the loads my FB had planted. The other guys shot a 4 more loads up in me over the next couple of hours while we watched porn. After this, one of the guys who had just seeded me started licking my cum covered balls and sucking my cock. He then proceeded to rub down my cock with some jizz and lube and climb on top of it. He took my cock all the way and the juice on it, then leaned down and said, "dude, I'm actually neg, but I really want your load in my hole." At first I said no, and he asked again, so i went with it. I fucked him really hard, and a cople times shoved my fingers up with my cock to rough up his hole like I'd read about. He loved it and was being really verbal but I was too busy fucking him and trying to keep the cum in my hole to remember it. Eventually, I shot a two day load deep up his ass. Wonder what will happen there? Woke up the next morning and recovered a little and got back on BBRT. I caught one guy on his way to work who came over, unzipped, and shoved in to my hole and just pounded me until he shot his load. No words, just zipped up and left. (Love being able to buzz people in with my door unlocked). Worked for several hours from home then got horny again. Found another guy on BBRT who, again, was headed to work from Ballard so could swing by on his way. Same exact scenario -- buzzed him in, door opened, one hello, he rubbed his hand over my balls and chode and hole and seemed to notice I had a ton of cum in there and all over the place, so he ignored the lube, didn't even spit, and shoved the tip of his dick in really hard and literally caused a gush of the loads in my hole to come back out and surround his cock. I put my fingers back there and tried to catch as much as I could. He was much more verbal than I expected and called me "cockwhore", "pussy" and "slut" quite a bit. When he started speeding up to cum, I told him I wanted his load to breed my hole and he shoved in very deep and shot four ropes of thick cum against the back of my hole. This was the type of cumload you could feel. I went back to work and made myself a smoothie and a sandwich for lunch, put on some sweat pants and a tshirt, and kept working. I was literally sliding around in the loads from the entire weekend at this point and smelled like cum. It made my cock just continually drip more precum which only made me more wet. Around 5pm, the search began again for some cock and cum. I started to get really horny chatting with this bottom slut from Houston on webcam. One of my top FBs was down there for business and I had offered to find him a bottom that night to fuck. This prompted a ton of IMs and emails to me offering to hook up in Houston and I was in Seattle. Anyway, this bottom was nasty, clearly very very high from a weekend of partying, and was continuing to take hits on the webcam. Something about it was really hot though, because he was fucking himself with a dildo in his hole that had clearly been worked over a bit and stroking his cock which had a massive metal cockring around it. It was just total kinky bottom slut at its best and it made my dick shoot a gigantic load all over my chest and on my neck. The fucked up bottom slut quickly told me I needed to eat the cumload so I ran my fingers through it and ate it - I could taste the spit and sweat from the previous breedings mixed with my load. The bottom came at this point and promptly shut off his camera. I had about 10 mails on BBRT, scanned them, and found two tops who would be good for giving afternoon loads. I spaced them 30 minutes apart in time and both arrived right on schedule. At this point, I had taken so much cock and cum that both of them had a fucking slip-and-slide to breed and fucked me only for a few minutes each before telling me they were dropping their loads. My hole was making total slutty bottom noises at this point which only made the tops hornier. Both fingered me deep after cumming and made me lick their fingers and cocks cleaned. I was now completely covered in a bunch of dudes jizz, sweat, and spit, and I only knew one person's name that had just dumped their seed in me. Around 9, I found another top to come over. He definitely wanted to degrade me for being such a nasty slut, especially after he felt my hole and pushed his cockhead against the pucker. Again, he shoved his cock in and caused some of the mixed load to come out. Some stayed and dripped down my balls while some got lapped up and fed to me. He came what felt like a gigantic load that lasted 10 or 15 seconds. Sure enough, four day load and he already said he was a big shooter. He spit on my hole, slapped my ass and walked out. 11pm was my last load of the day from a guy from Craigslist whos pictures were questionable but who had a gigantic fat cock. Given how slutty I'd been up to this point, I said fuck it and invited the guy over. He was not great looking but when he pulled down his jeans, he had a super fat 9+ inch cock with another thick metal cockring around it. This dude was unforgiving and shoved his cock down my throat so hard that it made me tear up, cry and choke. Like any time this happens, his cock got immediately covered in my spit and after face fucking me until I could barely take it anymore, he grabbed me, flipped over the side of the bed, and positioned his fat cockhead against my hole. I don't think he knew I had taken so many loads, because at that point he says, "fuck yeah, someones been taking seed tonight you fuckin' cumslut." This apparently was permission to ram his dick in my fully and I yelled while he pulled back on the leather collar I was wearing. I'm pretty sure my neighbors woke up for a moment. He pulled back on the collar, kindof choking me a bit, and kept pounding me. I could literally feel this tearing me up like the other guy had done with this fingers and I could tell my hole was gonna be ripped open after this. He fucked me for quite a while, pulling out completely several times and shoving back in, each time causing cum to drip out and also making me yelp from the pain of re-entry. He had long since covered my mouth with his hand so I wasn't making much noise. He finally said, "you're such a fuckin' cum hungry slut...you want my fucking random load don't you -- big fat mansperm mixed in your hole with a bunch of other dudes sperm. you fuckin' want it?" then he dumped a load, leaned over, covered my mouth and said, "you're a fucking worthless cump dump...don't forget that." he left before i could even move. My bed and me were just covered in cum, sweat, and spit from all the dudes and I just crawled in and went to sleep. Woke up around 4a to go to the bathroom and decided to try my luck with the middle of the night crowd and quickly found a guy right down the street who had just gotten home from Club Z and wanted to blow another load. He came over, smelled like sex already, and just fucked me until he shot is load. He also fingered a lot out of me and fed it to me, but then rubbed it all over my body and in my hair so I was covered with the dudes jizz who had bred me. I fell asleep until this morning, and I woke up feeling like a total cumwhore who had done the sluttiest fucking he could. I'm smiling right now still feeling the loads.