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My accidental night…(fiction) I was driving in a snowstorm and went off the road. There was no one around anywhere, no cell service, I was freezing and totally fucked. So I decided to walk towards a small shopping center, I was not prepared so I was freezing. Nothing was open except for a video store. So I walked in and asked if I could use the phone, I called a tow truck and they said it wouldn’t be until tomorrow since there was a huge accident on the main highway that was getting cleaned up. Fuck me. I ask the guy if there are any motels around, he said no, but there is a bathhouse that rents rooms for the night. I sigh, where is it? I ask. He says it’s attached to the building but you have to walk around the side of the building. I thank him and walk over. I walk in and it smells like chlorine. I ask if there are rooms and how much? The guy at the window says, 20 bucks. I say ok. I ask if there is a dryer I could use, the guy says bring me your wet clothes and I will dry them for you. I am grateful and thank him. The place is empty. I take my key and towel and quickly hit the room and lock the door behind me. Room is simple but it will do. I stripped down and wrapped myself in the towel and climb into bed to warm up. I dozed off and woke to a knock on the door, I jump up and ask who it is… Its John from the front desk, I open the door and it’s the guy, now wrapped in a towel. Where are your clothes? I am leaving soon and want to dry them for you before I head out. I thank him again and hand him the clothes. Be right back he says. A few minutes later he returns, closes the door, and asks what happened, I tell him and he says the accident would have made me sit in the car, so maybe its divine intervention. I laugh. Come with me to the sauna, there is no one here, so its ours. I say sure, and he loosens his towel and tightens it again, I get a glimpse of his cock, impressive, about 6 inches soft. He leads the way to the sauna, feels good in here I say. We chat more and he tells me he has to get home soon but knows the roads are still closed. Thirsty he asks? I say yes, be right back, he leaves and comes back with a couple waters. I grab mine and drink half the bottle right away. I lean back and its quiet, I feel light headed from the heat, he moves close to me and says, yeah its really hot in here. I guess a few others came in since I came now and were in the room. I heard him talking to them but didn’t know what was being said. Drink up bud, its hot, then we will go to the couch room and chill. I drink the rest and he helps me walk to the room, but we never make it, I start to fade out. I wake up in a sling, shackled in, unable to move, ass wide open. I suddenly feel something sharp in my hole, I feel it shoved in hard, I moan, its ok bud, its just a booty bump to help you loosen up, with that he shoved his finger deep in my ass, I feel the scratching deep in me and then a warm feeling in my ass. That should take quick since I cleaned him out before we put him in here. He then shoves his cock deep, all 9 thick inches. I start begging to be fucked. He laughs, oh we will. I glance around and there are about 12 guys in line. Each of them were sporting a biohazard tat in the same spot. We are initiating you to the club, you will have this tattoo as well. I get fucked by these guys multiple times, I am there 8 hours and just constantly fucked. My ass is dripping. Cleaning cocks that were in me. They take me out of the sling and put me on a filthy mattress, there is a guy on his back and they order me to ride him. A hot black guy with an 11 inch cock, the other guys pick me up and impale me with his cock. The then lean me over him and he starts fucking me, another guy comes up from behind and rams his cock in my ass, ripping me open, the black guy laughs out loud, awh did that hurt bitch? And fucks me harder, as does the other guy. I am the president of this club he tells me and I might take you as my own. With that he tells the other guy to get off and he flips me onto my back and fucks me like no one ever has. Hmmm I like you, he grabs a little box, opens it and finds the biggest rock, he pulls out shoves the rock in my ass and fucks it all the way in. He pounds me and stops, he cum’s, then fucks me again. This went on for a few hours. One final huge load, I couldn’t believe his stamina. He was a beauty however. I was coming down off my high. He told me he wanted to see me later that day. So I went to his place and he had a nice little dinner waiting, but he was naked and wanted to load me up before, during and after dinner. I gleefully obliged. I became his little PNP whore, I was his, we were together. I was at the gym with him everyday and I was in his bed every night, he also lent me out to his friends. Fully charged with lots of plus sign tattoos on my ass for the amount of poz loads I have taken. Worst night changed my life, and I will never regret it.

What I did was stupid, and I knew it. But by not articulating the obvious, I could keep things in suspense in a way, making the oh-so-real threat seem less tangible, somehow blurry and far away, as if it had nothing to do with me. I should have stopped him, but I didn't, somehow couldn't. And you're right, PozfetishPig, I was helpless in a way, but not like most people would expect. It wasn't like I was at his mercy, tied up or held down, forced to surrender to whatever he had planned for me. Sure, he was on top of me, holding my lank, boyish legs spread wide with his paw-like hands, while his fat bare dick was sawing in and out of my teenaged pussy. But I could have asked him to pull out and let me go anytime and - call me naive - I'm 100% sure he would have complied, if I'd asked him to. Though his big cock and towering body was totally dominating me, I never felt like I had given up control, which makes my reaction even harder to explain. You know, I was free to go and I wasn't drunk or on drugs either. My mind was clear, the meaning of that tattoo obvious and I knew the only reasonable thing to do - but for some reason I couldn't make myself do it. I had to ask him to pull out, had to better ask him soon, but each time his fat mancock was sliding back into me, bottoming out inside my sore rectum, I was telliing myself 'Just once more, oh my God, just once more'. I yelped each time he was hitting ground, his cock was hurting my insides, my hole way to small to properly accomodate its girth, but I just couldn't imagine a world in which this fat, throbbing intruder was not ravaging my boypussy. Or, probably more accurate, I didn't want to imagine it. Of course I knew where this was leading, that I would end up with a big load of this guy's poz cum deep inside my guts if I didn't act soon. But though he was hurting me, I had this strange feeling that I was born to be hurt like that, to have strangers abuse me like that. 'One more thrust, just let him hurt you once more'. And before I really knew it, one more thrust had proved to be one too many and I felt his cock expanding inside me, throbbing fiercely as his poz load was coating my insides.

My best friend Jason, who’s usually very responsible, shocked me when he told me that last night he had had unprotected sex with a guy, a complete stranger who was not only hiv-positive but had high viral levels as well. I asked him what on earth happened and, by way of a reply, he sent me a series of e-mails that he had exchanged with the guy. They’re pretty hot but I’m not sure if they are for real or not. That’s why I’ll post them in the “Fiction” section. See what you think! Jason had posted on CL, looking for his usual Saturday night fuck, when this guy responded. Here’s their exchange: You looking to get knocked up? Mmmmm! That wasn't my plan for the day but I'm open to suggestions. OK was wondering? What do you have in mind? Are you thinking nasty thoughts? Yes I am!! Only one man is going to be able to claim that he took my neg cherry...that he was the one that planted his dirty seed. Do you think that man might be you? I just might be You know, I usually just keep this a fantasy but I also know that someday some smooth-talking guy is gonna get me all hot and bothered. Then he's just gotta ease me over the edge. Whatever it is you're doing, you're already halfway there. I think, if you want it to, I'm willingly yours. That's hot!!! Fuck! It IS fucking hot! I'm laying back on the bed next to the pc, playing with my nips and moaning! It's like I've got brain fever! Tell me about yourself and what you would want to do! Maybe you can push me past the point of no return! 49 5'11 190 6cut love making out kissing sucking an fucking. Lick your ass get it nice an wet then slide my cock in you fuck you hard them cum balls deep in you You got me so hot the bed caught on fire! You owe me for that, lol! Seriously, you sold me on that "cum balls deep in you" line. Are you poz or neg? undetectable, hvl or...? Poz not on meds OMG you sexy fucking bastard! I just fell off the edge! Now I'm so worked up that I fucking NEED you inside me. You want to be pozzed??? The guy sent a photo of a nice stiff cock, uncut & curving slightly to the left Oh, fuck! It's not that I want to be pozzed so much as it's I WANT TO BE POZZED BY YOU! Fuck! Now you've got me beggin you: Please poz me! (The guy must have been slow to reply so Jason sent another message) The suspense is killing me! That picture of your stiff cock is making my hole twitch! I want you to give me your seed so bad! I want it planted down DEEP where that little bit of you can start to grow inside me! You pushed all the right buttons to get me to the point where I'm fucking helpless! Oh, fuck! fuck! fuck! I need to get pozzed so bad!!! You ready for this?? I’m 10 minutes away And that was it. That was all that it took for Jason to give it up for some guy he had never met before.

My Dad and I used to fuck around. Yeah, my real Dad. But I thought we had moved past it, until he fucked me again over Christmas this year. It all started when I was younger and Mom went back to work full time In the evenings. Evidently this put a real crimp in my father's sex life, and so I ended up filling in. I mean, I had heard my parents having sex. A lot. My room was right next to theirs and sometimes they weren't quiet. You see, when I was growing-up, my family was very hippie liberal. Lots of nudity. Sex was discussed from an early age. I took occasional baths with my father, or sat and kept him company while he bathed. I also knew about his porn collection and would often sneak viewings of it after school. There were a lot of Playboy magazines, but also some real hard core stuff. Anyway, when Mom went back to work, Dad started masturbating in the evenings. I know as much because I could hear the porn videos and the faint squeaking of his bed. He also almost never closed his door all the way. Being curious, and a bit twisted I guess, I started sneaking out into the hallway and watching him. It was strangely erotic watching my own father masturbate and shoot his load. Erotic, but also shameful. I knew it was wrong, but I still got hard. Eventually he caught me spying. I figured he was going to go apeshit, but all he did was call me into his bedroom. "You might as well get comfortable and have a wank too," he told me. That's how it started. Every night we would watch porn and jack off together. But then one night he put his hands behind his head and told me he was tired and I should jack him off. And I did. His cock was heavy and thick in my hand. He came quickly and it ran down my hand. I was excited by and ashamed of what I had just done. But I didn't stop. Soon after it was "You know, I could sure go for a blowjob like in the videos." And again, I gave him what he wanted. I had already experimented by having given blowjobs to my cousin and my best friend and a couple of other guys, so I was good at it. Apparently my Dad noticed my skill and appreciated the fact. I still remember the first time I blew him and being rewarded with a mouthful of his saltiness, and the compliment "Damn, you're good at that!" After that I was his cock sucker. We rarely talked-- just got naked, watched the porn, and I would blow him. The whole time I was fairly conflicted about the arrangement. Here I was, horny, getting sex almost every night (when I didn't have late school functions or excessive homework). But the sex was with my Dad. Within a year or two, we transitioned to fucking. I don't really remember what prompted the change, but one night just as I was getting into sucking him he pulled me off saying "I wanna try something different tonight." With the porn playing, Dad had me get on all fours. He got out a tube of KY, smeared some on my hole, some more on his cock, and then started to push his dick into me. It hurt. A lot. It took a few tries and a lot more KY, but he managed to get all the way inside me. "Damn you are TIGHT!" I remember him saying. And then he started humping me. For me, this was a lot different than the blowjobs. Sucking Dad's dick was much less of a transgression in my eyes. I was just helping him masturbate with my mouth or something. But now I was being fucked, and that just seemed wrong. It was uncomfortable. It was degrading. It was something that a wife (my Mom) should be for-- not me. I was suddenly ashamed and embarassed that I was in my parents' bed, letting my Dad have his way with my ass. I zoned out watching the big-titted woman on the video getting butt fucked as well. I remember wondering of she actually enjoyed it or not. Then Dad tensed up, an I knew he was cumming inside my ass. I also noticed that the fucking left me rock hard. While my father cleaned up, I jacked off, full of hot shame. We fucked a lot after that, not a lot of talking. And always from behind. Eventually I moved out of my parents' house. After that, divorces, jobs, his new girlfriends and marriages kept me safe from any repeat sessions. Until this past Christmas. He came to visit me for a couple days, alone. His newest girlfriend had to work so she couldn't make the trip. To be honest, the thought of us having sex again hadn't really even crossed my mind. I had come to terms with what we had done, and realized that he was probably responsible for my fetish for older 'daddies', but that was it. Besides, my Dad was around 60 by this time. Well, evidently the men in my family are always horny bastards. We had been drinking and watching football games when it was time for bed. I got him set up in his room and retired to mine. It felt like I had just fallen asleep when suddenly I felt him. It really startled me! "Dad, what the fuck are you doing?" I exclaimed. "I think you know" he said. And I did. I could already feel his erection pressing against my ass. Dad wanted sex, and as much as my adult self was repulsed by the idea (and truth be told, with him, at least at that moment), I knew I would relent. I would again give up my ass to Dad, even after all this time. I pulled off my boxers and started digging in my night stand for the necessary stuff. I lubed up my ass, then reached back and lubed up my father's cock. It was thick and heavy in my hand. And familiar. So much like my own cock now. I assumed the position, and took a hit of poppers. "Son, are those drugs?" he asked. "No, Dad, they're just poppers. They help me relax." Hrmph was all he said as he thrust into me. So many thoughts and feelings swirled in my mind while Dad used my ass for his pleasure. I was ashamed for what I was doing, of what I was allowing him to do, and also ashamed that my cock was hard and that the sensation of Dad's cock sliding in and out of me was such a turn on. It didn't take him long before he was wheezing and squirting his load into me, donating his sperm and his DNA as he had done decades earlier in creating me. When he was done, he pulled out and slunk back to his room for the night. And I was left to jack off in hot shame, turned on like the bottom cum whore that I am. The bottom cum whore that Dad had made.

After a couple of months on PreP, I decided to fulfill a fantasy and go to a Cumunion event. There is one in Augusta GA, only 2 hours from me and I made a reservation this past weekend. I found myself with the guts to get in a sling, put on my hood to blind me, and offer my hole to anyone and everyone. After 2 guys fucked me very well, but uneventfully, a third guy was felt between my legs. He rubbed his raw cock against my hole to lube it some and pushed forward hard. It hurt, in a good way, and he went right to fucking me, no pausing to let me get used to it. I adjusted as best I could, and settled back to enjoy his thick cock using my hole. He was the first one to be verbal, telling me to take his cock, and complimenting me on how good my ass felt. I'm ahead of myself because before I went to the party, I posted a couple of ads that anyone was welcome to use the guy in the sling with the hood, and that I was negative and on PreP. The guy fucked me perfectly, deep and a little rough. I wanted to make him cum because I could feel he didn't have a condom on and started tightening up my hole on every withdraw. I could tell that he felt the difference because he started fucking me harder. I could hear others nearby and knowing they were watching made it that much hotter. Without warning he said. "Are you the guy on PreP?" I answered "yes Sir", and just as I did he said, "You better hope it's working." and immediatly went balls deep in me and held his cock there as I felt it jerking and emptying his cum into me. I realized instantly what he meant and knew I was taking my first known positive load. I used my legs to hold him inside me, letting him know I wanted every drop of his seed in me.

Cum is my drug.

The music is loud… some techno shit… not good not bad… I try to look like I belong in this place… I do not know the language but who cares… I am not here for the talking. In fact the more anonymous the better… I am a traveler. I am staying in this city for three nights and I intend to make the best of it… The moment I arrived I went to the hotel, jumped in the shower, cleaned inside- out, wore my worn out fuck jeans, no under wear, took my poppers in hand… and here I am in a bar at the center of the gay neighbourhood drinking my beer and gathering my strength to go downstairs where I know is the darkroom… I am not invisible… I am tall 6.3 black hair, moustache, with the confidence of an Alpha Top … Well I used to .. in my old days… Alas… not any more… now I know what I am … I am a cumdump… the men who like to breed a real man cunt, sure they have a good time with me… but again some not… no big deal… that’s is life… and I am OK with it… I usually smile, I say “I do not fuck… I like to get fucked and I only do bareback…” And when I say it I smile so no hurt feelings… And most of the guys are Ok with that. So life goes on… And the path of my life brought me here in this seedy leather bar. I see people look at me try to figure out what is the story behind my Mediterranean poker face… But none approaches and I approach no one either. Second beer… The bartender takes the tip with the smile. Europeans do not tip bartenders. “The fun is downstairs” he said in English. “I know” was my answer. No more talk… I went back to my corner. A man around his 50’s was standing opposite of me. Tall maybe a bit taller than me… Beard… Stocky… Nordic… In leather. Intense eyes. He is drinking his beer slowly. Looking at me… I took the challenge and I returned back the glance with the same intensity. His eyes showed nothing. He was good… A silent hunter. That is OK with me… I can wait… I won’t make the first move. If there is any kind of invitation it has to be from his part. That is the rules of the game. And I was right. He approaches me first. “Boy I need to piss… come downstairs… Now!!!” Yeap, he read me right. I followed him downstairs… he took a turn right to one of the booths… waited in the open door. I came closer. He kissed me… He knew how to kiss… Not soft not hard, but with dominance… I felt the taste of the beer. He took my hand and put it at his open fly… Damn… uncut and thick … the way I like it… Not soft but not hard either… He didn’t touch my cock at all… put his hand under trying to find my hole… He found the target easily…. “I’d love to piss in your hole…” “Go for it…” was my answer…. “Let’s find the sling”… We went thru the dark corridors… Men in the basement were walking back and forth from one wall to the other like ghosts… Hunting… for the next pray… for the next cock… for the next ass… I read their minds… They knew I was his… and with his walk in front of me he left no doubts … I was his… There was the sling… unoccupied… Didn’t take me long to take my trousers off… put it on the sling and lay on it… Took his lube… spread it around my hole then all over his thick tool… I was hard… but he stil hadn’t touch my cock.. I was not given permission to touch it either … Took my poppers out….. Nice buzz… He took his too… and then I felt his cockhead pressing my spinster… “Ready boy?” I loved the way he pushed it in… It hurt a bit but it was a nice kind of pain. My eyes locked in his… “Here it comes…” he said and then I felt it… Warm piss in my hole… And his eyes still there locked in mine. And yes a slight smile. There was another buzz … Damn chem piss…. My favourite kind…. “I love chem piss… “ I heard my self whispering while he still kept steel in my ass… “You like slamming boy?” he asked. “I love slamming Sir, but I cannot handle the needle myself… “ I said… “Good… I love slamming my boys…. Do you want to be my boy for tonight BOY?” How sweet of him… he was still pissing in my ass and slowly started to slide his thick cock inside my sloppy ass… He looked like he cared.. “Yes, Sir.... I can be anything you want me to be…” was all I said. And I meant it. “Do you want to be my slam whore for tonight boy?” So strange hearing a man calling me “Boy”… and somehow I felt a kind of peace in me… “Yes, Sir! I trust you…” He started fucking me faster… “You like my dick?” he asked. “Love your dick Sir” I answered back and I meant it. “Do you like my piss in you?” soft voice… taunting me.. teasing me… “Yes, Sir although I make a mess”… “No worries… we are not done yet… I will deliver the deed first... and then some more… we are not in a hurry… Are you in a hurry?” he was fucking me slowly… but not in the way to breed… just the way to feel my wetness inside me… and take the pleasure I was giving him… “No Sir, I am not in a hurry… I am your boy for tonight…” He smiled… nice teeth…. I liked that he was not afraid to smile… Most Tops don’t smile… I guess part of the mask… I don’t complain. I wear my masks as well… but this time I was Ok… I felt safe being a cumdump in a sleazy bar offering my ass to a complete stranger, talking English in an equal heavy accent as mine… And I meant it... I was his boy for tonight… That was clear in my mind… “You know what I want right now?” he asked again with his smooth whisper… “What?” “ A nice slam!” “Here?” “Yessssss while I am fucking you… Do you trust me?” My logic said no… but fuck logic… I took another big sniff from the poppers and instead of an answered I offered him my arm… “Good boy… “ was all he said… From one of his pockets he took one point… without taking his cock off from my ass he found the vein and I felt a small prick… He was good… I knew I was in good hands… I saw how he registered the point, the slight draw back of the blood entering the needle and then he pushed it all in… “There you go boy… fly away…” I heard my self coughing a bit… and then the buzz came like a wave… an electric wave … like flying… I felt like a leaf… ready to surrender on the wind… yes I was moving but it was the motions of the fucking… “Yes… be my slam whore”…. And the fucking became more intense…. He started to speak in his own language… Norwegian maybe? I didn’t care… I was lost in space… I felt poppers in my nostrils… He ordered me to breathe… And then he took four big snorts… The real fucking started…. He was close… “Look at me whore” he demanded… I looked at him … he was so beautiful… and like an invisible mirror I saw I was beautiful in his eyes, as well… I was where I was born to be… In a sleazy bar getting fucked and slammed by a stranger…. “Ready for my poz load, Boy? Beg for my Poz load…. “ “Give me your Poz load” I said. “Louder!!!!” He screamed… “GIVE ME YOUR POZ LOAD” I heard my voice screaming… That was all he wanted to hear…. And he gave it to me… With a bark … Like a wolf… like a tortured demon, he unleased in full force his seed deep in me… The noise of the sling was our only music... and then there was nothing else but our breaths… the ship finally came to port after a fight with the storm… I felt his hands on my lips… I sucked his fingers… tasted his cum and piss and my ass juice… nice… then I felt his hand on my hair… gentle touch… so unexpected... so out of place... so right... “Thank you” he said… “Thank you “ I answered back… “Let’s get some water… We are not done yet… “ Then I knew he was a man of his words… I was his Boy for the night… And the night was not done yet…

Earl the 22 year old fairy was slender, sported long bleached hair and no facial hair, wore no glasses and had manicured nails like a woman. He looked like a titless broad. I was a couple of inches taller at 6' and 50 lbs. heavier at 200 even. I was twice his age, balding, bearded, wore my classic mens hornrim style glasses which I preferred over the wire frames men started wearing in the early 1970's. The dirt under my nails was as black as my glasses frames. I had a buddy who was similar to me in height and age but he weighed 250, his glasses had the tortoise shell coloring and he had brown straight hair, just a mustache, and he bit his nails. We were in our early forties. Like me Darrel was a Top. Earl acted like he wanted to be pozzed. I had fucked a punk that Darrel had fucked but didnt know Darren had been pozzed by another 'hole he had fucked. I caught the "aids flu" almost a couple of weeks later. Darrel and I had just come from the aids clinic and saw Earl who then cruised us. "Looks ike a queen in heat." I said gesturing to the blond fairy sitting on a bench. "I'd like to pump my aids up that twat." replied Darrel as he reached under his gut and grabbed his crotch. "I'm with ya." I told him and kissed him. We walked over to the queen. "Hi fella." I said as Darrel grinned. "Hi there!" the fella gushed. We set our asses on the bench next to him and began talking. Earl gave us the limp wrist when we shook hands introducing ourselves. He than asked us if we fucked ass. I proudly said that I enjoyed fucking ass and mouth as well as getting rimmed and my sweaty feet orally serviced. Darrel was similar to me in tastes but also liked feeding his dick cheeze to cocksuckers although he didnt tell Earl that. We ended up going to the cheap motel where our buddy Hank took many of his conquests. "Hi Dave." I said to Dave the desk clerk and landlord of the motel. "Hi studs. Adding another conquest to your guns?" he replied as we shook hands, his manly nailbitten fingers feeling good in my hand. He shook hands longer with Darrel and they kissed. Dave's obese wife was oblivious to us, her mind buried in the latest trash novel she was reading in the room behind the office. I then kissed Dave and took the room key he handed me while he took the money from Earl. Once in the room we all stripped and Earl started things off right by kneeling and kissing our dicks and noticed Darren's foreskin. He sucked the man's cock and licked smegma from under his foreskin, swallowing it while humming in delight. Darrel thrust a few times out of manly instinct as the fairy sucked his dick clean. We men hugged and french kissed while Earl did his duty beneath my buddy's modest gut. Darrel skinned his hood back in Earl's mouth so the the poof could eat the rest of his cheeze. My dick was hardening as we men shared man to man affection with Earl eating my fellow stud's smegma. Earl then sucked off of the man's dick and kissed it. "Who wants to fuck me first?" Earl offered. "How tight are you?" I asked him. He said he had lost his anal cherry two months before and had been raped a month later. It turned out one of my friends had raped him. He saw my boner harden more so Darrel told me to go first. Earl switched his position from under Darrel's gut to my cock and took it in his mouth. He sucked a while, inhaling my crotch odors while humming in delight, then opened wide, pulled back and kissed my spitty dick. Earl pulled back the covers on the bed, lay on his stomach and spread his legs while I added some grease to his spit on my dick. Darrel and I spat on his hole and I mounted him. "You better bite the pillow." I warned him. He obliged and I put my dick to his hole. He winced as I let my weight drive it in. He whined, shook and shuddered as my stiff prick forced its way into his sphincters. My dick then popped through and he stifled a scream as I continued on up his ass and hilted myself. I had him pinned and he asked me if I had aids. "Yes." I replied with a grin that Darrel returned. "Please pull out. I dont want it. Please!" he whined. "Fuck you. Once I'm in I fuck and cum. You should have asked at the Center, not wait until after my dick's in you." I told him in no uncertain terms as I brutally thrust twice and then flexed my hilted love muscle deep inside his still tight hole. The rape laws in this state applied only to men raping women and even if Earl was a woman, the law at the time stated that once a woman consented to penetration and the man had entered he has the right to fuck and cum before having to pull out. I began fucking the fairy who screamed and cursed us. Darrel stuffed our dirty socks we'd worn for a few days into the poof's mouth and held them as the poof struggled under me. I held his wrists as he tried to ineffectually kick. I thrust in his ass as he tried to resist my dick. I was having a ball performing one of my more difficult conquests because I was winning. The more he tried to wiggle his ass the more action my dick got in it as my loins joyfully pumped pain into him with my powerful-feeling prick. I was sweating and breathing hard as I thrust in him, my pelvis rocking back and forth driving my hard seven inches deep with each thrust. I had to jab my thick nails into his wrists to help still him as I took the piece of ass he owed me. Darrel was still holding the back of his head with one hand and our stinky socks in his mouth with the other. I kissed Darrel's masculine hand and soldiered on, my hips taking over as earl sobbed, knowing he was defeated and his fate sealed after putting up a futile fight to save himself from my deadly aids-gun and its poison sperm-bullets. "Take it you fuckin' bitch. Make my dick feel good!" I growled as sweat dripped from my brow into my glasses. "You're doing good my friend." Darrel said as I drilled the asshole. My dick was feeling really good tearing up the nice tight twat. I jack-hammered and then told the punk, "Ready or not, here I cum!" as I rammed it in with a series of brutal hip-snaps and hilted myself as my intial volley of half a dozen deadly spurts of pleasure erupted from my powerful penis into his sore hole. I then thrust a few more times, my pevis slapping his ass with each quick full thrust of my joy-filled penis, and then lay on and in him, satiated, as the last of my sperms carried their toxic load from my dick into his rectal walls. "Excellent job stud." Darrel said as we kissed. I then thrust some more to zark-off the last of my spunk into Earl who lay limp under me sobbing feeling sorry for himself. "You hard?" I adled Darrel. "Fuck, I have a diamond-cutter here. Let me at 'im." he replied. I pulled my spent love-shaft from the asshole who seemed relieved and took over holding his head and mouth. "Dont pull anything bitch." I told Earl who obeyed, fearing we'd just make things harder. Darrel mounted him and found his target. He slid his dick right in and began fucking. Watching my heavy buddy fuck that asshole in my cum was a turnon, especially knowing he'd also pump his deadly load up him. Being intact, Darrel' was able to cum sooner than I did although he was also turned on by fucking in my cum. I myself had taken seconds after him a few times which reduced the time I needed to get my rocks off because I was always turned on fucking a hole he had just fucked and shot his load in. Darrel's fingertips bulged out from in front of of his bitten nails as he held Earl's wrists in a vise-like grip. He manfully fucked Earl who was defeated and knew his fate was sealed. Soon my partner was fucking harder, beginning to breathe hard and just start to sweat as he enjoyed himself. My own dick was starting to harden as Darrel fucked Earl faster and harder. The stud then grunted and hilted himself as his dick released his deadly load. "Man that feels so good spurtin' off in that cunt." Darrel happily exclaimed and thrust again as Earl struggled again at being called a cunt. I kept holding Earl's head as Darrel and I french kissed. "Time to pull out of this cunt but first I need to thrust some more in it." he added, pumping a few more strokes to force our sperms into the rips in Earl's rectal walls before yanking out. "Suck it clean!" Darrel ordered the poof who vehmently spat out the socks as soon as his head was released. Instead of obeying, the bitch spouted off a string of profanities and swung at us until Darrel restrained him and told him to go douche out his cunt. The perv obeyed then, going into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. "Here, wipe that asshole's shit off with this." I said as I handed Darrel Earl's shirt. Darrel cleaned himself off and handed me the shirt. I wiped my dick on the remaining clean spot and threw it onto Earl's clothes and we got dressed. We headed to the door and Earl came out as we walked out the door. As it was, he got dressed except for his shirt and ran out looking for us. By that time we had dropped off the key and were gone. David later said the poof was pissed but knew not to bother looking for us. We were sad that the session had gone from glad to bad but were happy that we had completed our goal. Darrel later told me he'd heard that Earl had converted. We men hugged and french kissed as we caressed each other through our pants. We celebrated with Darrel jacking us off into some poof's mouth and pissing in it in an alley behind a bar.All in all the fairy had it cumming.

Brad is totally my type: tall, lean, and having a basketball player's build, has reddish-brown hair and the most sexy light brown eyes. He's 6' 6", 190 pounds and 26 years old. He is simply one of the sexiest guys I've ever known, he has a gorgeous eight inch cock and a great set of balls. I was very happy with him, and had been with him for six months when he found out that he was poz. I was negative, and during those six months when we had sex, Brad had never cum in me ... although I asked for him to. I thought it was quirky at first that he wouldn't shoot inside me, but just let it go, although I knew ex had done IV drugs and they had plenty of bareback sex.) When he told me he was poz, he said he would understand if I broke it off with him, feeling I deserved a less-challenging relationship. I wouldn't hear of it. Three months later we moved in together into a West Hollywood apartment and had sex all the time - always bareback. Brad's doctor suggested he attend a gay men's poz support group where he could talk about being poz with guys who could understand. That's where he met Justin, who was also in a poz-neg relationship. Justin and I are surprisingly similar in build, 6 foot tall, 185 pounds, 28 years old and light brown hair. They both had the same HIV doctor and had met once before in the doctor's office, although just in passing. Since the beach is a long drive, Brad and I regularly went to a bathhouse, North Hollywood Spa that has an outdoor sun deck. We'd lay out to get some sun and then go inside to have some fun, always together. It worked for us in our new relationship, so why not? Being around other hot naked guys just got us even more horny for each other. Shortly after Brad joined the poz support group, we ran into Justin on Santa Monica Blvd, and he told me he thought it was cool that I was OK with Brad being poz ... and that his neg partner wouldn't touch him at all because of it. I said "You're a hottie! I can't imagine any man not wanting to be naked with you!" OK, so sometimes my 'edit mode' doesn't work well, and I guess the cat was out of the bag. Justin was hot and now he and Brad knew I thought as much. Justin wanted to know how Brad fucked my neg ass without him pozzing me, so Brad explained he would pull out of my ass right when he was starting to cum and then shoot on my abs. That way we were able to avoid condoms and also avoid having me seroconvert. Then Brad apparently had a brain storm 'cause he said "Rob and I are going to lay out naked at the tubs on Saturday," adding "would you like to join us?" Justin was up for it as his boyfriend was out of town for work, so we arranged for Justin to meet at our place and then we'd head out together. Justin had never been to a bathhouse before, so we got him checked in and inside. I got a big room for us to throw our stuff into, with the thought we'd strip down and then head to the sun deck. That's when Brad and I first saw Justin's cock. Holy Fuck, it was huge and he was sporting a Prince Albert. His nipples were also pierced, which I also found hot. I definitely wanted his cock in a big way. While I knew the poz support group’s rules said Brad and Justin were not supposed to play around with each other, I had the distinct feeling that rule would be broken before we went home that day. Brad and I chose to lay naked, and Justin wore a Speedo as he wanted a tan line. Brad and Justin lay next to each other, and my lounge chair was in front of their's, which, as long as I was on my stomach, made it really convenient for me to stare at Justin's basket. The Speedo barely contained his pierced poz cock. I wanted it. So did Brad. I had a spritz bottle, so after a little bit, I misted water on me to cool off. I then to be a dickhead, adjusted the stream to a jet and squirted Brad directly in the balls. That got his attention! His cock started getting hard, so I continued doing it. Justin laughed at what I was doing, so I squirted his Speedo as well, then worked the stream up to his nips. My cock was hard. Brad's cock was hard, and Justin's cock was filling out his Speedo even more. "Let's take a break inside and cool off," I suggested, wanting to be naked with these two studs. The three of us showered off downstairs and then headed to the room, "Just for a couple minutes." But no sooner had the door behind us, than we lost our towels, and we were three guys in heat, making out and feeling each other up, our cocks drooling precum like crazy. We were horny and needed to get off. In no time, the three of us were on the bed and ravaging each other. I was on my back with Brad sucking my cock, while Justin sucked Brad's cock. It wasn't too long before it was time to switch-up. "I gotta get a taste of my first pierced cock," Brad said. I said "Don't get him off, because I want some too." Justin wasn't used to three-ways, and this was his first since he converted to being poz, and he certainly wasn't used to a neg guy being so hot for his poz cock. Brad switched places and laid on his back and Justin crawled up to straddle Brad and fed him his cock. This was a great opportunity for me to get Brad's cock up my hole and to feel up Justin while he got his cock sucked by Brad. Justin blocked Brad's view, so Brad was surprised when I lubed up his bare cock and lowered myself onto him. I moaned at how hot Brad's cock felt up my ass ... and what a hot view I had of Justin's butt and hot body. He turned around to see what I was up to behind him, and was surprised I was taking Brad's cock right there. It was erotic as hell to watch Brad suck on another poz cock, and I certainly enjoyed having his cock up my ass. Unfortunately, Brad's gag reflex had a problem with the ring in Justin's cock, so he had to back off it and just suck on the tip. Seeing what was going on, I said, "Let's switch positions ... I'll be able to take his big dick with no problem." Brad and Justin just looked at me and laughed as Brad remarked "My boyfriend the slut! Give the man what he wants." Justin took Brad's place on his back, I bent over to suck Justin's cock and Brad fucked me doggy style. Everyone was happy until Brad pulled out saying, "I'm getting too close. I don't want to cum yet." Justin said, "Yeah, I want to have a turn with Rob too." I moved off his cock and stood next to Justin who then reached over to my loose lubed butt and gave it a grab. I turned a little to give him easier access to my hole and he slid a finger up inside me. Brad and Justin got a little quiet and for a couple moments Brad and Justin looked at each other's eyes, and gave each other a slight nod. Brad said, "Yeah, Justin ... it's Rob's turn." Brad slid back on the bed to give us some space and watched while Justin worked my already-lubed hole with one finger, and then two fingers, and as he did so, Justin turned to Brad saying "Rob's ass feels amazing. No wonder you told me you love fucking him." Brad said, "Go ahead and give him a couple more fingers, he loosens right up." At that point I was bent over the bed just enjoying the amazing treatment Justin was giving my asshole. I was totally relaxed having him do what he wanted and Brad was playing with his cock watching Justin. Justin slid his four fingers out of my ass and slid his pierced poz cock inside me. Wow, he felt great. I love my boyfriend's eight inch cock but Justin's seven inch, fat cock was a whole different kind of great. "Yeah, fuck me," I urged Justin. Brad meanwhile was jacking his cock, taking in the scene, his cock rock hard. Clearly he was totally into watching me be get plowed by his poz friend. Justin bent over and whispered in my ear, "You get off on my hot poz cock, don't you?" Brad didn't notice Justin's question, but it had me rock hard. I didn't say anything at first, so Justin asked more loudly "You want that, huh?" Brad looked up at both of us and smiled when I answered "Yeah, fuck me ... give it to me! But first let me change positions!" We all started laughing and they both made room for me to get on my back with my legs in the air. Justin said, "Let me take a couple minutes ... Brad, you get back inside him." Justin pulled out of me and noticed a little redness on his cock. He realized his Prince Albert piercing was rubbing my asshole raw from the friction. We looked at each other and he was about to say something about it. I gazed into his eyes and slowly shook my head and whispered, "Don't say anything." Once his cock was inside me, Brad said, "Oh yeah, Rob has such a hot hole. God I love fucking his ass." "Yeah, I want this ... fuck me, Brad," I urged. As Brad fucked me, Justin kissed me, quietly saying "Rob, I'm going to help you get what you want." Brad looked at Justin saying "We're probably okay fucking him, since we're both undetectable." A strange look crossed Justin's face, which led Brad to ask "What's that look for?" In a slightly dull tone Justin answered "My doctor didn't like my blood panels, so he took me off my HIV meds two weeks ago. I thought I told you." Justin continued, "But don't worry about me. Fuck Rob's hot hole and shoot inside him!" There wasn't much room behind Brad and the wall, and Justin had a plan. He got off the bed and stood next to Brad, lightly tweaking his nipples. That drove Brad crazy and filled him with lust. Justin then moved behind Brad as he was fucking me and tweaked his nipples. Brad muttered "Oh, fuck, I'm getting close!" I grabbed Brad’s hips to pull his cock into my ass, and Justin lodged himself against the wall so that Brad couldn’t back away as Brad yelled, "Shit! I'm cumming ... fuck, I'm shooting." I was also shooting, but unlike Brad's load, my cum load blew all over my chest. It was likely the biggest load I've ever had. Fuck that was hot. After all this time with Brad, I finally got him to cum inside me - and I wanted it really bad. Poz cum just made it hotter. Brad's cum had nowhere to go, but inside my ravaged hole. And he was freaking out softly saying, almost to himself, "Oh my god, I came in you! Fuck! I don't want to poz you." "Hang on, honey, it'll be okay. A lot of guys don't get pozzed the first time they're bred! Come here...." Brad's cock was still in my hole and I pulled him towards me and kissed him many times, murmuring "Don't worry." He moved off me and laid down on the bed and Justin was there with a slight smirk. We both knew what he did for me, and I was grateful. "Can I get a hand here?" Justin asked. In the excitement, Brad and I hadn't helped Justin get off, and his cock needed to blow a load. "Yeah, I think I can help you out," I replied, turning to Brad and asking "Okay with you? I think it's Justin's turn." Brad looked at both of us and slowly nodded yes. I pulled Justin down to make out with him, and I could feel his poz cock grazing my thighs and balls. I reached down and aimed his cock inside my hole, easing his pierced poz cock inside me, my boyfriend's poz load the only lube. I announced with genuine excitement "Fuck, this is amazingly hot." Justin grinned as he slid in and out of my wrecked hole and asked "You really like this. Fuck, man, I never thought I'd ever get inside your hole." "Hell, yeah, man, this is amazing." In a slightly louder tone Justin asked "You want me to cum in you?" Mischievously I replied "Ask Brad if you can." Justin replied in a voice loud enough for the guys in the adjoining rooms could hear "It's not Brad's hole I'm breeding. Do you want my poz cum?" There was only one possible reply for me: "Fuck yeah, dude. Shoot your hot poz load into my ass!” Just then every muscle in Justin's body tensed up as a prelude to his hot load. He pounded my hole even harder, as if to force his virus into my body. Justin yelled, "You're such a cum slut, take my poz load." I could feel his cock unloading in my guts. The spasms triggered another orgasm for me. I was in heaven, as was Justin who collapsed on top of me, with his cock still lodged inside my hole. We hugged and kissed. Brad looked a little shell-shocked at what just took place. We all stretched out on the bed and wrapped our arms around each other just to hold on. I wasn't sure what was going through Brad's head, so when everyone caught their breath, I said, "That was amazing. I've wanted that for a long time. Thank you." Brad looked at me with a puzzled look. He said, "I had no idea ... you never talked to me about it or asked me for it." I asked, "Would you have bred me if I asked you to?" Just then, I felt Brad's cock start to get hard against my thigh. Brad said, "Justin and I hoped you would be okay with us just fucking you, but now, you'll have a lot more of our cum from now on." The three of us smiled, relieved about how the afternoon turned out. Brad got off the bed, his big poz hard on, pointing in my direction. I got up on all fours, and pointed my ass in his direction and my mouth on Justin's cock. Justin's cock was slightly funky, but I didn't care. It was my turn, and I got what I wanted.

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.

PART 1 I was working on a long term assignment in Louisville. Since it was long term, my employer saved money by leasing a house for me to use instead of a hotel room even the type that are suites. Several possible houses were visited before settling on a ranch style with a finished basement and 2-car detached garage. The place had a huge deck, a second smaller deck, landscaping beyond belief, and most importantly a swimming pool with the entire back yard surrounded by a privacy fence. Not a bad set up. Well, things went fairly well but decidedly different than what I was used to in Chicago. Decidedly is such an understatement. I backwashed the pool after brushing the floor and sides and letting the filter system overnight clean the water. I went back in the house going to retrieve from the kitchen an apple to eat. As I passed the top of the steps to the basement, I realized that something was amiss. I went downstairs and found that from the floor drain sewer water was backing into the combination laundry and furnace room. This had to be water from the backwash I had just done. So, early the next morning (Thursday) I placed a call to the landlord receiving the name of the plumbing company to call. I did so and arranged for first call the next day (Friday) which surprisingly was available on such short notice. Next, I notified my supervisor that I would be late arriving to work because of the plumbing issue. Since I was going to be late arriving to work the next day, I decided to see about having some fun. I went home and did a thorough flush of my own system before heading out. There is an ABS across the river in Indiana. I got there about 9:00 and did a slow walk through. From what I counted, about a dozen men occupying the peep show area. I knew right off that there were definitely three I had an interest in and hoped to capitalize on that if I were lucky enough. I made my way back through the hallways and cruised the first of the three I had liked. He got the hint and at least was receptive to my cruising. We walked on to the third cross hallway with each of us taking a booth that shared a glory hole. I deposited a few tokens and slipped my shorts and t-shirt off laying them on the stool. I removed the bottle of lube from my shorts and applied a light coating. Kneeling down, I looked through the glory hole and saw this man had also stripped. Nice body on him and nice cut cock as well. He was white, about 6 feet tall, short-cropped light hair, furry chest, arms, and legs, dark eyes, and clean shaven. He stood there stroking his cock which by now had bloomed to a nice looking 7 inches or so. He moved toward the glory hole and slowly pushed his cock through to my waiting mouth where I swallowed it whole. His cock was bathed in my mouth for several minutes as we both settled into a routine of mutual satisfaction. I slid on and off his cock giving it the best possible with such a partition between us. I felt his cock being pulled out of my mouth and back through the hole. He bent down to the hole and said, "Do you get fucked?" "Yes, but no condoms and the load goes in my ass," I replied. He grinned and stood up lining up the point of his cock at the glory hole. I quickly stood, turned around, and pulling my ass cheeks as far apart as possible, backed up to the hole bending over for access. I braced myself on the opposite wall as I immediately felt his cock head pushing on my hole. More pressure was applied eventually resulting in his cock tip spreading open my sphincter allowing the entire head of his cock to enter my ass. He stopped momentarily but began pushing forward once more slowly until his cock was buried as far in my ass as the wall allowed. I felt him flex his cock a few times and then began his delivery dance. Fucking and being fucked in a peep show booth is testy at best. This man was in no hurry and neither was I. We both were going to get what we needed. He withdrew his cock until only the head was still inside me then pushed back inwards. Repeating this several times stirred my insides to action which was to coat his cock with a thin coating of fuck juices he was creating. More in and out of my ass which was feeling great about this time. It had been months since I had been fucked. I was spoiled in Chicago getting fucked at least once a day and sometimes more. My fucker's rhythm continued in and out until his ball band upped the tempo of the music to which he was dancing. He picked up on the speed and began his in and out faster. He continued his fucking with ever increasing his speed in a slow imperceptible mode until it became obvious that his once gentle in and out was now at full throttle driving home to completion. I adjusted and braced myself for the now last throes of fucking that I was getting. My fucker was now pounding into my ass and slamming his pelvis into the plywood wall making a hard impact "THUD" sound which anyone who has been in such a business knows what such a sound means. Then, the telltale verbal coming from the next booth began. It was an almost imperceptible open-mouthed panting followed by a grimaced grunt as the last "THUD" was heard in the place. He shoved his now fully inflated and hardened 7-inch swollen cock into my ass as far as he could holding it there as salvo after salvo after salvo of his gooey sticky white DNA fled his balls flowing through his cock splattering on the inside of my gut. Each flood of his baby making juices coated my insides smearing themselves all over my intestine and forced further inside me as well as spread back along the head of his cock. I could feel his deposit slowing but was not ready to end this and neither was he. We stayed coupled in this way with me now sweating as I was sure he was until there were no more signs from his cock that there was anything left. To be sure, I gently squeezed on his cock as he slowly pulled it from my ass hesitating only when the head of his cock reached my hole. He slowly pulled it backwards and once released I quickly pulled off the wall and knelt at the hole shoving my open mouth to the hole where I was rewarded with the goo-covered cock being pushed into my mouth. I bathed it solemnly pulling off it when I believed there was nothing remaining to clean. "Thanks, man. Damn good ass," I heard. "Any time. Here's my card. Give me a call if you want to repeat this in comfort." I replied. I pulled one of my personal cards from my shorts pocket and passed it to him through the hole. We both dressed and left our booths at the same time. He departed, and I went hunting for one of the other two men I hoped would fuck me. I found one and did my cruising but found no interest. Each to his own. The third man I went hunting for several minutes but never found a trace of him. I presumed that he departed while I was being fucked. So, I continued my wandering the halls. Nothing struck my fancy or taste and had decided to leave and began walking toward the exit. As I neared the exit door to the main display room for this ABS, around the corner came this man that immediately caught my attention. He was as black as charcoal, stood about six feet four or so, over 200 pounds, Van Dyke, and shaved head. He had on--barely--a cut off t-shirt, jogging shorts, and flip-flops. He "clacked" along the hall, and I heard him before he had rounded the corner and continued on after he had stopped short before running over me. We stood facing each other momentarily looking directly into the eyes of the other. I knew I was not leaving until I at least had made an effort at hooking up with this giant. As I said, he did walk around me and continued down the hall. I turned around and began following. After about 15 steps or so, he glanced backwards but continued on with me at a respectable distance but definitely following. He went to the last cross hall and began walking down it. This particular row of booths have no glory holes. I hoped he would go back up the far side hall and into a booth that did have a glory hole, but he didn't. He stopped at a booth, pulled open the door, glanced back at me, nodded, and entered the booth. I finished the distance between me and the door that he had entered. I discreetly looked in the cracked door as he turned looking at me. He waved me in and enter I did closing and locking the door behind me. It was close but who cared. He shoved what must have been all of his tokens in the machine, flipped through the channels until he found a movie of a black male top and a white male bottom. He left no room for doubt what was going to happen here . . . and I was not going to disagree or object. For such a large man, he quite adeptly pulled his t-shirt up over his head, then, holding onto the shirt, inserted his thumbs into his jogging shorts pushed them and a jock strap down to the floor. He had stepped out of his flip-flops kicking them into a corner, stepped out of his shorts and jock, and stood upright once more. What I saw hanging in front of him was amazing. He had shaved all his pubic hair off and from what I could see all the pubic hair off his now drooping ball sac which hung pendulously with two large orbs. In front of that drooping ball sac hung an equally black fat uncut cock with a vein running almost the entire length on top that was almost as large as a #2 pencil. It had to be at least 9 inches if not more in length. I raised my eyes to meet his as I kicked off my sandals as I began pulling my t-shirt over my head. I also removed my shorts as he had done. When I stood upright, I could see a slight smile on his face. I reached out taking his clothes and put all of them on the stool. He stepped forward taking my ears into his hands. He moved his hands over my body touching first one part and then another. He physically felt and inspected me in detail including turning me around and inspecting my backside. Once satisfied, he turned me around to face him once more. Not a word had passed between us. "Didn't think there would be anyone here and almost didn't come," he said quietly in a voice that resonated from deep within him. His voice ever so matched his massive body. "Glad you came, too. Been here long?" "Awhile. Going to work late tomorrow and thought I'd try this place again after a long time and no luck," I replied. "Any luck tonight?" he asked. "Hooked up with one guy earlier and was leaving when you came in. So far my luck is holding out for a second guy," I replied challenging him. "Ahhh. And, what luck did you have with him?" he asked. "Luck enough to suck his cock and get it shoved in my ass for a good hard fucking and load of his cum," I answered honestly. I'm always too honest. He stepped closer now wrapping his arms around me pinning mine to my side. He slid his arms down until his hands reached my ass where he grabbed each cheek in one hand and squeezed. I raised my arms at this time and put them around his neck making the last distance between us disappear. He kneaded my cheeks for awhile as we stood together. Then, he began a backwards step. I left my hands on his shoulders as he brought his hands to the front of me. He placed his left hand on my right hip and took his right hand as he bent downward slightly and put it between my thighs. I moved my feet further apart and squatted slightly as well. We continued to look at each other. His right hand moved slowly between my upper thighs until I could feel his fingers touching my ass. I bent my knees slightly keeping my lowered position. I felt his fingers exploring my ass as if they were insect antennae. Once his touch located the desired spot for which he was hunting, he took his thick calloused middle finger and began inserting it where he blindly thought was my hole. He continued a somewhat gentle pressure until at last the tip of his manly finger caused the collapse of the rim encircling my hole. Once the rim collapsed, it followed that he sensed the exact location and homed in on the vulnerable spot inserting fully without fanfare and by this time very little lube the entire length of his worn middle finger attached to his great working hand. The rough entry dilated my ass melting it into submission and made known to this great hulk of a man by the gently quiet moan of ecstasy and lustful desire I emitted as I settled downward onto his middle finger as it invaded my ass. His head turned slightly upwards to look at my face as I turned my own head to face him. A slight smile crept onto his lips as my eyes begged for more. He began moving his finger around and around inside me poking and prodding and probing in search of the known contents of my previous invader. He felt the now liquid form of the once sticky glue-like deposit that had been made which had by now melted into a thin liquid coating my gut and now his finger. More and more he played inside my ass as I almost swooned at his touch. He was a man with a great purpose and knew precisely what I had done before we met and knew precisely what he was doing now to me for his gratification. A very light sweat began forming on me. I held onto his neck for stabilization and used my firmly planted feet in support of my not losing my balance. Too soon and yet with regret I felt his meaty finger being withdrawn. He quickly brought his hand between us as he stood fully upright with my rising to match him. He raised his finger between us looking at it and then back to my eyes. He turned his hand so that his wet finger pointed at me; I opened my mouth and accepted it nursing on it savoring the taste of the man who had fucked me earlier. I gave homage to that act of wanton sexual perverse copulation glorying in what had taken place hoping to provoke a repeat with this man. "I'm not going to ask because it is obvious. But, you need to be bred again. You need my strain in there to mix and mutate. You need it, and you're going to get it. But, I need to be sure of course that you're really primed for it." he said quietly in his deep bass voice. I only stared in utter submission and acceptance . . . and delight. He pulled his finger from my mouth, reached over for the stool putting it in an off centered position of our booth, and directed me over the stool where I dangled perilously. Unceremoniously, once more I felt his rough middle finger touch my ass hole at the precise center as once more he fully inserted this middle finger full length as fast as possible until his fist abruptly came to a halt by hitting my ass. Despite having been inside me once this insertion was not gentle but not the worst of all insertions ever made in my ass. It was pleasurably rough. He twisted and turned his finger now yanking it outward and shoving it back inward as quickly as the first time as I lay on the stool. He finger fucked my ass for a very long time but finally slowed long enough on an outward pull to insert his index finger which without actually seeing it was as equally as rough worn and calloused as his middle finger. He now used both fingers which had stretched my hole wider naturally. After a possible couple dozen insertions, he once more stopped fully inserted in my ass. I had held still and made every effort to keep the stool from tumping over with each thrust made into my ass. "Get ready, bitch. You're going to be primed up certain now," he spoke loud enough for me to hear. With that, he went to work on my intestines by scraping his fingernails the full length from inside me to my ass hole and by twisting his fingers sideways. He moved his two rough but now slick fingers all over my insides by contorting his body into different yoga positions so that no portion of any part of my intestine had not been scraped, scratched, nicked, poked or probed by his two fingers and from the time he spent doing his work he must have done each area at least twice. Satisfied, I felt his finger tips straighten as he withdrew them from my ass. I glanced backwards though viewing upside down his gargantuan charcoal black cock which by now was turgid and had a long string of pre-cum hanging downward. I could feel my own cock reacting in a similar fashion as the evidence of my own pre-cum seeping out suddenly released from the weight of the string of pre-cum and snapped off dropping off onto the floor. I looked downward at the floor once more thinking that this was how we were going to finally fuck but felt his left manly hand on my shoulder pulling on it. I struggled upward with his assistance and got to my feet. Turning me further to face him, he shoved his two fingers into my eyesight. I saw a very pink liquid coating on them and quickly looked directly into his eyes and raised the corner of my lips in a knowing smile. He offered his fingers to me, and I accepted them licking them clean tasting his handiwork. He withdrew them soon enough pushing me back away from facing him. I became a rag doll allowing him to position and move me around to his liking. We soon were positioned so that I was facing a side wall and his back was to the opposite side wall allowing us both to view the movie at our leisure though not much viewing was done by me. I never asked how much he watched it. "Put your hands on the wall and bend over. I like to fuck standing up or in unusual positions or places." I reached out spacing my hands apart and bent over. He moved quietly behind me. I felt his right hand at my shoulder. "Turn your head," he said. I obeyed seeing his jock strap now being balled up in his hand. I opened my mouth and felt the dry material being stuffed inside my mouth. I accepted it but began to stuff and rearrange it suiting my taste and finally had it positioned for maximum use. I knew what a gag meant, and this behemoth knew it would be needed. He leaned in close and said, "Brace yourself. No lube but what's in you, and you know what that means me going in. We're going to bounce you down on my cock all the way just to see how much more we can prep that ass of yours. You'll need that jock of mine; use it but keep your mouth closed by clamping down on your teeth 'til they hurt. Lock your jaws closed tight. I'm going to bend down and then you back your hole up to my tip. Settle your hole on good so it goes straight in. NO PULLING OFF. You do and I'll ram in your ass balls deep in one shove; you don't want that. My hands are going to be on the wall behind me to hold me up. That's where the bouncing on comes in. When I say 'bounce', you raise up just a little then drop your ass down, and I'll push my cock up. We're going to tear your ass up but then we'll have some real fun. Okay?" I shook my head yes and revelled at the thought of this entry and fuck. I was certain that this was going to be extremely painful but would be worth every nerve ending sent into sensory overload. I began to clamp my teeth together as the sweat began gathering on my skin in anticipation. My fucker positioned himself as I adjusted myself to match his position. I finally took my right hand off the wall reaching behind me guiding my ass downward the last few inches until I felt his cock. I matched up the two making them come together as directed as I repositioned myself to be sure that his now fully stiffened cock was pointing directly at my ass hole so that there would be a direct entrance once the sphincter was breached. I thought about my earlier fuck and hoped that would make this entrance at least somewhat easier though I quietly doubted it. I moved my hand back to the wall. "Ready?" I took a deep breath and shook my head yes. "Okay. On three, bounce. One . . . two . . . three!" I knew that until I was firmly seated on his cock or at minimum the head of his cock this first bounce was the most risky since if I raised up too much the chance of a misalignment of his cock head to my ass hole would result in a huge jolt of pain. That thought both excited and terrified me. But, almost instinctively I raised upwards just enough because I never lost the physical touch of his cock head and downward I plunged my ass in a short jabbing motion. At the exact same time of my plummet down, my booth mate began an upward jab. The result was we impaled my ass onto his cock about a couple of inches made possible by the beautiful hood which had easily slid backwards once it had been forced in my hole despite having no lube. Oh, yes, to be sure there was resistance but downward and upward pressure prevailed. I can not describe the delicious pain which triggered an automatic reflex to scream to match the screaming my ass was doing signalled by my sphincter tightening around his behemoth much as a python constricting a prey. I held steady in place not removing myself but enduring--and loving--every scream that I made in my throat keeping my mouth clamped shut and lips seemingly sealed with glue. As we rested, the stars began to fade, and I began to relax. I heard quiet chuckling behind me as most of the stars disappeared. "Good man. On three, bounce. One . . . two . . . three!" Once more I rose up more confident this time reaching my maximum height as I realized that I was pulling his cock skin taut and then plunged downward once more. He once more at the same moment made his upward thrust as I dropped down. Another two inches or so impaled. Again the pain, clamping my teeth and screaming. Again, tensing my body. But not pulling off this beginning of a fuck. It was now as my screaming halted that I realized I knew how high I could go before dropping down. I also realized that as he was behind watching. He saw my raising up and knew the split second moment that I had reached my uppermost limit. He had super perception to begin his upper thrust instantaneously before my downward plunge so that we would maximize our effort of impaling my ass onto his cock. The man was a genius! "Good man. Going great. Looks like your ass could take a champagne bottle now." I thought, "You mean it isn't?" "Once more. This time with some gusto. Let's see if we can set a record for how much goes in that ass of yours. You ready?" I shook my head yes and physically adjusted myself on the wall and in my stance. "Okay. On three, bounce. One . . . two . . . three!" For the third time, I lifted myself upwards and made an extra effort pulling myself upwards off his cock. As I hovered over him, I knew he was watching me and from an unknown source I released a low sustained grunt at the end of which I pushed upwards on the wall as I rammed my ass downwards as hard as I could considering my physical position. True to form, this man was watching me and listening to me and knew the signs of when I was going to explode down onto his cock. He met me with his upward thrust sending another three inches into my ass and sending me all through the same wonderful contortions that had visited me twice before. For the third time, I was resplendent with pain and lust quieting to acceptance in shorter time than previously incurred. This time though my nerve endings were beginning to become accustomed to such behavior. Despite injecting fifty percent more in my ass this attempt the return was not the same as the first two and the recovery was faster. My brain was letting go and accepting my fate . . . and deep lustful desire to be full impaled on this beautiful man. My soon to be fucker was in tune to my recovery and was ready himself. "Okay. Almost done. Make this the best one yet. Drive that ass down hard! Let's get this connection made. I got babies to make with you. On three, bounce. One . . . two . . . three!" I obediently complied pulling myself upward stretching as I could despite my legs and thighs now cramping from the exaggerated position they had been in for such a long time but the pain they generated was insignificant and immaterial because of the payoff I was going to get. I drove myself in a frenzied backwards and down motion feeling just a slight moment before the release of the strain I felt at my ass hole when the upward pressure was relieved by my fucker's beginning upward thrust with equal speed and determination. There was no time now for the silly pain that had plagued me before. This was it. I was fully impaled on his cock which had grown and fully stiffened during our foreplay. We had heard my ass hit his bare crotch area and we both felt the skin of the other. He grunted deeply as I at the exact same moment released a guttural moan of completion satisfied in what we had just done. I felt him moving as he began walking up the wall with his forearms and hands. I moved forward a slight bit to give him room for rising to his full height once more. His rough gouged working hands once more attached themselves to me. His right hand held my right hip as his left hand took my left shoulder in its clutches. We each shuffled around on the floor adjusting ourselves for comfort. He leaned over my back coming close to the back of my head. "Didn't think you'd make it. Glad you did; I know you're glad too. He-he! Now, gonna lay some big black prime pipe in there and make lots of room for Daddy's baby making juice. Knock you up good. Bet your jaws hurt the way you clamped down on your teeth. I heard all that but you're damn good and fine." he said in my ear pulling his body upright as he finished. "Hang on, bitch. This ride is just starting." With that last comment, I felt his now fully inflated black cock yanked from its sheath--my ass--and shoved back in all the way in less than a half second and the action repeated at least twice more before my brain processed fully the pain signals it was receiving. He continued on with his Indy race car piston fucking as I doubled my fists and stiffened into rigor mortis body mode throttling my own lung induced screams once more as I clamped harder still my teeth fully shut salivating all over his now soaked jock which was still stuffed in my mouth prohibiting the outward burst of my emotions as I squeezed closed my eyes creating an entire new universe of stars seen only by me as I passed into a dark place of sheer joy and elation. What seemed like days of his rough calloused workman's hands holding onto my left shoulder and right hip as his blood engorged now shiny black cock invaded and escaped my ass left my mind to fly at supersonic speed in its race through all the emotions of extreme life threatening pain that mixed so clearly with the endorphin enhanced pleasures of feeling that massive tree trunk that was doing its job in my ass. I noticed finally that my rigor mortis was lessening as my sweat production leveled off allowing me to begin my steady flight of lustful delight in enjoying this fucking I was receiving. I swallowed several times to moisten my throat. My head began to wobble and bob. My arms sagged a bit leaning me slightly closer to the wall I was facing. I began a low almost indistinguishable guttural moan and gasp as my mind took charge fully focusing on my fucker and the job he was doing. I stiffened my resolve to meet every inward thrust from this man. Hearing my sounds of approval and acceptance spurred my fucker on. He now grabbed me by both hips and drove his hardened black cock in and out of my ass as he had been doing non-stop from when he had begun. As soon as he had grabbed both my hips, I adjusted my hands on the wall and braced myself for his further invasions. I continued my deep throated groans giving assent to his fucking as he pummelled my hole giving great pleasure to both of us. I finally had the tempo of his in and out and began a slight backward thrust shoving my ass onto his forward marching cock time after time after time. Neither of us would be deterred. "Only . . . a . . . brief . . . look . . . at . . . you . . . when . . . I . . . rounded . . . that . . . corner . . . but . . . knew . . . we . . . were . . . going . . . to . . . get . . . a . . . booth . . . together . . . and . . . fuck," he said as he punched his cock repeatedly in my ass as if each entry were an exclamation mark for each word. "Didn't . . . think . . . you . . . were . . . up . . . to . . . the . . . fun . . . but . . . you . . . proved . . . you're . . . a . . . hot . . . piece . . . of . . . ass . . . to . . . breed. By now his fucking had somewhat slowed a bit but was still delicious. He now was in a slower mode but one that emphasized the inward thrust as if he were punctuating his now growing urgency to complete his mission. Slower still his fucking motions became noticeable until at last he would pull his cock fully out of my ass until just the bare tip of his now naked cock head was still inside me. I could now feel the extra skin that belonged over his cock head easily sliding along inside me with each of his punctuated fucking motions. Still slower he fucked but with each inward slam the thrust became more vicious, hard, and deeper until I was sure that I would be bruised. I also realized that surely all of his foreplay with his two fingers had done their work and by now I was at least oozing blood into my intestine mixing with created fuck juices and pre-cum. I didn't mind as long as he was satisfied. Then, he pulled his cock to the edge of my hole and stopped. I heard and felt him breathing heavily. I could tell he was as wet as I was with his own sweat but I was also on the receiving end of his as it dripped off him onto me. Better still: I would take all his body fluids. He then doubled his grip on my hips and slammed into me the hardest he had done pushing me off balance. He continued this imbalance and shoved me against the wall flat as he moved up behind me raising his hands up to mine which were now stretched upwards on the wall. We stood there connected by his now spitting cock. I felt him unleashing a torrent of his self-confessed poisoned DNA into my ass, and I relished each deposit made. I moved my right hand to my mouth pulling his jock from my mouth as my tongue pushed from inside. As soon as it was fully removed, I said quietly to him, "Thank you; thank you; thank you. Fill my ass up with that poison of yours so that it can become a part of me. Mark me and make me yours. Feed me your manna. Pump me full." We stayed in this position for quite some time cooling off as well as coming down from our highs as indeed his cock continued to fill my ass with his baby making fluid. I heard his heavy breathing which matched my own. We came down from the high-pitched fuck that we had just gone through and allowed for all the slow swimmers to get as far as possible through his now not so hard black cock. Eventually, he pulled our hands down from the upper part of the wall but remained pressed up against me. Neither of us wanted to separate. But separate we did. I bent over deeply once we had stepped away from the wall so that he had the best position of removing his cock. As the head reached my ass hole, he stopped, and I tensed my sphincter. He gently pulled the remainder of his cock out of my ass with a definite "splat" sound hitting the floor. We knew that sound and knew what it meant. "Don't move," he said. I felt him quickly kneeling and watched upside down as he scooped up the blob of pinkish liquid. I got down on my hands and knees and waited. I felt his fingers that I had seen with this liquid near my hole and felt them push easily inside me. He fingered my hole several times pulling it free at last. I quickly turned around grasping his hand and sucked his fingers clean until he removed them from my mouth. I turned to his cock and began ministering to it licking and sucking it as clean as possible. I knew my mouth was going to be a mess . . . and it was. But, he pulled me up from the floor and began licking my face. This turned into kissing and we shared deep tongue entangling kisses as we prepared to go our separate ways. "I'd like to get your number and will give you mine if you fuck more than once," he said. "Just give me some paper and a pen or pencil. Oh, right. I don't think either of us has that here. But, I do in my car. And, I for sure want to fuck with you more." I replied. I knew I didn't have but the one personal card on me. We dressed in silence and walked slowly out of the ABS. At my car, we got in, and I got a pad and pen that I always have. I quickly wrote my name, address, and phone number on the top sheet tearing it off and handing it to him along with the note pad. He wrote his name and number returning the pad and pen to me. I tore off the page putting it in my wallet. We sat there a moment. "I am serious about wanting to fuck you some more," he said. "You like to be fucked as much as I like to fuck, and you can take it. Most guys can't take more than one load from me because of the pain, but you took three." I stared at him. "What do you mean I took three? You only shot one load in my ass or are you counting when you were finger fucking me?" I laughed. "You got three loads of cum from me. I don't stop fucking on the first two loads, and they aren't easy to detect when I deliver them. Most guys usually get one out of me but because of how I fuck they can't take the pain, so, I have to find a couple more guys to fuck. I have trouble stopping at just one load." he said. "Any time you want to fuck, call me. Here, let me put my work number on there as well. I am serious about our fucking again. But, next time, how about at my house? We'll have some privacy and a lot more comfort. Although I do love the sleazy side of things. And, I can not believe you pumped three loads in my ass. Although it does explain why I feel so slick," I offered. "I'll give you a call this weekend if you are up for it," he said grinning. "If I'm not, I'll have some rope ready for you. Pump those three and more in me." We both laughed. He opened the door and moved out. He winked at me, closed the door, and strode off to another part of the parking lot. I started my car, backed out of my space, and headed my car to the road and home. He pulled out onto the highway behind me. He followed me over the bridge and continued on south on I-65. I merged onto Watterson, and he continued south. I mentally reviewed my visit to Theatre X and decided it was a definite trip worth making. Perhaps I had only run into a dry spell when I stopped going. I may have to return there and be more patient. So, to bed I went when I got home. I had a plumber to deal with in the morning and had to get to work when the plumber was finished. I was a happily fucked man but wished quietly that I had invited him home with me. I could sure use a good cock in my ass for a nightcap.

I was a thirty-six year old poz guy of average height and weight with short hair and beard, glasses, callused hands with grease under my thick nails from my job in a junkyard, almost seven cut inches and size 12 feet. I had been poz for half a dozen years. Being a Top I didnt get pozzed the usual way, instead it was from a dirty dentist I found in an ad in the newspaper when I had a bad toothache. I had caught the flu and felt like I had been beaten in an alley and stayed in bed for three weeks getting up just to eat and go to the bathroom. I then felt well enough to make it to the doctor who ran tests which confirmed the quack that pulled my bad tooth had contaminated me via the hole where the tooth was, likely when he sewed up the gum. I had tried to contact him but by then he had been closed down and subsequently disappeared. I was back to work a month and a half later thanks to the kindness of a boss who himself was poz. I was careful how I fucked, rubbering up when I fucked neg asses or when the guy asked me to wrap it. It was a couple of years later when I pozzed my first neg. The asshole was a chaser in his twenties who had a bright future ahead of him but looked and acted like a loser. He said he had tested neg and his last sex before we met was getting sucked off by an old troll just before getting tested. I hid my excitement as we went to the cheap hourly no-tell motel. Once there he dropped to his knees, unbuckled my belt, opened my fly, pulled at the waistband of my undershorts and fished out my dick. He kissed it and sucked it into his mouth, humming, and sucked on it until it was just about fully hard. "You sure want it, dont you?" I remarked. He kissed my dick again and we stripped. He was an average for his age, an inch or two under six feet and about ten lbs. under my 190. His shoulder length blond hair as well as the rest of him looked healthy and I wondered why someone in great physical shape wanted to throw away what could have been a fabulous life. Then again I thought of my thrill of having a fantastic feeling orgasm in him when I filled his ass with my dangerous cum. He said he had been a letterman in high school and college and had a degree that would lead to high paying jobs and asked me about my job. I admitted working in the junkyard pulling, sorting, inspecting and cataloging auto parts but he seemed to actually like me for being strong and in shape as a result of my job. I had him suck my dick to full hardness and he obeyed, then he lay on his stomach on the bed and spread his legs while I greased-up my loggerhead. Once greased I spat on his hole and mounted him. I put my dick to his hole, rubbed it an inch or two, then I lunged, letting my weight and pelvic thrust drive it home as he yelped from the pain. He wasnt a virgin but he hadnt been fucked much either so his hole was still nice and tight the way I prefer them. It would also facilitate my dick tearing him up inside to create fissures to further enable my poz sperms to pass my virus into his bloodstream. Once hilted I flexed my dick in him and fucked him. He whined at first but after my first dozen self-satisfying thrusts he was used to it and was loving it after my second dozen. I myself was loving how good my dick felt in his cunt as I fucked away. I set a steady pace just to enjoy the good feeling of fucking him and knowing my virus-laden precum was also doing its work to put my first wave of virus into his system. I then gradually increased my pace after being satisfied that I had torn up his rectum sufficiently to give my HIV easy passage into him. I fucked him with gay abandon, enjoying myself as I began breathing hard and starting to work up a sweat. My pelvis sometimes slapped his ass as I fucked him good. My sperms welled-up and the rocketed out of my dick into his ass as I repeatedly slammed it home with a series of hip-snaps that made him flinch with each one. My dick was in seventh heaven as I pumped my poz sperms up his ass. I was grinning from ear to ear as I enjoyed my best orgasm since the night I brutally broke an asshole's cherry and we laughed at his crying in the pain my prick enjoyed putting to him with each thrust in his sore hole while my buddies held him down over two decades earlier. I rested on his back enjoying my conquest of him and how he lovingly massaged my weapon with his ass muscles to milk any remaining cum out of my dick. "Man you're the best piece of ass I had in twenty years." I said. He replied that he was so turned on by getting fucked by me he had cummed without touching his dick. That was most likely his last neg load he'd ever shoot. I decided to remain on his back and maybe take a nap while I reloaded and add a second load. I rested and enjoyed how good laying on his back felt with my dick buried in his ass to keep my sperms mashed against his anal walls. I knew he wasnt too comfortable under me but all I cared about was the enjoyment I derived from fucking him, shooting off my dirty cum inside him and knowing it would change his life. I dozed off and awoke three quarters of an hour later, my dick softened but still partially in his hole. I flexed it and made slight movements to start re-hardening it and gradually brought it back to full stiffness in him, then I began piston-thrusting. I fucked to get my second load off as fast as possible since my first fuck had already prepared his rectum to take my cum and virus. I fucked him good and came in a good fifteen minutes, shooting a good feeling load up his ass. My penis pulsed with pleasure as I added my second load of poz to the first. I felt good getting my rocks off pozzing him. I thrust until I was spent and rested. He gushed on how great a stud I wad to fuck him twice. I thanked him and told him how enjoyable pozzing him felt. A few minutes later I pulled out. I checked my dick and his hole. I grinned when I saw the traces of blood mixed with my dirty cum on my dick and his hole. He didnt have a butt plug but his decently tight hole would hold most of my cum in him which would give it ample chance to infect him. I had him suck my dick clean but didnt urinate in his mouth. I did piss in the john and we got dressed. He kissed my dick and balls before I finished pulling up my undershorts. We checked out and exchanged numbers. I headed home, my sexual needs and pleasure satiated. I checked with him a month later. My dick hardened when I finally contacted him and he said he felt like shit from the flu. He said he would get checked out. A week later he called back but sounded like he was crying. He tested poz and told me what his doctor told him. I told him if he took his meds and did the other things he should he'd stay healthy. I had a feeling he likely wouldnt be as diligent as I was and would end up dying in a hospice. He was OK the first few years but he took too many "holidays" so his meds didnt work as well when he did take them. I did fuck him a few times before his health declined too much and then we didnt contact each other as much. Last I heard he was sick and in the county hospital.

The next few entries are going to cover my very recent trip to Berlin. I stayed in Schoneberg for 5 night, I'm typing this as I've just got back my ass and cock are still tender and the memories are still fresh. I fly in to Berlin during the day and get to my apartment in less than an hour, it's a nice apartment with a great price, at first I couldn't believe it but I booked through ebab(a breedingzone user's suggestion) the week before I flew to Berlin I looked through both recon and bbrt to make up a top-do fucklist, I can now say that I never met one person from that list. I decided to take it easy for the first night so I looked at some of the tamer gay restaurants and bars in schoneberg. I came across one place that had a few people scattered throughout the bar, I sit up at the bar and politely ask "Sprechen Sie Englisch?" "A liddle?" the barman replies, he is very slim twinkish type who through some conversation, learned that he was from Prague and a singer, I casually asked him about the places in the surrounding area. "Well Toms is good for drinking and sex downstairs, there's New Action, next to that is the Bull, but don't go there, it's nasty. Everyone has AIDS" I can't get across tone in text form but if you could hear the disgust in his voice when he mentioned The Bull and his facial expression it might make you as uncomfortable as I was. Here's a guy who has no idea who he is talking to in Berlin, in the gay area and he says something like that to a stranger. One of his many favourite songs come on the radio and he begins to clap dance and wave his arms about while singing alone, putting on his own little show for the uninterested patrons, who seem like they've seen it all before. I finish my drink, and leave. I walk down to Cafe Heile Welt and head inside, it's a swank fancy bar, chilled out and full of guys and girls. The bar is full but there are some seats close by. As I sip on my third beer, I look around to see what kind of folk drinks here, seems to be the kind of folk who just out of the office, not exactly people I relate to. Then some older Italian gentleman at the bar raises his glass to toast me, I raise mine in return. We start talking, and he offers me a drink. After a while he leans in and start kissing, then he works his way to my neck(which I love) I grab at his crotch and he has a fat piece, he tell me to follow him to the toilet. He gets up and leaves. I get up after him, and as I walk in he is pissing into the urinal. He looks surprised that I followed him, maybe I misheard him. He shakes the last few drops of piss from his dick, it's a nice size, and looks semi-erect. He gives me a look and then looks down at his cock. I squat down and start sucking, I can taste the few drops of beer that leak out of his slit onto my tongue, and swallow him down to the balls, he pushes my head into his groin so hard that he stumbles back a little when my weight leans forward, he pulls his cock out, the only thing connecting us is the thick string of spit from my lips to his dick. "Would you like to finish your drink and come to mine?" "Yes please" I answer. I wasnt exactly searching for sex on the first night, but hey, I was ready for it. "Do you have poppers?" "I can get some" We walk up the street and he runs into a bar called Schuene to get poppers. I wait outside, as the door swings back open I can see from a glance that the place is a lot sleazier that the bars Ive seen so far. What lay ahead? I wondered. We get back to his nice apartment, and strip off and kiss, I suck his cock some more, as it grows I realise exactly what I'm in for. Oh dear. He puts me in the doggy position, a position I've never been most comfortable being fucked in for some reason, always makes me feel like I need to pee, but I go with it. Luckily he applies lube first, then slowly pushes it in, which catches my breath. Prior to this I hadn't been fucked for a month or two. It slid in and stayed deep for a while until my ass adjusted to it's girth, then he begins to fuck. Before long my legs are over my head and he's drilling my stretched hole. No mention of a condom and I didn't even go to the Bull, so much for that barman's skewed sense of how sex works. I moan in pleasure, "Do you want poppers?" I had totally forgotten about the poppers, was having too much fun. I take a deep hit from the freshly opened bottle, woah these are strong. I feel the thumping of my heart rate increasing. He starts to drive down harder, I feel his balls slapping my ass. So hot! I grip his hips and pull him into me, and deep and hard as I can. He spins me over onto my stomach, slams his cock into me all the way, wraps one arm around my neck and opens the poppers. Holding them under my nose as he grinds away inside me. The strength of the poppers is making me foggy and I begin to fade. He slams harder and faster as I go limp, my hole finally gives away and takes his pounding with no resistance. He moans, groans, and grunts and shoots ones right up into my guts. I pass out with exhaustion and popper rush. I feel tingling in my legs and come to. He pushes his fingers up into my hole, and then his knuckles really working his cum up in there. I turn around and kiss him then squeeze the last few drops of cum from his cock into my mouth. We sleep, go for brunch the next day and exchange numbers... By the time I got back to my apartment it was nearly evening, which meant it was time to get ready for a night out on the town. I wanted to check out TOM's, so I get ready and head out at about 10PM. I enter the club, there is a bar to my right and coat check to my left, there are a handful of people sitting at the bar and one of two guys on the benches opposite. I perch myself on the barstool and grab a beer. One or two overly confident scantily dressed guys pace the bar area cruising for someone to take downstairs into the darkroom. Two Arabs sitting next to me at the bar strike up a conversation with me. They are both thin and approx early thirties. One guy takes a shine to me and tells me all about himself, I'm not too interested and try to look for some other dudes while being polite. He tells me his fetish is feet and guys stomping food and making him(as a slave) eat it from the sole of their shoe. "To each his own" I thought. It's a relatively safe fetish compared to some of the activities I've gotten up too. "Can I lick your feet please?" he asks me. "Aaah it's not really my thing, I'm more bottom" at this point I'm ready to check out another section of the bar. He keeps pleading with me to just try it, then his friend also asks. There is only so many times I can say no, so I tell him just a few minutes. His face lights up. "Ok let me take you to the dark rooms". The dark rooms in Tom's are, well, dark. A pitch black maze, with audible groans and slapping and rutting going on. This gets me hard immediately. I have no interest in the guy I'm with or the kink he's into, but my imagination is running wild with the thoughts of sex I could be having. He leads me into a seated area and I take a seat. He then squats down and grabs my right foot and takes a large lick of the sole of my boot. God only knows what I've been stepping in down here, this guy is doing something I simply couldn't. But he's really getting into it, I push my left foot against his crotch to feel a hard lump. He then pulls off my boot and smells inside, all the while pushing my other foot harder against his dick. He then presses my (white) socked foot against his face and breathes in deep, just like he is taking a hit of poppers. I start to get into it, and I'm becoming aroused. He opens up wide and swallows all of my toes, pushes on my heel to get my foot deep in his mouth and makes himself gag on my foot. The idea of wet socks for the rest of the night is loosing appeal to me. So I tell him to take them off, he does this with pleasure. I then get the most awesome tongue bath I've every had, never experienced this before but woah, it's a hot feeling. After drenching both my feet in his saliva, I'm feeling horny as fuck. So I grab his head and bury it in my crotch, grinding on his mouth and nose and just generally humping his face. Before things can get interesting, his friend finds him and complains he's bored. At this point both men start arguing in a very camp annoying way. "Fuck this" I think, I'm going to The Bull. The Bull is a 5 minute walk from TOM's, I buy a bottle of Rush from behind the bar and make my way down. I get there and it seems from the outside like a very nondescript bar. My heart starts to thump, it's a similar feeling to that I got before I entered my first gay bar in New York. How far I've come since those days, what a difference a year makes, huh? I build up the courage and enter the bar. It's a small bar, dive like, with different porn playing on each TV all bareback, all raunchy. I check my coat in and buy an energy drink. I've had enough beer and need my energy up. There was about 3 people at the bar, so I went straight ahead to the back room. It had an area where people slept, I later learned this bar stays open 24/7 so people can nap off the alcohol or whatever other chemicals were coursing through their veins. There was a fuck bench, a sling, and a benched area all around with guys sitting jerking off. I walk around the backroom advertising myself to those who look like tops. One older muscled guy see's me and calls me over, he is sitting down playing with his soft cock, fully nude. I stand in front of him and he pulls up my t-shirt and kisses my stomach. Then forces me down to his crotch and slowly positions my face in between his balls and inner thigh. I begin to kiss him. Then move to his balls, they are nicely scented low hangers, I swallow both and look up to see his face, he nods in approval then pushes his soft cock in with both balls, so his genitals are resting deep in my mouth. I fondle everything with my tongue, and feel his cock swelling, I then work his cock. He likes me swallowing it deep, which I love also. When I eventually come up for air I get a whack across the face, and he pushes my head back down on to his cock and thrusts like hell. His dick is still only semi-erect so it's easy to take down my throat, it feels nice as it's large but soft. I come up for air and met with another hard smack across the face. He speaks something in German, "Ich spreche kein deutsch" I tell him, "You like?" he asks in a deep manly voice. I nod "yes". He turns me around so I'm facing away from him, then bends me over. He pushes his semi-hard cock against my hole, I try to push out to allow him to enter me, it bends against my hole then eventually pops in. He begins to fuck his soft dick into me deep and rough. He is quite aggressive, I start to wonder if it's because of his lack of erection. His eyes seem a little spaced, I wouldn't be surprised if he had taken something. This seems like the kind of place, plus at this stage it's early morning, and all the freaks are out He pulls out and makes me suck him again. I do my very best to make him grow inside my mouth but it isn't happening. I feel two hands take me from behind as I'm working this soft cock. The person takes off all my clothes, then penetrates me with two fingers. The cock in my mouth is swelling again. He flips me around, and jams it in again, there is a large black guy in front of me wagging his cock. I swallow it down like a good boy. I try to concentrate on both giving good head and squeezing his friends cock with my hole. I get a few hard spankings from both guys as I do my thing. I take a huff from my bottle of rush. I start to realise the sleaziness of the situation, it drives me wild, I love being used, and think of the mentality of the tops using me. It turns me on further. The white guy pulls out and his cock is still only semi erect. He shoves my head down to take care of it. I then feel the black dude at my back door, his dick really hurts going in, I take another large hit, I feel his dick press against my bladder, it's uncomfortable. I'm taken away from the sitting soft German by the large black guy. He throws me in the sling. Then enters me slow. I take another hit, I feel pretty high. He grunts and groans as his dick slams against my insides. I feel like my inner organs are being shifted around, I really want him to stop but don't want to pussy out. "This is what you wanted" I tell myself, "This is why you came to Berlin, so take it!" As I'm being skewered by this big black man he sticks his fingers in my mouth and grips my jaw, like a handle, and fires off like he's about to cum. He cums, groans and collapses on top of me. He pats me on the face to indicate a job well down. As his dick leaves my holes I feel some of the cum seep out and down my back, between me and the sling. I reach under to feel some and smell it, it's a strong cummy smell. As the black guy leaves a filthy looking skinhead parks himself right at my hole at the base of the sling. He slaps my open hole with his fat cock, it's not as large as the black guys, which makes me happy, as I get a break. This guy looks fucked, jaw is gurning, glassy eyes, piercings on his face, tattoos, very sleazy, very hot. He has a large metal cock ring at the base of his cock and balls. He slides his dick in with ease. It makes me tingle, I take another hit of poppers. My heart thumps in sync with the loud dance music(I guess that's why they play it) without hesitation he penetrates me deep, pushes against my ass hard, I feel the metal ring enter me, it's so fucking hot. He fucks away, balls slapping, he's dripping sweat on me, this guy is high and loving being inside my ass, and I'm loving it too. He pulls me into him, and we make-out, he tongues me deep. He grips both hands around my throat and squeezes. I get tunnel vision, sound becomes distorted. I wake up in the sling. The skinhead is fucking me like crazy whilst pushing down hard on my stomach, I feel the stinging pain that I have to pee. He's trying to get me to piss myself. But I simply can't. I ask him to stop, he does. "Would you like to go to my apartment?" he asks me in a strong German accent. I accept the invite. I pick up my clothes from the dirty floor, and get dressed, we head out into the daylight, it's blinding, the skinhead is dressed entirely in leather, he looks like a comic book character. I'm very turned on. He brings me back to his place. The more I'm with him, the more I notice how incredibly high he is. We get back to his and I strip off, he throws me on his couch and pushes my legs behind my head. He enters me dry, no lube, no prep. Slowly pushing himself deeper into me until it reached the cold metal of his cock ring. After some fucking, he takes his dick out, and presses both of his large smooth balls against my hole, he tries sitting down so they will go in. I push out hard to open my hole, some more of the black guy's cum pours out "Oh yaaah geile!" his balls slide into my ass. The feeling is incredible, it brings me directly back to new york during the meth binge. Only I'm not on meth, and I don't want to be either, I've achieve that level of horniness without the use of drugs. He fucks me for an hour or so more, as deep and as hard as possible, my hole has totally submitted it just craves cock hard fast deep. We both collapse on the couch in a sweaty pile. "Did you cum?" I ask, expecting the answer to be no on the count of the drugs. He smiles, "Three times". Hell yeah. Just what I needed to hear. I'm tingling and exhausted, I fall asleep for a few hours and wake up covered by a blanket with him sitting next to me watching TV. What a nice dude, for such a sleaze ball(like myself lol) He gives me his PlanetRomeo handle and I get stepping, it's a surprisingly short walk back to my apartment, I'm spent. I get into the shower and push out a healthy load of cum. I'm on cloud 9, I've decided I need to be here. This was a nice introduction to The Bull but the best was yet to come. "Ich liebe Berlin!"

This is about my getting a definite re-charge. It took place at my favorite of all places: Man’s Country bath house in Chicago. There is nothing like MC. It’s my home away from home for this dick and cum addict bottom. I’ve got a favorite room which I try to get every visit. This trip was no different and the Dick Gods were with me. I’d snorted and smoked some tina before going to MC. I got to my room, stripped, and put on my chaps, boots, black jock, and harness. I lubed my ass and put out my supplies of lube, poppers, ethyl, and a couple of dildos for in between play. I spent the night as usual of walking a little but mostly in my room on my stomach. On occasion, I’d even see a guy in his room that was mutually interested, and I’d go in. I’d suck him hard, and he’d end up fucking his load in my ass. But, as I said, most of the time I was in my room on my stomach. The men walking by would look in and periodically one of them would walk by the room a couple of times before entering. I’d end up getting fucked and taking a load. I’d spent about 5 hours and taken several loads of cum in my ass when I happened to look at the door just as a tall Black man passed by. He looked at me and stopped long enough for each of us to assess the other. I nodded, and he returned the nod but moved on. Well, I needed something in my ass right then. I turned over on my back to decide. I took one of my dildos, licked the head of it, and shoved it in my ass. Yes, the door stayed open. Hell, I have no problem being watched as I get fucked or while I’m using one of my dildos. I am an exhibitionist and a voyeur. After getting my ass stimulated for a bit, I removed the dildo, licked off the juices, and put it away. I still had enough cum residue in my ass to use as lube. However, I did add a drop of lube to the outside as it was really dry. No sooner finished with that and the last of the gawkers (but no takers) moved on, then the tall Black guy walked by again. He was over 6 feet tall and weighed probably 240 or so as a guess. Girthy is what I call the type. His head was shaved but had a beard and ‘stache as I had. That might have made a connection for us. He looked in my room and smiled but kept going. Damn nice looking man. He came back by my room. This time he moved into the doorway filling it almost completely. He said, “What’s up?” I told him, “What is up is my need to get fucked and filled with another load of cum.” With that, he grinned widely. “You looking to be bred good then,” he said. “All the way breeding.” “Who you looking for to breed you?” he asked. “Any man with a hard dick or a soft dick I can suck and get hard,” I responded. With that, he came in the room and shut the door. He turned to face me as I had begun to get off the bed and stand on the floor. He unhitched his towel and hung it on a hook. I never took my eyes off his face. He placed his big hands on my shoulders and began pushing me downward. I knelt obediently, and he said, “Suck it hard.” I moved forward with great anticipation because I now saw his dick. It was thick with a vein that looked like it was ready to pop on the top of his dick and despite the low lighting it could still be seen. I was not sure if I could get his dick in my mouth let alone suck it. His dick had to be about three quarters the size of a soda can and at least 9 inches long—soft. It was unfortunately cut but it was here in front of me, and I was going to be using his big black cut thick long dick just as surely as he was going to use it for his pleasure in my ass. I reached my hand up to push his dick upward to meet my mouth. It was a tight fit but his dick did go in my mouth. I began sucking on his dick wetting it with my saliva. As much as I tried, I could not get all of his dick in my mouth. I sucked and rolled my tongue around his dick as best that I could while he stood there looking down at me. He let me suck away but then he seemed to pull out of my mouth and re-positioned himself and pushed his dick further into my mouth than it had been. It was much easier sucking but I still could not take all of his dick. I missed the opportunity to go all the way to his pubes. He began fucking my mouth and held my head still with his big hands placed on either side of my head. He face fucked me for quite awhile, and I loved every stroke he made. His dick then began to truly fill my mouth to the max. This was a pro of a man. He sensed that I had just about reached my limit and withdrew his dick and chuckled. “You did good. A lot better than most guys.” Even after he had withdrawn his dick, it continued to grow and soon was sticking out from his body with that big vein on top looking to be even bigger now. His dick had a slight upwards angle. The mushroom head glistened with my spit, and the piss slit stood ready to discharge his gooey load of cum. I was beginning to get heady from the thought of that huge black dick going into my ass; but take it I was determined to do. This man was going to breed me good and hard. He told me to get up and to bend over the edge of the bed. I did. “Lube?” he asked. I pointed to the bottle of lube. “You sure you want me to breed you?” he asked. “Yes; definitely.” I said. “Once I start, man, I’m not stopping,” he told me. “Just make sure I’m good and ready to take a breeding from you. Make my ass good and ready for all of you.” I told him. “You got poppers for yourself? You’re going to need them,” he told me. I reached over from where I was bent over the edge of the bed and retrieved my ethyl can and bandana. I was ready. “You got spray. Good. Better than poppers. You’re going to need it. I’ll tell you when to hit and when I do, take the biggest mothafuckin hits you’ve ever done.” With that, nothing more was said. He went to work on my ass. I felt a thick calloused finger jam into my ass. Oh, yes; this was going to be a breeding from Hell . . . and I was sure I'd love it. He worked his finger around inside finally beginning to fuck me with it. He did that maybe a half a minute and then inserted a second calloused finger in my ass. This rough edged finger fucking of his was only the beginning stage for him. He fucked with those two fingers for several minutes until he was satisfied. I was almost at the point of taking a hit but didn’t. He had shoved his fingers all the way inside my ass as far as he could reach. I wiggled around trying to accept more of them. I then felt him beginning to turn his fingers trying to rotate them and then pulling them out of my ass. As he pulled out, I could feel his nails scraping and tearing. He pulled almost all the way out and then shoved them back inside where he rotated slightly his fingers and began scraping and tearing my insides again. This he repeated several times until he had scraped 360 degrees on my insides. Round two came immediately after completing his initial scraping runs. He finally withdrew his fingers and said, “Take a look. You’re ready.” I looked at the fingers he was holding in front of my face, and they were tinged with blood. I was ready; my ass was ready; he was ready. He said, “I’m going to pop your kunt good.” I knew he was. I heard him say to spray my bandana and did so. He told me to spray more, and I did. “Now, exhale and take that big hit; take several big hits,” he said. I exhaled quickly and as I did so I felt his hands pulling my ass cheeks apart wide and the mushroom head of his big black dick line up with my hole. In an instant I shoved the bandana in my mouth and inhaled as quickly as possible. I quickly exhaled through my nose and as soon as possible again inhaled through the bandana in my mouth. I did a third though the last was not as deep as the first two as I was very wobbly. In the two fast inhales of air, I had inhaled a huge amount of the ethyl into my lungs getting some air but mostly the ethyl; the third I wasn't sure how much of the spray I got. I could feel it hitting my system and began to go limp as I continued to inhale more and more of the ethyl. I had to get as much into me as possible. With the start of about the fourth bit of inhaling this big Black man with his big black huge veined dick rammed that black dick all the way into my ass as I was slipping into unconsciousness. The pain I could tell was excruciating but was off in a distance somewhere—it wasn’t here with me now. With the T I had done hours earlier and now the huge amount of ethyl, I held my own. I bounced back and forth in passing out totally and yet being pulled back to reality from the pain. I then became aware that he was pounding my ass with full strokes of his massive thick black dick that was splitting my ass open while his full entry thrusting was hitting me on the inside and creating a very well used area as a bumper. As I began to rouse more, I felt him shove his big black dick all the way inside me and lean over taking the bandana from my mouth and the ethyl spray can from my hand. He heavily sprayed the bandana again, shoved it in my mouth, and said, “Breathe deeper this time, man or I’m going to kill you.” I exhaled as much as I could still being in somewhat of a stupor and then inhaled even harder than before. This hit me real good. My head hit the mattress and my arms were totally useless as I felt my whole body go blank. I was in such a place of unknowing and unawareness. I did finally begin to recover and felt my body being shaken by something. It kept shaking me. Was I caught in a wind storm? No, it was hitting me; something was hitting me in the same place. My head began to clear more. I finally began to stir and felt my bandana being removed from my mouth. Then I slowly roused myself to reality and found myself face down on my bed with my ass being fucked by a Black man I had only just met. His big veined thick long black dick was invading my ass and pushing my endurance to the limits yet I knew I would never tell him to stop . . . not that he would. I continued to become alert as he continued to thrust his black dick in and out of my ass stretching it open to new limits and hitting new depths inside me. I knew this was a man who knew not only how to fuck but how to breed an ass and fill it full of his glorious wonderful poison which I lusted to take. As I began moving about, he began a torrent of name calling and telling me what he was doing to me. “I’m fucking your kunt you white bitch. You are mine now. You are going to open your kunt to my black dick every time I see you. I won’t even ask; you’ll just offer it up to me. You’re nothing but a white bitch kunt for men like me to breed and fill with our poz loads. You’re going to take my black dick and every black dick or every dick I tell you to take up your kunt and ride them until they nut in your hole. You’re going to get a mix of the best poz strains I can find.” I slowly as if in a trance reached my hands out to the wall facing me placing them firmly there. I then began meeting his forward thrusts with almost equal thrusts backwards so that his invasion of my ass with his thrusts hit my insides even harder. Surely, I would be bruised from the pounding I was taking. The pain of such fucking had changed now to utter ecstasy of taking his dick the full length while he stretched my hole as wide as his dick had swelled. He slammed into me as I impaled myself onto his dick for a very long time. Each of us had begun to sweat. I could feel the sweat on my own body and the sweat from his body dripping onto my body mixing with my sweat. I was definitely being fucked in a way that had avoided me for a long time. This was how I needed to take dick and cum: hard, driven, deep, purposeful. But with all that fucking and we each had definitely met another man who enjoyed fucking the same way there reaches the point where all the ball slamming he did against my ass I knew we were reaching the end of the fuck. His grip on my hips became tighter. His thrusts came even harder and deeper. I let go of the wall and reached behind me attempting to pull my ass cheeks as open as possible so that he could drive deep in me as possible. He moved his hands down from my hips placing each of his hands on my cheeks with the heel of his palm inside the crack of my ass. He pulled my cheeks open wide and began to drive deeper and harder still. I clamped my sphincter around his big black wonderful hard dick every time he pulled out of my ass. I was going to milk every poison sperm out of his dick and into my white kunt. He spit out at me, “Take my fucking dirty load you white kunt bitch. I’m filling your white kunt with all my poison. You are MINE now.” With that he shoved his black hard dick all the way in my white kunt and began to spasm unleashing salvo after salvo of his hot thick creamy poison DNA into my bloody white bred kunt. He held his dick inside me as each wave of his cum shot through his dick and into me but then would occasionally pull half out to ram into my kunt once again. I kept milking his dick but after several minutes he slowly began to pull out of my ass. I clamped down on his dick to drain any late arrivals. He stepped back from me, I stood up barely but knelt dutifully and with gratitude if not reverence took his dick gently into my mouth and sucked on it until he was clean. The taste was superb. He was still hard but ever so slowly softening. Still, he had a beautiful black dick which did wonderful things to my ass. He pulled me to my feet and shoved his tongue down my throat in total surprise to me. Had I not just left his dick I’d have sworn he had just shoved his dick back in my mouth. He pulled away and said, “Man, you know how I love to fuck and can take it. What are you doing the rest of the night?” “I’m going to get fucked by as many men as possible but none that will fuck me like I just got fucked . . . and bred. And, if no other men want to fuck, I’ve always got my dildos.” “What dildos?” he asked. “I’ve got two black ones to keep me company at slow times.” I turned and reached to the backside of the bed shoving my hand under the mattress removing one and then the other. One is a biggy with balls while the other is an average size and a simple stop slip of latex to keep it from being sucked into an ass. Eyeing them, my Black breeder took the bigger one. “Get on your back with your ass at the edge,” he said. I did so. I soon felt the head of the big black dildo pushing against my ass. He continued to push, and with one steady speed, he shoved that big dildo all the way in. He began twisting it and fucking my ass. “I’m making sure you’re going to get a good breeding from me.” Once satisfied, he withdrew the big black dildo taking the smaller one and put it to my mouth. I opened my mouth, and he inserted it where I sucked on it. He removed it and shoved it all the way inside my ass. “Good. Now, none of that poison will come out easily.” He pulled me up off the bed and smiled and said, “You like getting fucked by Black men, don’t you?” “I get fucked by any man, but, yes, Black men know how to fuck the best. And, a very rare few Black men REALLY know how to fuck and breed a white kunt like mine.” “How long you here for?” he asked. “A couple more hours maybe. It depends on how things go.” “I want some more of that white piece of kunt. I think I deserve it, don’t you?” I laughed shaking my head in total agreement. “Any time you want in my kunt, it’s yours.” “I’ve got a couple of more hours myself. I’ll be back for a nightcap before I leave. You have fun until then; just don’t leave without my fucking you again though.” I smiled and said, “You’ve got another E-ticket to ride my kunt before we leave here.” With that, he draped his towel around his waist, opened the door, and left. From the three guys standing outside my door, there must have been a convention in town. I wondered what it could be. I smiled and nodded at the three and returned to my bed. Settling down on the mattress remembering the superb fucking and breeding I had just received. My sweat covered body began to cool down evaporating the sweat. It’s such a rarity to find a man like this one had been who really knows how to mix verbal with the right temperament of fucking a whore’s hole such as mine and has the equipment to make the fuck into a super memorable event. And, event it was. I took the corner of the sheet and wiped my head and face removing the last vestige of sweat. I had no sooner put my head back on my pillow when I heard a voice at the door, “Man, you must be a helluva fuck. I know dat dude who jus lef. Bet dat was a hot fuck to watch.” I turned and smiled saying, “He’s a helluva fucking breeder. You interested in breeding my white kunt?” “Might be.” “Well, when you know, stop by and let me know.” I don’t spend idle time talking any man into fucking me. He either has a load in him ready to get out or he doesn’t. This guy stood there a moment or two but finally came in the room shutting the door behind him. “You sho yo’ up to ‘notha fuck?” he asked. “I’m always ready for a fuck . . . even if I’m not. Any man or men, any dick, any piss, any cum, any time, any where, no questions asked is my mantra.” I slipped off the bed as he removed his towel. He was my height (5’ 10”), Black, had a kinky fur covered chest, clean shaven, and very close-cut head of hair. I hung his towel on the hook and sank to my knees. His dick was a nice size probably about 7 inches and cut. I sucked his dick into my mouth and began going up and down on the full length giving the entire length my attention. I swirled my tongue around the shaft much to his delight. I could feel his dick growing more and more. As soon as his dick got fully erect, I sucked on it a couple of more minutes and then stood up. I turned and bent over the edge of the bed. As I did I remembered the dildo. I reached back and pulled it out and put it to the side. “Man, yo had dat in ya? How come?” I told him so that none of the cum would leak out of me. I bent over the edge of the bed again and felt him line up his black dick with my white kunt. I could feel him moving the head of his dick around until it was below my hole. “Man, push some of that cum out.” I began to squeeze until I felt the liquid running down from my ass and stopped. “Yeah, yo a fuckin’ ho for cum. I’m gonna nut in you good.” I started to reach for my ethyl when he plunged full length. Oh, yes, some minor pain but I had just had a helluva fuck that made me ready for this black dick. This man plowed my hole from all angles. He was just as determined though and drove in me deep. “Man yo gotta have a gallon in you.” I was content to have it in me; he could guess the quantity as far as I was concerned. I just wanted to add his load to my mix. This man fucked with a determination and before long I heard him gasping for air and began feeling him tightening his grip on my hips. He then reached down grabbed my cheeks pulling them wide open and drove all the way in me as hard and as far as he could go. He then reached up grabbing my shoulders and pushed his dick harder still in my ass. I could feel his dick throbbing and bobbing in my ass knowing that he was depositing another good load of cum from another black man. He relaxed his grip, raised up, and pulled out. His dick was replaced by him shoving the small black dildo into my ass. He smacked my ass twice, laughed, put his towel around his waist, and left. I got up straightened up the sheet a bit and climbed back into the bed settling myself. I looked at my watch. I had a couple of hours left. I laid there hearing men pass by. I decided to go for a walk and probably my last one for the night. I got up off the bed, put my right foot up on the edge, and reached around to pull out the black dildo. As I did, a tall white guy with long hair and hairy chest walked by. He stopped and looked. “Just keeping the home fires ready,” I said. He laughed and moved on. I swallowed the dildo licking it clean then put it next to the big one, tested my ass with my fingers and found them very wet. I knew though going for a walk I needed to be sure I had some lube just in case. I added a small amount just for test feels. Upstairs I went and twice around it looking for a dick to fuck me. Then, back to first floor to get to The Pit. On my first walk around, some nice lookers but nothing that grabbed my attention or that gave me any indication of interest. Back around I went only to walk past a room whose door was previously closed. Now, it was open and in it was the white guy who had watched me remove the black dildo. I stopped. He smiled at me in his dimly lit room. I stepped in and closed it behind me. He stood up. He was a bit taller about 6 feet. Sandy blond hair, blue or green eyes, smooth chest, and from the looks he lifted weights. “You’re the dude upstairs who gets barebacked, aren’t you?” “Yes.” I said. “You interested?” “Sure. I need to get going though.” Not to stand in any man’s way, I turned around and bent over. “No, I need you to lay flat on the bed and me on top.” I climbed on the bed and lay down spreading my legs. He climbed on tossing his towel at our feet. I could sense he was jacking his dick. He knelt on the bed behind me jacking until I reached back and pulled my cheeks apart. That was what he needed to see—he was a visual stimulus man. Not long after that, he began to settle down on top of me. I felt his dick hit the outside of my hole on the first try. He then sank slowly into me filling my kunt with a dick that could have been the twin of the black guy earlier. He was stretching my ass completely wide open and was pushing inward fully. He wasn’t as long but he did have about the same girth on him. He settled his dick in my ass and laid totally on top of me crushing me into the bed. Whatever it takes to get fucked and take a load of cum. He began pistoning in and out of my ass slowly. He had put his left arm around my throat raising my head upwards. The right hand had slipped beneath me, and he began squeezing my pierced right nipple harder and harder. As he began twisting and squeezing my nipple he picked up the speed on his fucking. This man liked to destroy nipples as he fucked. It became obvious that my nipples were directly now wired to his dick and balls. In no time, he was squeezing my nipple as if he was going to twist it off while choking me with his other arm. When I was about to protest, he began slamming his dick into my ass until one final thrust which sent his body into tremors and shaking. He was shooting his load in my kunt. One more load for the night. He eased off my nipple and my throat but took a little to recover from shooting his load of cum. Finally, pushing himself up off me, he stood up as did I. “Thanks,” he said. I nodded and left to return to my room. On my way back, I passed a short black man who slapped my ass as we passed. I turned back to look at him and said, “Only if you mean it.” I kept walking. When I got to my room, I heard a voice say, “I mean it.” We both went in. “You the barebacker I heard about?” he asked. “I suppose so. I bareback,” I said. “I mean with Black men.” “Yes.” “I heard you take on any black man.” “As long as it’s bareback, yes.” “Let me see your ass.” I bent over the edge of the bed. He turned up the light and began looking at my ass. “How many loads of cum have you taken?” “For tonight, at least a dozen.” With that, he drove his tongue into my ass deep. This small-framed Black man had a huge tongue and knew how to use it. He fucked me with his tongue for a few minutes rising finally tossing his towel onto the bed beside me. I heard him spit and then felt him moving closer lining his black dick up to my hole. He drove all the way in and began immediately pumping my hole. Not a bad dick. Not huge but not a Wee Willy Winky like mine either. He fucked me for awhile and then stopped to move his dick to the left and right. His technique which I’ve had done before. Whatever it takes to get a man off and get his load in my ass I always say. He continued to fuck me and waggle his dick inside me. He then asked, “You ready for this load?” “Yes.” He pounded my ass hard. He made no sounds other than his skin hitting my ass and the sound of his dick slopping in and out of my kunt. The entire time he kept fucking. He stopped and slowly began pulling his dick out. As soon as his dick was out, he shoved his fingers up in me as far as they would go. He began scraping the insides with his nails. “That ought to bug you good.” With that comment, he was out the door. Oh, well. Some men don’t know to stick around and wait for proper thanks. It was getting close to my departure time. I thought about going for a walk to find my Black breeder but decided against it. He knew where I was. I started to change putting in my bag my leather and other gear. I was pulling the sheet off the bed when I heard a knock at the door. I opened it and there stood my Black breeder. He entered the room and shut the door. I noticed he was dressed and had his linens with him. I said, “I thought you might have left without saying good-bye. I’ve got to check out now.” “I’m leaving with you. Get your stuff and let’s go. I’m taking you home with me. I’m going to breed your ass all night and tomorrow as well. I’ve got a lot planned out for your white kunt. You’re going to be my bitch, and I’m going to teach you what that means.” “You drive? I didn’t.” he asked. “No. I’ll get us a cab though,” I said. Outside, I stepped to the curb looking up and down the street. Finally sighting one headed to The Loop, I put my hand up, and he pulled over. We crossed the street and got in. He gave the address, and the driver pulled out. We arrived what felt like hours later but realistically in about 20 minutes. I paid the driver who went on his way. I followed him into a small house where he closed and locked the door behind us. “Bring your things with you.” I followed him toward the back to a bedroom. “Drop them in the corner there and strip. You don’t need clothes on, and they will only get in my way. You get fucked any more?” “Yes; I got fucked and took three more loads of cum after you. None delivered like you did though.” It was no lie and not intended to be a suck up to him. I had removed all my clothes by then as had he. I walked toward him. “Yeah, that’s good. I like a kunt who loves to get fucked and bred a lot mixing all those loads together. Here’s the deal. I can breed you some more and you leave here or you can become my white kunt bitch. At any rate, you’ll still get bred by me but it will have some perks with it.” “I dig using white men like you. You real guys know what being a whore is about. You’ve been around and are addicts to being fucked and bred. You don’t care who it is, what size a dick is, or if it shoots dirty or clean. I dig breeding your ass just the way I did tonight and that’s how I breed every time with a white kunt bitch like you. You don’t want it that way every time, now’s the time to say so. I also dig on sharing your white kunt with all my buds and any other man I think might tear your ass up. I make any off you is mine. Your pay is getting your white kunt fucked and bred good. When not with me, you can get fucked all you want. But, when with me, I say who fucks you and who doesn’t. Don’t even ask about someone fucking you and no one goes in your kunt without my okay. You understand?” I looked at him closely and for some time considering his words. I knew what I was going to answer but didn't want to seem too eager. “Yes, I totally understand,” I said. “Good. You dress me and undress me. You bathe me. You clean my house. You take my piss and drink it or take it up your ass. What I do to you is use you. You belong to me. You got it?” “Yes, I understand,” I repeated. “Now, last thing. I enjoy beating and doing some sadistic things to my white kunts. Come with me.” We left the bedroom and went to a set of steps leading to a basement. Down we went with him turning on lights as we went. We arrived finally at a door where he stopped turning to me and saying, “If this shit isn’t going to work for you, tell me upfront. I know what I like and get it my way.” With that, he opened the door turning on the lights to what I can only describe as a terrible place of torture and pain inducing scenes. Jackpot, man! Though not often given the opportunity to indulge in this side of me, when the chance arose, it was never turned down. I surveyed this room with all the instruments, devices, toys, and other items of torture as if I had just had the best Christmas, and it wasn’t even December. I walked slowly around the room taking in everything that I saw. I turned to him and said, “Sir, may I speak bluntly?” He nodded assent. I looked directly at him, then, bowing my head slightly I knelt on the floor. “Sir, I have certain limits. I do not participate in activities involving minors, females, scat, gun play, cbt, shaving, fire, condoms, cologne, breakables, punching or beating to abuse, permanent alterations, or items that will render my ass incapable of being used. I have a mass on my right testicle as a result of a major injury in childhood. I can and do wrap my ball sac in a leather band or wrap a rope around it multiple times to push my balls downward. Done that way I can take a parachute and some weight on them.” Total honesty to his face. He moved slowly about the room. I knelt there knowing that this could go either way. Finally, he said, “But, you’d become a white kunt bitch owned by me when we are together with me breeding you and choosing who I let breed you also?” I weighed my thoughts carefully before speaking. I needed to be sure that I said precisely the right thing as this was a unique man and opportunity. I spoke slowly saying, “Sir, you would own me as a white kunt bitch. I will clean your house, bathe you, dress you, undress you, willingly accept you breeding me as you did earlier, willingly accept only those you approve to breed me when we are together, and willingly accept your sadistic play as long as the limits I outlined are respected.” This time he weighed my words as he continued to walk around the room. He stopped turning to me and said, “You will not wear any leather items until you earn the right.” I told him that my biker boots were all the footwear that I had. I wore only them and had no other shoes. He agreed to them. He walked across the room to me, pulled me upright, then guided me to a St. Andrew’s cross. He fastened my wrists and ankles to the cross. I was going to get my first sample of his work. He walked across the room, and I heard him selecting some items. He returned soon. He leaned into my ear and said, “Imagine this with all my might. Imagine this when I am angry or displeased. You better not let this drop out of my kunt bitch.” I felt his hand prying open my cheeks and soon felt an unlubed dildo being rammed into my ass full length. At least it wasn’t that thick. I sucked on that dildo with my ass with great determination not knowing what else to expect. I soon found out. I felt the multiple strands of a flogger hit my ass making me jump in surprise. He continued to strike my legs, arms, back, and ass moving from one area to another. No blow was with much force but the multiple strikes and the not knowing which area was going to be hit next kept my mind racing while trying to focus on not dropping the dildo he had shoved in my ass. I could feel with each strike the dildo sliding out a little as a result of my body jerking and my sphincter not closing completely because of all the cocks that had fucked me through the night. I continued to focus harder on sucking on that dildo with my ass while the flogging continued. Shortly, it stopped. I was heightened to sensitivity and breathing heavily while my body glistened in a new round of sweat. I began letting down my expectation of being hit. Then, I heard the flogger cutting through the air once more and braced for its impact. It struck solidly on my back tensing me once again and an immediate reaction of clamping my ass cheeks together as I felt the dildo slide outward. I held that dildo in my ass with my sphincter clamped down on it until all of a sudden what part of it was not in my ass returned to the inside of me and then immediately all of that dildo was yanked out causing my ass to feel totally empty while my sphincter clamped down onto nothing. There was a beautiful pain about being emptied that way. “Kunt, you are going to do me great.” I was released from my bindings and followed my owner upstairs and back to the bedroom. He went into the bathroom having me to follow him. He told me to piss into the toilet which I did. I didn’t realize how full of water I was. He then had me to get in the tub with him and told me to take his dick in my mouth. “I’m going to piss and replenish your bladder. Learn to drink my piss and not lose any.” He began to piss slowly and I greedily drank. The water came faster and I had to drink faster. I kept pace with his flow with only a few dribbles coming out of the corners of my mouth. “Good. Now, we go to bed.” We left the bathroom and got into bed. I realized how tired I was and coming off the T I had snorted and smoked. I started to move closer to him when he sat up and tossed the covers back. He felt around the bed finding my hand and took it to his dick where I found he was rock hard. Without hesitating I started to scoot down to suck his beautiful huge black dick when he twisted me around and began rising up on his knees. I finally realized he wanted me face down. As I moved into that position, I also spread my legs. His massive black huge veined dick found its target soon enough, and he plunged once more into my, no, his kunt. It did after all belong to him now. He fucked me almost as hard as he had at Man’s Country. The only thing making it easier was the soft mattress he had on his bed compared to the bath house mattress which is next to nothing. I could feel the entire length of his dick slam into my ass as the opening spread wide to accept his glistening black dick. As he fucked me more, I became aware that he had plunged into my ass without the aid of any lube. What was lubricating his dick were all the loads of cum that I had taken at Man’s Country including his own load of cum. He continued to pummel my ass with his dick saying nothing but using all of his energy to ram his black cut thick dick into his kunt and to breed once more the kunt that now belonged to him. He fucked for a good while until he began gasping for breath and pounding into my ass harder and harder. He slammed forward into my ass and held his dick there unleashing all too soon for me his sperm once more. I savored every ounce of his tainted DNA entering my ass. He lay on top of me for several minutes regaining his composure. With regret for me, he soon pulled his wonderful black dick out of my ass and got out of bed. I heard him across the room searching for something. He returned to the bed shortly and found my ass. He shoved his big middle finger in and began scratching me with his nail. I adjusted to allow easy access. He continued silently finally pulling his finger out with the deed done. I then felt something hard at the entrance of my ass and then a big shove. He had found my small black dildo and was using it as a butt plug. He shoved his middle finger in my mouth, and I obediently sucked it clean just as a white kunt bitch should do. He then turned my back to him with my neck resting on his arm and fell asleep.

A Word of Warning A word of warning to you bottoms. Don't let a guy fuck you raw and then cum in your ass. The feeling of a guy's cock spasming in your ass, that cum filling up the area around his shaft and making a warm glove that massages his cock as he shoots his load deep, is an intense orgasm that he will want to repeat. And once you've experienced that stiff cock pulsing and the hot cum shooting into you, you will want to feel it over and over again. When he pulls out, you're gonna want to suck his cock clean, tasting that great cum as well as your clean ass juices, and you're gonna want to suck him up stiff again, so that as soon as possible, you can have that rod inside you again. And when he slides home on that carpet of warm cum, and you feel how great it is to have a guy fuck you in cum, you're not gonna want him to stop. You're gonna do everything in your power to keep that cock in your ass. You'll end up with your heels in his ass forcing him to fuck you deep and hard. And if he gets worn out and says he can't fuck you any longer, you're gonna go looking for more. If you're at a party, you're gonna lay there in the sling with cum dripping out of your ass and down your ass crack, and holler for another top to take his place as quickly as possible. Raw anal sex is addictive. Once you've had a man shoot his load in you, you will do anything you can to get him to do it again and again, or to find as many tops as you can to load you up, till the cum runs down your legs. So don't get started on this unless you think you can have sex as often as possible, because that's what you will constantly want. ........... A word of warning to you tops. Don't let a guy talk you into shooting your load into his ass. The feel of your cum around your shaft as you fuck is very erotic and stimulating. It is an orgasm you won't forget. After you shoot you'll keep fucking as long as you can, to get the feel of that cum all over your cockshaft, till the cum forms a white ring around the base of your shaft. After you go soft, you'll pull out and ask him to suck you up stiff again. And then you'll want to fuck him again. And when you slide home on that carpet of warm cum and experience how great it feels to fuck an ass that's been lubricated with your own seed, you'll want to do it over and over again. That warm ass will feel like a mouth sucking you till you want to spurt your cum. It's very addictive. After you seed him as much as you can, and he's laying there in a pool of your jizz, you'll go off looking for another willing bottom to take your loads. This becomes an endless search for raw bottoms to fuck. You will go to a party and go from ass to ass, planting your seed and feeling how great it is to fuck a guy in another man's cum. You'll try to find the man that has the most loads in him, so you can plant another on top. When you slide into an ass and feel the cum ooze out on your balls, and you can both hear and feel it squishing on your cock, you will want to pound your load into him even more. The feel of cum on your cock will turn you into a fuckin' machine. So don't get started on this, unless you want to have raw sex as often as possible and with as many men as possible. Raw anal sex is the most addictive type of sex. Once you start, you can't stop. You'll want to fuck all the time. Jerry Prince RawTopDad@AOL.com October, 1999

I doubt a lot of guys are on prep. I don't know if insurance covers it. I think Truvada is the only drug and I think it costs $1000 for a month. The safest guys are undetectable. They can't pass it on, and they can't get it because they already have it. where if someone says they are negative, they might be lying or not know they are poz.

Him : "Ï'm close" Me : "Breed me" Him : "Fuck yeah" and my ass gets filled!

I love CUM, Giving and getting, but have no interest in drugs at all. there are those of us out there that Bareback but don't do drugs.

Went on grindr and found a work-local fuck buddy online - messaged asking if he'd meet me in the toilets of an office buidling at the top the street we both work in, he replied saying yes. I said 'normal procedure' and left work, saying I was off for a coffee. Went into the toilets, two minutes later he came in, cleared his throat twice (our signal) and I let him into the cubicle I was in. He dropped his pants and got his thick cock out, I sucked his cock to completion, and he left. This man is a heavy cummer, so filled my mouth with his load. Two people walked in and used the cubicle next to use while I was sucking him off.

So I had the day off work today and as I was home alone decided to see what was about on Grindr. I'de already fully shaved and locked myself in chastity in the hope of some bttm action. Lo and behold 10am a local fuckbud who I trust to breed me is online - just back from a nightshift. Can I come over for him to use (he treats me as a faggot and I love it). So I'm there 10 mins later, and as usual let myself in, strip and blindfold then call out that I'm ready. he walks in and makes a play for my tits straightaway which he loves to pull and bite. Plays with my locked cock, slapping his big meat against it. Then says "did you bring the marker pen" - "yes Sir" I reply. I can feel him writing across my chest between my nips then above my cock where until this morning my pubes were. Talks real dirty, calling me faggot, whore, cumdump etc. Wants oral servicing so I get a on my knees and take it all - his massive ball bag slapping on my chin but only for about 5 mins as he's close. Has me open wide and dumps a full load in my mouth then has me clean up. Not swallowed by this stage. Before I do I gob some onto my hand and rub it into my hole - he tells me to dress leave and that he might calls me later to breed me now he has unloaded a 3 day load. He leaves the room I remove my blindfold and as I dress I see he has written CUMDUMP between my tits and OWNED above my locked cock. Back home back online and after an hour get hit up by a local guy who has fucked me before at the local sauna. Says he's at home a few miles away wanking to porn and wants my arse. Exchange a few messages and he says that although he's only ever fucked me safe before he wants to breed me, and wants me still in chastity. Not sure about taking him raw yet but we'll see ..... Head over to his, let myself in he's there wanking away. Strip and get on my knees, service his cock and big ballsack for a good 10 mins getting his cock nice and sloppy, he feeds me poppers 3 times then says "get up slut" - gets me on my knees on the sofa and stands behind me, and I feel his big meat slapping against my hole. ""OK Let's get you bred faggot" he says then gobs on my hole and pushes in - too late for me to change my mind now - he has a big mushroom head but once it's in it feels so good. Holds my hips and pounds away for about 5 mins, feeds me poppers again then "I'm gonna breed your slut hole" and I feel him unload a torrent inside me - not taken that many raw loads but that's the most from a single fuck ever - he must have been saving it up for days. Pulls out and I feel it start to run out of me whilst still kneeling on his sofa, and hear some hit the floor. "Clean up and go, cunt" he says, at which point I wipe up a bit, dress and leave. Walking back to the car I can feel it running down my leg. Most slutty I've ever been - I know not much by some fellas standards on here but boy it felt good. Still loaded now as I write this - I'm gonna have to let it soon and get the feeling there's gonna be loads of spunk to release from my well fucked cunt. Feel I'm now well on the way to being the cumdump I know I truly am .....

And I've met him :-)

its 5:49 am and I just came back from this fancy hotel on my town... 3 guys who came to the city for work use me all night... the 3 guys fuck me all night, i smoke some T before the night stars, in the room they blow up on my ass cocaine and then they use me like the whore they like to think im (well im). And thats it... i have the 7 loads of that 3 guys in my guts... nite nite...

Last load was a hot one. Was cruising Adam tonight and hit up a vers guy to see what he was up to. Kind of cute but has my favorite words 'safer only' on his profile. I tell him I'm looking to get fucked, and he's down for it. I don't bring up safer sex as per usual, and I am totally horny regardless so am up for a condom fuck. We agree to meet up and him fuck me. I ask him what I need to bring and he tells me he has condoms but no lube so I need to bring lube. Great, of course I have no travel size container of lube at home, so I grab the smallest bottle, still big and head out. I hop in the care and go over to his place. When I arrive I'm pleased to see there is no work needed to get his cock hard and being sucked on. I work on him and he takes a hit of poppers as do I and really just enjoying his cock. Not the biggest I have but it does the trick. After we suck each other for a while he tells me to bend over so he can eat me out. The man has got talent and really got my juices flowing. I look around the room while he's rimming me and notice I don't see any condoms out anywhere, hmm maybe this will go as I hoped. After I suck him again he turns me around and pushes in no condom. In fucking heaven! After we fuck for a good twenty minutes he asks if he can cum in me and of course who am I to say no. Love those 'safer only' boys that lie

Not mean spirited, I understand both sides. I have to stay healthy and able to work, I'm a single parent, and being off work sick and doctors visits would be extra tough.

fuck that's hot man!!!

Fraternity Life Let me start off by telling you a little about myself. My name is Chase Davenport, I'm 18, a former high school jock in great shape at 6' with a tight body, bond hair, blue eyes and a girlfriend who's still back home I high school. I'm a freshman at a prominent university where I was selected to pledge a very exclusive fraternity. They don't hold a formal rush, but instead will send a invitation to select individuals. The cool thing about this fraternity it's that there were no annual dues. Do you can imagine my surprise when I received an invitation to become their newest member. I didn't hesitate and responded with a yes before I learned that in becoming a member I would be required to move into the frat house and they didn't charge to live in the house. That actually was not an issue for me and the next weekend I moved my things into the house. It was an extremely hot day for the end of summer and after I had gotten settled into my room I needed a shower. The showers at the frat house were your typical locker room showers, a big open tiled area with two rows of shower heads I either side. I had just turned off the water and was dying off when a large group of the fraternity brothers piled into the bathroom. Before I know it i was picked up and carried down to the basement. I heard the guys say it was time to initiate my ass into the frat. When we got the basement where I could hear a few of the brothers commenting on 'How cool it was going to be to break my ass and throat in' as I was held down. With all the bodies in the way I couldn't see what was going on as I felt something tight being place on my upper arm followed by a cool sensation and then a pinch. Suddenly the guys holding me down let up and whatever was tight on my arm was removed. I began to uncontrollably cough as I felt my heart beginning to race. It felt like my skin was on fire and I had a strange feeling of horniness I had never felt before. Suddenly the hand that were holding me down were gone as I could now see the fraternity brothers standing around me quickly losing their clothes off as a couple of the guys helped me to my knees. I thought I heard someone instruct those helping me up 'make sure he's in the middle of the room so all the camera have a good view of the action.' Next thing I knew the fraternity president was standing before me with his cock in hand pointing it directly towards my mouth. I was then told that to open up, it's time to lean how to suck cock. As I hesitated I could hear sometime say that they expected to earn a bundle I this initiation video. I felt a pair of hands on my shoulder as I I urged to let the cock before me in my mouth. As the hard cock slid into my mouth I began to feel a strong urge for sex, sex if any kind. It felt strange to be sucking a cock but it felt strange in a good way. It felt natural to me as numerous hands began to roam all over my body. The hands felt incredible as a couple of them pinched my nipples a couple times. The cock in my mouth began to go deeper and deeper till it was hitting the back of my throat almost gagging me with every bob of my head down. Then, without warring I felt a hand on the back of my head as the cock was divided into my throat. As my head was released so I could get a breath as sometime whispered into my ear that if I breathe through my nose as I take the cock into my mouth then it will be easier taking deeper. As I followed those instructions I began to feel the cock in my mouth getting harder. I felt the hand back on my head as I could hear the fraternity president's breathing getting deeper and faster. I knew from personal experience what was about to happen and had no was to avoid the inevitable. I was then told to swallow every drop as I felt the president's cock start to pulse as my mouth began to fill with his cum. To my surprise it didn't taste that bad, actual I kind of liked it, kind of sweet and salty all in one. He came so much I struggled to swallow it all as he pulled out letting tbs last couple spurts hit my face and the little bit I could swallow dribble down my chin. As I was trying to recover I was moved to a bench and place on all fours as another brother took the president's place at my head. Instead of giving me his cock he bent down, licked the cum from my face and then kissed me shoving his tongue setup into my mouth. By now I was lost in ask the sensations and kissed him back as I felt someone starting to lick my ass. I couldn't resist and began to moan as the kiss ended and I had another cock to suck. This time I began to suck this brother's cock with enthusiasm while moaning as my ass was not just being licked, it felt like the guy was digging his tongue inside my hole. I kept stuck in the cock in my mouth as I felt the licking suddenly stop as the cock was pulled from my mouth and I was urged to look over my shoulder as I saw a stud standing behind me with what I guessed was a 9" cock. The stud lowered it towards my hole as I felt the tip partying against the entrance as he applied steady pressure as the stud had a good group on my hips. As I felt the head start to poke inside me I expected to feel sharp pains, but it wasn't painful at all as the stud working his cock inside me slowly pulled it out, looking down at me. I was feeling a emptiness even though he only had a small portion of his cock inside me, after the tongue and now the cock that was removed had me feeling empty inside, I felt like I needed something stuck inside me and the only thing that was being offered was his cock. I looked at him and asked him to stick his cock back inside me. He looked at me like he didn't hear me do I repeated what I had said a little louder if he would stick his cock back inside me and finally added fuck me, pleases fuck me! Once I said that he slid his cock inside me balls deep I one thrust. Now I felt a little bit of pain but that was lost as someone place a rag in my mouth and told me to breath I deep through my mouth a couple times. After the rag was removed a bottle was placed under my nose and as the stud began fucking me I felt a warmth rush over my body and the little but if pain I was feeling was gone. Now I just felt a pleasure I could not describe as I wondered if this was he my girlfriend felt when I fucked her. While I was fucked in the ass I was given a cock to suck. The stud fucking me muddy of had tremendous stamina since I had sucked about 6 cocks and swallow just as many loads. I'm that time it felt as if he was going to cum as I could feel his cock thickened and thought his breathing quickened. When he finally pulled out I thought I felt a good amount of something leaking from my well used hole. I lost track of time as one after another each brother fucked me while I sucked someone's cock. I was given a break to get something to drink and to stretch my legs. After the break I was allowed to lay back on a mattress that was now positioned in that middle of the room. As I lay there I was able to see one of the brothers holding a syringe in one hand while another brother placed a piece of rubber very tightly on my left bicep. The brother with the syringe wiped my arm with something that felt real cool (my guess was it was alcohol). I watched as he found a his vein and stuck the needle in, he pulled the plunge back a bit getting a little but if my blood I the barrel then pushed the plunge down. He pulled the needle from my arm, held pressure over the site where he had stuck me and raised my arm over my head as he pulled the tubing off. Like before I began to cough very hard but this time it felt much stronger than the first time. As I laid there feeling the sensations I had before I was surrounded by a couple of the brothers. We began to make out as I kissed one the other would suck my cock. Then I'd start to kiss another one of the brothers and someone else began to suck my cock. It felt amazing having a warm mouth in my cock but I wasn't getting hard. This went on until I started to eat some more cum....load after load. I began to realize that I was beginning to enjoy sucking cock and swallowing a guy's cum. I was then positioned flat on my back as the guys lined up for second round of fucking me. When it was all over I could not recall how many times I was fucked, how many loads I had swallowed our what day it was. The guys helped me back to the showers from where they had grabbed me to begin with as they helped me clean up before putting me to bed. When I finally woke up I realized it was Tuesday and I had missed days off classes. One of the younger brothers came into my room with a tray of food and a large glass of liquids for me to eat and drink. Without me saying a word he knew what was running through my mind as he assured me not to worry about classes that the brothers had me covered. He was so sweet and angelic looking I could resist kissing him. He reached down to feel my growing cock and without a spoken word he moved down to my crotch and began sucking. I couldn't hold back and shot my load down his throat. Like usual I was still hard and ready for more and he helped teach me how to eat ass getting his hole nice and wet with my spit as he liberally lubed my cock with his saliva. He the pushed me on my back and mounted me sliding all the way down on my dick. He rode me trying to milk another load from my balls. What he didn't know is that it takes me a long take to cum for the second time. After he began to grow tired I threw him on his back and really began to fuck him. One thing I noticed while I was sliding in and out of his tight hole was how much better his ass felt compared to my girl's cunt. I began to think, 'Was I going gay?' As I thought this I could feel the guy I was fucking starting to work his ass muscles. I couldn't hold back any longer as I began to breath heavier and corks feel my balls boil as I let loose with the strongest orgasm I ever had. I was going to love frat life.

Was yesterday afternoon on my way to the sex cinema when i got cruised by a guy on the street that really had the AIDS look, He was wearing a hoodie & sweatpants, He saw me looking back at him as he started to follow me i kept looking back at him to see if he really was following me which he was, I got in to the sex cinema & a few minutes later he came inside too, I went around the back on a couch pulled my pants down ass up & face down, he did not take long to come over, first started fingering my lubed ass, then said to me do i have a condom, I said yes so i unwrapped one of my earlier doctored condoms with a split in it & put it over his now rock hard cock, was a good 8inches hard. He did not notice that it was split & started to fuck my ass, God that felt so good i could feel the condom splitting more in my ass, At one stage i felt his cock head bare pounding my insides & then i felt his cum ooze out of his cock while he kept on pounding my insides, I think he must have noticed because he pulled out & went for a walk but he came back 2 minutes later without the condom on & started again to fuck me. He must have realised what a PIG i was, Soon enough i was getting rewarded with a huge load deep in my cummy ass.

My bf is poz and I have decided to become poz for him. He is undetectable so we are looking for poz tops that want to spread the gift. We have decided that he will be present and participate sexually as well so that he is a part of my conversion.

I Love it turns me on some much, just the words, poz, disease, infect, get me hard. A top saying he wants to infect me is enough to get my cunt twitching with hunger.

Part 5 We walked to the front door. I opened it, and James left. I went back to my bed and stretched out on it with my girls snuggling up to me. I lay there and went back over my weekend. I fell asleep while thinking. When I woke, I looked at the clock and had napped for almost three hours. I got up and let my girls out again. Once back inside, I went to the basement where I carefully removed the dildo still in my ass and cleaned it thoroughly in the sink. I set it in the washer with the rest of the toys deciding to leave them. I returned to upstairs. I took a shower and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror as I dried off. Not too worn for such a weekend. I needed to get in touch with my new fuck buddies down the street and set up next Saturday. I found my wallet and removed the paper recording the information to my permanent phone book. I then dialed the number on the paper as I stretched out on my bed. The phone rang twice before a voice announced, “Yo, what’s up, Bill?” “Just calling to let you three know how much fun I enjoyed myself yesterday and to invite the three of you for a repeat next Saturday if you can make it,” I said. “Hey, that sounds good, man, but LaShaun and Judge ain’t here just now. I’m sure they’ll agree but just need to check and get back with you. Okay?” Kevin asked. “You got a hot ass to fuck, man, and can tell you like taking big black dick.” “Well, you hit the nail on the head with that but left out the best part: I love even more taking all that cum up in my ass to savor,” I replied. “You check with them and give me a call. If I’m not here, just leave a message for me. I thought Saturday morning would be good since it will give all four of us a good night’s rest beforehand. The only additional thing I really need to know is how you guys want me prepared? I told you I’m good at meeting men at the door naked and ready. But, do you all want me primed with lube from a tube or cum loads for lube? I’m okay either way.” Kevin laughed long and hard, “Man, you are a white whore. I know all three of us prefer all natural lube. You get your ass filled with cum will satisfy us all including you.” He laughed some more. “Okay. I thought about ten? Give us a good late morning and mid-day fun time. I’ll have on my black jock and my ass filled with as many cum loads as I can by then . . . and ready to take all three dicks and as much cum as you can produce. And, Kevin, don’t forget that special touch you have on me with those teeth you have.” “Baby, you gonna feel them real good all over you and me all up in you good you white whore cum crazy bitch,” he responded and laughed. “One of us’ll call you. Later, man.” He hung up as did I. I looked at my girls and said, “Well, your daddy is going to get his ass fucked some more next Saturday only here this time. You two will have to take a nap as usual and be good.” I got looks of not understanding but as usual wagged their tails. I picked up the phone once more and called Dim at a local adult book store. I arranged for some special goodies as he had done for me on previous occasions. He told me he would stop by late Friday with the delivery. I made a mental note about being home by ten to accept the delivery. Part 6 As I lay on the bed with my girls thinking about the weekend, next weekend, James, and the upcoming trip with James, I flipped on the television running through the channels settling on the History channel. I wasn’t really watching or listening but had it on for sound. The phone rang. I depressed the mute button and answered, “Hello.” “Hey, Bill. This is Tommy. You up for some company?” “Sure, Tommy. Come on over and bring your buddy with you.” We both laughed and hung up. I got up and walked to my porn collection. I looked through it and found Tommy’s “type” of movie. I inserted the DVD into the player but hit the stop button when it began its movement. No sense in playing it while Tommy wasn’t here. I put on a fresh jock strap and walked throughout the house killing time. The girls trailed after me. I had such faithful shadows. I needed to take them for a walk. They always liked doing that as did I. I looked at a clock and returned to my bedroom. I bent over and shoved my fingers up my ass and removed them. It was pretty dry now and tender so I opened my drawer and took out my KY and prepped myself. As I put the KY on the nightstand, the doorbell rang. My girls were off like lightning alerting the neighborhood that they were on guard and whoever was at the door had best be planning no funny business. I hit the play button on the DVD player and went to the door. Tommy entered and the girls jumped around in excitement recognizing him immediately. He greeted them with their names at which they sat with animated eyes. He slowly inserted his hand in his pants pocket and pulled out two biscuits. “Have you two been good or have you two been really bad?” They panted and wiggled their tails in anticipation. “You two couldn’t be anything but good . . . even to a robber.” He handed each a biscuit treat which they took in their usual manner of gentility rose from where they sat and raced to their bedroom. Tommy turned to me, and we hugged and kissed. “There’s nothing like playing second fiddle to my own dogs. I just don’t have a tail to wag.” “I would never have imagined that three bitches could ever live under one roof and get along as well as the three of you do,” Tommy said and laughed. “Oh, well, yes, there was Golden Girls wasn’t there.” He laughed again as I smiled. All too soon, I was going to be a bitch for him as I had been many times before. Tommy was a man I had met years before and who dropped into my life on a whim of his. He knew the free spirit that I was and more importantly knew the great cum whore that I was. He wasn’t the pairing kind either. All Tommy needed was a good reliable man to fuck when his dick and hormones told him. It suit him to a T that he knew me. No clinging aspirations which allowed us to be very familiar with the other without fear of involvement. We had met at a gay bar on one of the few times that either of us had gone to such. We both hated the thick smoke that permeates such places. Luckily for both of us, we arrived within minutes of each other. Also, the bar wasn’t all that crowded and spotting the other didn’t take that long. We did the usual cruising and casual eye dancing. He was sipping his whiskey sour, and I had my soda. We did the survey of the bar returning our glances to the other as well as re-positioned ourselves for a different angle view of the other. As we did the “cruising dance for coupling” as we came to call it, we became more enticed with the other as well as enticing the other. Tommy made the first move. Glancing around once more, he turned directly facing me placing his thumb over the top of his glass and his index and middle finger on the bottom. He then slowly rubbed his glass sensually up and down his zipper about a half dozen times. He returned his glass to his hand and took a sip. After watching his display, I took my glass putting my entire hand around it in an upside down hold. I moved the glass behind me as I turned slightly exposing my ass to him. I rubbed my glass up and down my crack about a half dozen times. I, too, then returned my glass to my hand and took a sip as I looked at him. We both grinned. Tommy nodded his head to the back of the bar and began walking. I followed. As he got to the end of the bar, he downed the rest of his drink and set the glass on the bar. I set my glass down, and we two went through the back of the bar and out the back door. Outside, he stopped and turned back to me. “Where do you live?” “I have a house on Newton Road that I share with my two girls—dogs,” I said. “That’s closer then me. I’ve got a condo out in Eastside. Your place or mine?” Tommy offered. “Mine. It’s closer. I’m in great need,” I said truthfully. “I’m parked in the next lot. Silver Cat.” “I’m in the next lot, too. Let’s go,” Tommy said. We walked together. Whether it was intentional or not we were in step despite our difference in size. Tommy was a good six inches taller and filled his black sleeveless t-shirt and jeans. I could clearly see his left nipple was pierced despite the poor lighting. His tightly shaved head still showed small stubble covering on it that thickened on his face with his full beard and moustache. His deep basso voice fit his presence. His thick hair covered forearms matched his muscled biceps. I wondered what his pits looked and tasted like . . . and would soon find out. I hoped also that he would enjoy his ass being eaten and that it was a hairy one. Such is one of my visions of a virile man. I stopped at my car. “Here I am.” Tommy laughed and said, “Well, I’m right next to you. Do the speed limit . . . but let’s do get there fast.” He stared straight at me as the last sounds of his deep bass voice evaporated. “I know the fastest way to get there. Just keep up with me.” We got in our cars with me backing out and moving off to the lot exit. Tommy was right behind me. I maneuvered us through some alleys so that we came out just short of the expressway onto which we went. He kept close enough not to lose sight but safely enough back. I pushed the accelerator to what I knew was the top speed but not enough to get us noticed. In less than fifteen minutes, I was pulling in my garage as Tommy stopped on the drive right behind me. He got out of his car and approached me as I stood in the garage. I hit the garage door button as soon as he cleared it and turned to go inside. I heard him say, “My car is parked right behind yours just like I’m going to do soon enough with you. Just hope there isn’t a door between us. As I reached the interior door, I spoke over my shoulder, “Closing the garage door is the only door I close when I bring a man home. Just be prepared for eight feet and two sniffing noses to inspect you inside. My girls check out everyone.” I opened the door and saw my girls sitting and waiting. “Company, girls; behave,” I said and entered giving my hand signals of everything being okay. Tommy followed kneeling immediately to their level. They cautiously approached as he held his hands out palms up and open. They moved around him carefully and gave their approval by wagging their tails finally turning from him to me. “I need to let them out and put them in their room. I’ll be right back. Come on through though. Do you want something to drink? Alcohol, soda, or water?” I asked. “Nothing for me but a bathroom,” Tommy said. “Down here, then.” I said continuing to the back door. I opened a door and turned on a light in the half bath and continued on to the back door. The girls went out and returned. “You two need to go to your bedroom now for awhile. Go to your bedroom and stay.” They took off at a trot. “Are you as well trained?” Tommy asked. “Almost as well,” I said. Tommy followed me to my bedroom. I turned on the lights and then dimmed them. I walked to the bed and began turning it down. Tommy helped from the other side. I walked around the bed and began removing my clothes. I went in the bathroom draping my t-shirt on a towel rack. I used my bootjack to remove my boots and set them aside. I removed my socks laying them atop the boots and finally unbuckled my belt, unsnapped my jeans, slid my zipper down, and slid out of my jeans. I draped them over another towel rack. I looked back out of the bathroom seeing Tommy had now removed all of his clothes. I noted that he had neatly placed everything together. We each had on a jock strap. He had on a white one while I had on a black one. What oddities yet so complementary. My black one stood out against my tanned skin while his white one stood out against his dark brown skin. The silver nipple ring glistened as it dangled from his left nipple. My nipple ring reflected the light as well in my right nipple. With nothing said, we each began to slide down our jock straps stepping out of them but leaving them on the floor. We stood and looked at each other for several minutes. Later, we both discussed our first view of the other and both of us had come to the same belief: We each knew that this was going to be a hot fuck session. I had one more duty to perform though and wanted Tommy to watch. I turned away from him, bent my knees slightly, and reached my hand around to my ass. I grasped the safety flap on my favorite black dildo and slowly pulled it out. Once removed, I turned back to facing him and placed it in a towel in one of the sinks. I walked out of the bathroom straight to him where he wrapped his big arms around me and bent down. We kissed deeply for a very long time. When we stopped kissing, he released me, and I immediately crawled into bed as I opened the top drawer on the nightstand so that Tommy could see the contents. I lay down as Tommy finished his viewing of the drawer and crawled into bed with me moving beside me. We spent a very, very long time with foreplay. We kissed and licked each other. Tommy tortured my nipples especially my right one. I licked and sucked his hairy super pits and nipples. We sucked each other’s dick and balls. We found that the ass on each other was a fur palace and both of us loved such spending many, many minutes nuzzling, licking, and tongue-fucking the other’s ass. And, then, we started all over again until we were both so high on sexual overdrive that we knew it was time for Tommy to enter my ass with his veined fat uncut dick. Tommy pulled away from me and turned to the nightstand. I began to position myself on the bed on all fours. He took the applicator with the lube in it and began inserting it in my ass. He pushed it in as far as he could go. Only then did I begin to feel the cool release of the KY. He slowly pulled the applicator out of my ass as he released more and more of the KY. As he neared the entrance of my hole, he stopped releasing the lube and removed the device. I was in overdrive now needing to feel his dick inside me. That dildo and applicator had been fine but I needed a dick now. Tommy was applying the KY to the top of his dick where he then began massaging it all around the outside of his now fully erect nine inch uncut veined fat tube with the huge flared head. He reached back to the drawer placing the applicator on the towel and withdrawing another towel which he wiped his hands on tossing it back into the drawer when he was finished. It was show time now. I felt him positioning behind me and bent over putting the side of my head on the mattress. His big hands grasped my hips for control and management. He pushed down on them; I complied by lowering my hips to his satisfaction. “You’ve seen me. You don’t know me and you’ve not asked anything about me. That means you don’t want to know or don’t care to know and you take everything given. You need it easy?” Tommy asked. A truly honest and informed gentleman. I turned my head upwards a bit so to be heard clearly. “I need it badly. I . . . never . . . ask . . . anything . . . about . . . any . . . man . . . or . . . his . . . cum. It all goes IN me. You give it however it makes you turned on the most and gives you the biggest damn fucking high that you can get,” I responded and then prepped myself for what I believed could be a ripping and tearing screeching onslaught by this unknown man. Tommy knelt behind me for a few seconds, then, reached over taking the towel from the drawer. He folded it and held it to my mouth. I raised my head and opened my mouth where he shoved it in; I clamped down tightly on it as I put my hands behind me on the small of my back and putting the side of my head back on the mattress. Tommy grasped my wrists pushing them up to the middle of my back. I felt his right hand lining his huge flared head up with my ass hole and gently pressed inward. His right hand moved back to my right hip. He made two quick pokes at my ass to make sure he was lined up with my hole. “You shouldn’t have made fun of me in that bar. Mimicking me with your glass insulted me. That wasn’t nice. You’re going to have to pay for that. You know that don’t you? It’s why you are in this position now. You’re going to get what’s coming to you.” Tommy said in a low deadly menacing Sam Elliott voice. His role play would be flawless. I had taken into account his delivery of the towel stuffing it in my mouth. I had submitted with my hands behind my back which he grasped and now firmly held. I felt his huge flared dickhead at my opening. Now, I processed his words which were threatening retribution for an alleged slight that I had perpetrated on him earlier. All these things rushed into my head as I knelt on my bed bent over with my mouth stuffed with a towel as the side of my head pressed into the mattress. This was not going to be easy as he had asked if I wanted. Indeed; it was not easy by any means. Tommy had read me right and knew exactly what I needed. He also needed the same or at least was going to be a willing participant meeting my need and enjoy himself doing so. (I found out later that we meshed totally.) As his right hand gripped my right hip in a vise hold his left hand tightened on my wrists and he plunged full force into my brown stretchy eye spreading it wide open at super speed with his huge flared dick head. Tommy did not stop as most men do but picked up speed in his invasion of my insides. He pulled back on my wrists and right hip as his hips slammed forward with all the might that his leg and hip muscles could muster exploding inside me stretching my gut in a nanosecond wide to accommodate his fully erect big veined uncut fat dick. He continued his forward motion until he ran out of room slamming into and scraping along my prostate before moving further inside me all of which sent me into a frenzy of glorious pain that spread throughout my body at mach three. I was in sheer agony . . . and loved it! The scream that rose up from my diaphragm that raced through my lungs up my esophagus into my mouth echo chamber and finally out of my mouth fell deaf as it was screened by the towel which had been so rightfully stuffed. At the same time, my body tensed up as my ass clamped down on his steel-like hard dick that now was fully imbedded in my ass. I bucked upwards in an attempt to reject this faux maniac who was going to teach me a lesson about manners. Tommy held me tight as I made a second attempt to scream. Tears ran from my eyes. It was wonderful! About halfway through my second attempt to scream, I felt Tommy pulling his fully thickened dick out of my ass almost as fast as he had entered it. The pain was still there as my insides collapsed from the brutal stretching. Then, without warning, he reversed direction and again began a forceful super speed entry sending more pain into me. Once more I stiffened up and clamped down on his fattened dick and made one more effort to rise up to no avail. He held me fast in his grip; I had no leverage at all. Three more times Tommy made the trip outward only to immediately ram his way back fully into my body. Each time there was pain but it lessened with each invasion. Rape is the only word that adequately could describe or define what was happening. Pure violence on me. My body trembled in outright acceptance and glee. “You fucking bastard. You made fun of me in that bar tonight in front of all those men. You did your best to humiliate and belittle me as I tried to befriend you. I’ve seen bastards like you who have the world by the tail and think everyone owes them something. Well, you fucking kunt, I guess you’re finding out tonight that you aren’t all that much and payback is a real hard fucking bitch. Don’t you agree?” Tommy spit out the words at me in such a hate-filled menacing tone. I could tell he was super turned on . . . as was I. “Guess you didn’t count on this happening. Guess you didn’t count on me coming along to teach you some manners. You’ll know some manners now and will show them whenever you’re out in public.” I shook my head yes and tried to speak. Through my gag which I had by now pushed out of my mouth a bit, I pleaded, “Please, Sir, please! Don’t hurt me! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to embarrass you! I’m really sorry! Please, Sir, please! Don’t do this to me! Please, stop! You’re killing me!” All yelled in a muffled voice. “You’re damn right you won’t do it again. I mean to see to it that you know your place and that you treat other men with respect,” Tommy hissed at me. He spit twice on me then. With that, he clamped down on my wrists and hips again and began pummeling my insides with his tungsten-hard veined huge flared head dick working himself up into a sweat. I cried out and asked for pity and tightened up on him as much as possible as he used my ass to vent his anger on me at my public “embarrassment” of him earlier. He mercilessly pounded my ass for close to a half hour before he spoke again. I was by this time very submissive . . . and becoming sorer by the stroke. “You ready to face the music, bitch? You ready to pay the ultimate fucking price for humiliating me in public? You’re now going to get it you bastard. You’re going to GET . . . WHAT . . . YOU . . . FUCKING . . . DESERVE!” he bellowed shoving his dick fully into me as far as possible as he pulled back with his right hand on my hip releasing my wrists and reaching upwards grabbing my shoulder pulling it tightly backwards into his groin as I felt his cock swell up slightly and flood my insides with his DNA. Salvo after salvo of his ball juices were released and flooded my gut. More and more of his swimmers raced through his body and into mine. I felt each time his dick pulsed and splattered more inside me. “Take my fucking poison jiz, you bastard! Take it all! I’m breeding you full of my death strain! I’m taking you with me, you fucker!” There. He said it. There was no room for doubt. Tommy was poz. Man, what a load this was. I reveled in the thought of it entering into me where I would keep it making him a part of me and all the other men just like him. All too soon Tommy finished making his deposit and moved his right hand to my shoulder. I spit out the rest of the towel moving my arms from my back reaching back behind me touching his sides as I gently pushed my knees backwards to the bottom of the bed. We slowly slid downward until I was pressed into the mattress with Tommy on top. I felt his wet body on top of me and moaned in ecstasy at what we had done. We lay there and rested. Too soon, Tommy began lifting himself up slowly extracting his dick from my ass where I gently squeezed on it to drain any lazy swimmers. He moved over to the side of the bed onto his back. As soon as he was off me, I flipped around and gently lifted his now deflated big dick and wrapped my mouth around it sucking it gently into my mouth fully where I bathed it properly cleaning it all the way to the base. No man was ever refused such service; it was my duty which I loved performing. Once cleaned, I again gently released his dick from my mouth and looked up at him slightly grinning. “You’re a pervert,” Tommy announced. “And, that would make you what?” I countered. We both grinned. “You’ve done what you were supposed to do. I believe I have a job remaining to do to you,” he said. We looked at each other. I wasn’t sure exactly what he had in mind. “I believe you would like for me to make sure of my taking you with me.” I got up grabbing the pillows doubling one in half and piling them up in the middle of the bed but scooting as close to the headboard as possible. I lay across them which raised my ass up in the air exposing my hole once more. I spread my knees wide for easier access. Tommy had gotten up off the bed to make room and to stretch. He climbed back on the bed and behind me. I lay there in grateful anticipation and acceptance. I felt a manly thick middle finger at my ass. It pushed its way inside me full length. Tommy spent the next fifteen minutes or so scraping and abrading my insides to perfection. He informed me on the second withdrawal of his finger that he was seeing pinkish coloration. His dick had performed perfectly with his beastly battering of my insides. I suspected his using his fingers was just a visual turn on for him that allowed him to know without a doubt what a job he had done. I wasn’t going to say no to that. When he was satisfied, he withdrew his finger, and I felt a pressure at my ass entrance. In popped a dildo which Tommy had taken from the nightstand drawer. I hadn’t thought about that. Once inserted, he gave it a couple of quick twists first one way and then the other and a couple of pumps in and out and then firmly seated it in my ass. I rolled off the pillows, and we lay back down together. I took his fingers that he had used and sucked on them to clean them. “You know, I wasn’t sure you were into this. But, man, you really dig role play,” Tommy finally said. “You really got me hot screaming and begging like you did.” “I’m a trained sub/bottom. Your satisfaction and enjoyment is paramount to me. I’ll do whatever it takes to get you off any way you want.” I stated. “Man, I could get into using you for some hot rough. You go any harder?” “I’ve got some limits but not many. You know what I am willing to do from just tonight. We’ll find out what else you enjoy and how extensive you want to take it,” I said. “Well, you’ve got me hot tonight for sure. You have any plans for the rest of the night? I’m getting ready to invite myself to spend it with you so I can put some more in your ass if you want it,” Tommy offered. “Tommy, I’ll take as much of your cum in my ass as you can produce. You are more than welcome to spend the night but don’t count on sleeping a lot. I figure if you wake up first you’ll be poking my ass, and if I wake up first, I’ll be backing up on your dick,” I offered. “That sounds like a deal, my man. That sounds like a real good deal,” Tommy said. I excused myself and went to let the girls out for the last time sending them back to their bedroom for the night. I closed their door. They didn’t like such nights but accepted them. I returned to my bedroom, turned out the lights, and crawled back into bed with Tommy snuggling up to him. I finally turned on my right side as did he. We spooned but soon realized that Tommy’s dick was rising up again. “It’s only the position right now. I’ve shot everything out for the moment. But, I would like to shove it back in your ass for you to hold,” he said. I tossed the cover back and knelt spreading my legs. I gently pulled out the dildo squeezing my ass tightly. Tommy handed me a towel which I wrapped the dildo in. I placed it on the other nightstand and lay back down backing up and onto Tommy’s waiting hardening dick. He pushed forward forcefully as I backed up as hard as I could. We drifted off to sleep. Throughout the night until we finally got out of bed at nine o’clock the next morning, Tommy fucked me another three times. These times though we simply rolled us over onto my stomach where I spread my knees wide apart and Tommy lay on top of me as he somewhat gently fucked me. Tommy was a brutal fucker and was best aroused by his unrelenting and unmerciful if not vicious fucking of an ass—my ass on this night. A match made in perversion. Each time he would fuck me about a half hour from what we calculated later based on what time one of us would see on the clock face. Each time that meant he was abusing my already cut and abraded insides with his long fat dick. Each time he would spew into my body his tainted seed that we both knew was foul. Each time we each relished that poisonous injection for our own reasons that were though opposite in nature were mutually compatible and acceptable. This was the nature of the relationship between Tommy and me. And, whenever he called, it was always a treat that we both perversely and deliciously enjoyed. So, now, here Tommy was coming over again to fill me with some more of his unwholesome fruit of his loins. It had been almost four months since we had fucked. I was ready and primed now for him as well. I planned on telling him all about my weekend or at least about the cum loads. He enjoyed hearing about my escapades knowing that I was taking other dirty loads. I enjoyed hearing about his fucks, too, because I knew just exactly what those fortunate men felt when Tommy was finished. I never asked but hoped that there were some chasers like me. This was going to be an excellent end to this weekend with Tommy fucking me for the rest of the evening and night putting load after load of his seed in my ass to brew up with the rest in me. Yeah, I would definitely tell Tommy about my weekend. That should piss him off at me. Oh, what trouble I create for myself and end up having to pay the price of the piper. Monday morning rolled around, and I found that true to form I “pissed off” Tommy with my weekend tale. He took great exception to my being such a slut and punished me in his manner befitting such information being received. I had some aches and soreness but as to exactly the cause of it who knows. I certainly don’t care considering the probability of the cause. I saw Tommy off by 8:30 and went to take a long soak and bath. My girls kept me aware of the time and all too soon I was out of the tub dressing for the office. It was nice being the boss. I could come and go as I pleased when I pleased and wear whatever I wanted. I was never a stickler for “office attire” and gave a great latitude to my employees. But, it was business and that was strictly adhered to at all times. My arrival at my office never caused a stir. There were genuine congenial feelings between me and my employees as well as between the vast majority of them. In every office there are personality conflicts which I address quickly when such become known. I went to my office picking up my work from my assistant’s desk. I cleaned out the phone call slips quickly and worked on the emails. Those of course always take time but I got rid of them soon enough. Then, it was time for all the reports, projections, proposals, and financials. In the midst of my work, I was interrupted by my assistant—Stuart—bringing me checks to authorize and updates on projects. By 3:30, I was finished with my papers and dropped the last of the files back on my assistant’s desk. He was the best I had ever had. I do believe he would die rather than to reveal anything that he knew about the businesses. He was well rewarded for such loyalty and devotion to duty. Not bad at all for a twenty-seven year old who had landed the position just three years ago. And, all by sheer accident for both of us and great joy. I headed into the board room for my weekly meeting of department heads. The meeting was typical meaning ninety percent of the talking was done by them with me asking questions that other department heads didn’t ask and always complimenting and thanking each in turn. Without these men and women, I could not do what I do—which is a lot of nothing but sign the expense and pay checks. Ah; there is importance in that.

Still waiting for more...I LOVE watching my BF take dick in his mouth and ass...never knowing if its " the load " that will change everything

Jaeger fucked Tanner without cumming for a good fifteen minutes, exploring the depths of his hole with his massive cock until he had Tanned screaming into the palms clasped around his mouth. Jaeger had found Tanner's prostate, and was angling his thrusts to hit it violently till tears ran down Tanner's perfect, jock face. Jaeger reached around to Tanner's captive sack, it was heavy with his unspent sperm, painful to even the slightest touch. Jaeger felt Tanner's hole tighten as he grabbed the boys super sensitive, cum filled balls. "Yes. Good boy...full of sperm" Jaeger said through more sharp thrusts, biting the boys ears. He pulled his dick out from the vacuum of the kids ass. It was coated in thick cum and ass mucus. "Suck me clean" he ordered Tanner immediately complied as one of Bruno's house twinks came out "Everything is ready sir" he said, trying not to make eye contact with his Spanish master. "Good" Jaeger said. "Baby boy, you step in my house you are mine...Yes? You understand? Yes" He gently slapped Tanner who nodded eagerly, mouth still sucking his own ass juices of Jaeger's cock. "Fuck him up" Jaeger said pulling his glistening dick away from Tanner 30 minutes later, Tanner was trussed up in a sling in Jaeger's dungeon. A cocktail of drugs pumped into his veins, a gold collar on around his neck and his perfectly shaved hole exposed and pulsing with heat and desire. As the men of the party filtered into the dark room, I couldn't help but take up a position near the back, I was excited to fuck our prize when he was good and loose and full of sperm. There was thumping music playing as one by one Tanner took cock after cock...no one pulled out and any drop of cum that wasn't deposited in his belly was fed to him from fingers or dicks. He must have had the potent seed of about 30 men before he started to look tired and another dose of Jaeger's special cocktail of drugs hard wired were administered to hard wire him awake. I took up position, and slid without resistance up my conquest's hole. The walls of his ass were thick with cum, it was glorious, no more friction or tightness but perfect, warm folds of jock ass stretched to delight so that you could feel the boy shuddering with every breath. I grabbed his hips, ground up into him and unleashed another hot load up him. "Too fucking good boy" I moaned as Jaeger sauntered through the crowd, smiled at me and motioned for his turn. I pulled out, happy to oblige. No sooner had he got up to the boy then I saw the massive dildo in his hand. This must have been a good 12 inches long and 5 inches thick. He pushed down on Tanner's tight abs and shoved the toy home. Tanner moaned deeply as inch by inch vanished into his teen cunt. Jaeger was pleased and as the final inch disappeared smiled evily. Slowly, he fucked the boy long and hard with that impossible dildo whilst Tanned moaned for more. "Ok" Jaeger said finally He ripped the cum soaked toy out the boys now gaping hole and directed someone near the kids head to shove it down his throat. As the Tanner tried to accommodate the toy in his throat Jaeger did something that nearly made me cum. Before Tanner's gaping pussy could wink itself shut, he casually starting working his fist up the boy, it didn't even take a minute before I swear we all heard the pop as Tanner swallowed the fist...first gay experience and the boy was being fisted, hard! I was so proud. 30 minutes of fisting passed...not once did Jaeger pull out. Finally, when he did, Tanner's gape was so beautiful...like a blossoming rise pulsing with white cum. Jaeger shoved his dick into the warm flower and fucked it back into place until he deposited his own load. Before the night was over Tanner dropped cum from every orifice and glistened with hot sperm. In fact the only person who hasn't cum was Tanner. Having taken eveeone at least once...Jaeger released the boy's clamp, located his prostate in his wrecked hole and milked the boy for neg load after neg load till he was spent. "Next time you shoot boy, you'll be family" Jaeger said...as I watched I couldn't help but hope he'd share my genes...but we wouldn't know who was the lucky daddy for a while...

PART 3 I finally finished all the house cleaning I felt like doing and perused through the paperwork I sorted through the papers stacking them into separate piles: bills to pay; correspondence; perceived trash advertisements; tax documents; and assorted other. I thought I'd go look to see how things were going on the tree roots . . . and smiled slightly. What a morning. Well, what a night before and then this morning. Coming to this city--Lousyville I called it now--was in a huge way a mistake that I would not make ever again. Chicago is where I belonged and yearned to be. The men there be they residents or visitors were of a mind that sex was a necessity of life. There was no shortage of men available or opportunity to avail my mouth and ass of those men. I had found a home that satisfied my wanton lust and sexual addiction carried to an extreme as I enjoyed. Lousyville had initially been a subdued and somewhat satisfactory place to find men who enjoyed sex the way I enjoyed sex which was with the barest of all cocks that first were inserted into my mouth and in the same bareness though a bit wetter shoved into my ass. Bars in the city were the slowest of places to find men to fuck me. But, soon enough I found several ABS especially one across the Ohio River separating Kenfuckless--it goes with Lousyville--and Indiana. I found Theater X to be a place where there were several peep booths with glory holes that accommodated anonymous sex. I preferred it to the other ABS though I did occasionally visit others I mostly went across the river. Then, in a very short time, that petered out. I have no clue why. This left me in a state of missing man sex which ended with me thinking of myself as a hermit monk who had taken a vow of chastity. How low I had sunk. Most arrangements or online hook up appointments never materialized as I was the only one who appeared at the appointed spot. Whatever. Repeated trips of this nature leaves one with a very bad taste for a city and its residents. Don't get me started on this population of men here. And, no, nothing that I have said indicates my true feelings about this place despite what you may have read so far. Then, last night making that trip back to Theater X and having had a very good time momentarily and briefly had changed my opinion of this place. Now, having a very helpful plumber to ease my burdens makes this place almost pleasant. Maybe my course lay in getting workmen here. No, I had not lost sight of what the plumber was here to do, and I was sure he would clear the blockage in the house's sewer line. And, to that project, I needed to check on his progress. I went out the back door and heard voices. I noticed the backyard gate was open and presumed that the additional plumber with the tool for heavy duty grinding had arrived and was in discussion with my plumber. I crossed the deck onto the lower deck and finally onto the sidewalk. My banana trees were in full leaf and draped their huge leaves down over the sidewalk to the garage and clean out spot. I continued on seeing my plumber as well as the new plumber standing at the clean out. I heard them discussing who would stay and do the work and who would continue on with other calls. It was at this point I reached them. "Well, I'm hoping that you have the right tool for clearing out those roots so that the sewer no longer backs up into my basement," I said as I arrived at the two. The tall newcomer had his back to me. He took a step to the left and turned to look at me as my plumber came into view behind him. I stopped dead in my tracks. It was my charcoal black man from Theater X from last night. "You!?" I said with I'm sure a bit of animation in my voice. He stood there staring not knowing what to say. He looked at his co-worker and then to me again. He was very uncomfortable I could tell. I needed to diffuse the situation and quickly. "Oh. I'm sorry. You aren't who I thought you were," I offered up. "I just came out to see how things were going. I am not staying to be in your way. If you need anything, I will leave the back door unlocked. Just open it and give me a yell. I'll be in clearing my desk." I went back in the house leaving the back door pushed to but not closed. On my way back, I hoped that I had made a sufficient recovery. Some men get testy about other men knowing that they fuck men. I did not know how these two fit into that scheme and did not want to "out" either or both of them to the other if both were on the DL. Never let out such secrets; it's not good form and will totally ruin a fuck bud relationship. I hoped I had not ruined my relationship with both of these wonderful fucks. I went inside and began my paper shuffling pissed at myself. I stayed at it for 30 minutes or more until my girl jumped up and growled loudly and deeply. I heard from the back door Aren's voice announcing that my presence was needed that a problem had come up that I needed to know about. My heart sank. Sewer line collapse? Locked up the bore head and couldn't retract it? Additional cutting head wasn't working requiring now digging up the place? I was not looking forward to this problem but headed outside. Once more I approached the clean out with both of the men standing with their backs to me. I observed the snake still inserted in the clean out. Which had happened: collapse? entangled? not cutting? "Okay. What is the problem with the sewer?" I asked as I reached the two. "Nothing with the sewer," Aren said as the two of the stepped across the clean out turning to face me. "Just needed to let you know that the problem we got is we need to lay some more pipe in your ass." They turned to face me and both were grinning like Cheshire cats. Both of them had their beautiful black cocks out of their work pants and pumped up to full measure. Indeed, in a flash, I knew that for sure they both were going to lay some more pipe in my ass and flood me good with their goo. I stopped immediately taking it all in and looked at each in the face. They no doubt had finally talked. I didn't care how it came up just that what each had done to and with me had been discussed and both were now going to fuck my ass full again. That's all that I cared about and most likely all that they cared about. I turned my back to them and began walking away as I unbuttoned my shirt as fast as possible pulling it out of my pants as I walked. At the head of the sidewalk, I turned once more facing them tossing my shirt onto the lower deck rail top. I pulled off my boots and socks, undid my belt, unsnapped my dress pants pulling the zipper down quickly, and finally pulled off my pants tossing them, too, onto the lower deck rail. As I had done my strip, I watched the two of them. When I had turned my back on them and walked away, no doubt they thought I was rejecting the idea of a 3-way until I stopped and stripped for them to see although barely see. Both realized I was merely moving to a different location and stripping, they began up the sidewalk removing their shirts. We three moved on to the upper deck where I took a couple of lounge chair cushions and tossed them on the deck. The two of them had by this time removed all of their clothes tossing them onto deck chairs. I positioned myself at the top edge of one of the cushions. I let them decide who would go where. Soon enough, Aren took the few steps to arrive at my ass. He knelt behind me as Gerrard--my man from Theater X--settled down on the other cushion. Nothing needed be said. I was going to suck one of them while the other fucked me. We all knew that once Aren had nutted in my ass, he would swap places and have his cock sucked clean of the freshly deposited cum load from his nuts and fuck juices produced by his fucking. And, my fucker from Theater X would find his cock sliding once more into my ass where he would fuck me with the same excellence he had last night. I fleetingly thought that there was no way I was going to work. I lowered my head onto a now semi-flaccid black cock that had a familiar taste to it. My mouth stretched open and engulfed as much as I could savoring the flavor once more. My taste buds sought recognition of any remnants from last night's fun but found none. A loss for them and me. But, they would once more taste that nectar again. Aren had settled behind me finally leaning down and spitting a couple of times on my ass. I continued to suck on Gerrard as I felt Aren's cock line itself up at my hole. As I bottomed out on Gerrard's dick, Aren said, "Brace yourself, man. Going balls deep and not stopping for any niceties." I held my full mouth still preparing for what was going to happen. Aren timed it perfectly giving me the time to move my teeth further away from the cock I was sucking. Balls deep he went splitting my hole open with some but no real resistance. I winced a little and confess to a slight jump as his pelvis slammed into my ass cheeks. True to his word, Aren began an instantaneous fucking of my ass. Looking back I suppose it was the thought of his fucking me before and nutting in my ass, fucking me now in the broad daylight on the deck, and watching me suck on a colleague's cock that drove him into such a fucking frenzy that he obviously was enjoying . . . as was I. No niceties is how he put it. An odd expression I thought for a plumber. But, Aren knew what it meant as he pounded my ass with his fully hard cock. Perhaps even he was trying to show off to his colleague that he could pound a white man's ass and make him moan in appreciation. I began to feel the tip of his cock hitting my prostate which sent tingling excitement signals up to my brain and back to my own balls and cock. I could feel my balls rolling around in the somewhat expanding sac as my cock began a slow rolling around motion as it dripped more and more pre-cum from this fucking. Instinctively, a moan of absolute lust, desire, and pleasure escaped my throat but was throttled in full aural acknowledgement by my lips so securely wrapped tightly around the giant cock I was sucking. Both men had heard me though even if it was faint. "Yeah, man. Fuck his ass good. Prime it up in there for me. He likes it just like you're doing it. Slam your dick in there as hard as you can. Push his guts around with your big black dick. He knows you; he's had you before. He's had me before and going to get me again. He likes big black dick in his ass and mouth, and he's going to get a big fucking today," Gerrard said so that Aren and I could hear him. His words were an aphrodisiac to me and spurred Aren on to pounding my ass even harder making it difficult to continue my up and down movement on Gerrard's dick as I was being bounced forward and backward from Aren's slamming into my ass. "Damn! Fuck!" we heard Aren say. "Yeah. Oh, fucking yeah! AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Aren slammed full force into my ass and began pumping his load of ball batter into my ass. With each discharge of his baby making goo, I felt his cock swell bigger and fire the salvo as deeply as the tip of his cock was buried in my ass. "Damn! Shit!" He continued depositing his DNA into my ass as I now hurriedly began sucking on Gerrard's beautifully big cock. I wanted him fully primed and ready to replace Aren when the time was right. Aren still was not finished. Aren had been hesitant the first time about fucking me bareback but had no hesitancy this time. He had no hesitancy even in front of his colleague dropping a load in my ass. His sweat dropped on my ass attesting to his work and how deeply he had gone in his own self to pull up this sheer lustful attack on my ass. Aren was going to be smiling definitely the rest of the day. Aren's grip on my hips eased up as the number and rapidness of volleys began subsiding. Fewer and less explosive volleys continued until at last there was only a slight twitching in my ass. More sweat dropped onto my ass from Aren but that, too, lessened. I slowed my bobbing up and down on Gerrard's cock not wanting to set his cock off in an explosive burst of cum lobbing in my mouth though I truly doubt that I could have done that without his willingness. Slowly and almost unwillingly, Aren began withdrawing his cock from my ass; I raised my mouth up off Gerrard's cock and released it. As Gerrard scooted out from beneath me and stood, Aren finally pulled the rest of his cock from my ass. I immediately flipped around on the cushion and engulfed his entire cock in my mouth going pelvis deep in my mouth as he had gone balls deep in my ass. Once I had his cock inserted, I gently began nursing it tasting all the goo and fuck juices that he had produced. I knew that I could never get enough of this taste after having such a wonderful fucking. I cleaned and polished his now almost limp dick. While nursing and cleaning Aren's cock, I felt at my ass opening a rough calloused finger insert itself fully. I could tell that it was a middle finger and of course had to belong to Gerrard. I tightened my sphincter on it but that action did nothing to suppress his fucking me with that finger of his. The more I cleaned Aren's cock the more I got finger fucked and loved it. "You got three in there from me last night and got two in there so far today from Aren. We all know you like big black dick. We done talked, Aren and me. We got you figured out and just wanting to know for sure. Keep cleaning on that dick of his and answer me. Moan for yes; squeeze on my finger for no." Gerrard quietly directed me. I moaned in acceptance. "You like big black dick." I moaned. "You take any big black dick up your ass to nutt." I moaned. "You get fucked raw only." I moaned. "You poz." I moaned. "I told Aren you were but wanted to hear it. Talked a lot. Glad we both met you and got us out on each other. You cool, and we know it. Feeding you poz loads big hit for us. You taking them big hit, too. You cool taking poz loads from us?" I moaned deeply. "Good. Making room for them then." Gerrard pulled his middle finger out of my ass and inserted his index and middle finger back in me. I continued sucking on Aren's cock now from fun since my taste buds told me all remains of his fucking me had been cleaned, tasted, and swallowed by me. Gerrard began working my insides with his two calloused rough fingers by twisting and turning them finally attacking the insides with his nails. He did what I call a hack and slash attack. He scraped and rubbed the entire inside of me as far as his fingers could go and as shallow as he could making sure that the entire inside of my ass the full length of his fingers was well sliced and diced with his nails. I knew what he was doing as did Aren. They were going to breed me for sure though until now it had all been done without total knowledge among the three of us that we all three were HIV positive. Now, it mattered only that we all three knew and that knowledge turned us all three on. "You remember last night," Gerrard said. I moaned. "Good. You know how you slammed down on my black cock. Love that but not the same possible. I'm going to slam in you just like Aren balls deep. Not here though; too close to neighbors. Aren says you got a spot in the garage. We'll go there. When I pull my fingers out, we all go. You ready?" I moaned. I stopped suckling Aren's cock and pulled off just as Gerrard pulled his fingers out of my ass. I heard Gerrard rising as I quickly began my own rising. Wordlessly, the three of us began the quick walk to the garage. I wanted to run but thought better of it. Inside we went with Aren closing the door once we were all inside. "Grab onto Aren's shoulders and hold on. Aren grab him and hold him. Bend down some more." Gerrard ordered. Aren and I complied. I felt Gerrard's cock head at my hole and knew this would not be easy despite being fucked twice already today. Gerrard was holding his cock as he stimulated it a bit more so that it would reach full capacity. The walk to the garage had deflated him and had dried him off. I suspected and was proven correct that this entry was going to be dry and painful with no gag this time. I steeled my determination to remain as quiet as possible and accept this behemoth inside my ass no matter what. I held on to Aren's shoulders as he held me under my arm pits with his rough calloused workman's hands. I looked up into his face, and he looked down into mine. He knowingly grinned at me; I winked back at him and smiled briefly. Just as I had smiled, I felt Gerrard begin lining up the tip of his cock head with my hole and begin pressing inward to hold it in position. My pucker hole gave way a little allowing the barest of his tip in. I lowered my head pressing my forehead onto Aren's chest to prepare for this brutal entry which I knew in the deepest of my being was going to send me into excruciating pain which I would love as would Gerrard. "Ready? On three: one . . . two . . . three!" With that "three", Gerrard rammed his cock inside my ass forcing my sphincter to slam open as he and I both knew it would spreading it so wide and so fast that there was nothing unexpected about the searing pain he was sending through my body. He did this maneuver just like we had done last night with the only difference being he was ramming his dick in my ass instead of me bouncing downwards and impaling myself onto his fat cock. The end result was the same though. Sheer delight of such pain and entry of his cock in me. I felt every inch of his Sequoia as it slid along the inside of me as if sand had been added to the mixture. I clamped down on my teeth and pulled my lips together in spite of the natural reaction to open my mouth wide and scream. I knew I had to fight that from happening and win that round this time and at least twice more. My eyes filled with tears. My body became rigid in reaction to this invasion. The scream that had manifested itself bore out though only in my throat where it died as I pressed harder onto Aren's chest with my forehead. No matter the pain; no matter the stars; this big charcoal black cock was going in my ass again to fulfill its destiny of nutting another three loads of what I knew were poz loads. No sooner had I begun to relax--if one can call it that--when Gerrard once more said, "Ready? On three: one . . . two . . . three!" Once again I felt Gerrard's rough workman's hands tightly holding onto my hips pulling me onto his cock as he drove his tool into my ass deeper making my insides spread out and stretch to accommodate him. Another dry three inches or so went inside me grinding my gut and ass opening with the sand-like rasping entry. Once more I wanted to scream but instead wondered how much pressure I was putting on my teeth and would they hold up and not crack. I was concerned over this possibility but not willing to call a halt not that I thought doing so would do any good. "Grab him good, Aren. I'm going all in now and going to pound his ass. One . . . two . . . three!" Aren had moved his strong hands from beneath my arms to holding on to them. I grasped Aren's shoulders and held on dearly as I felt Gerrard yank my ass toward him as he power shoved his hips forward thrusting in me the remainder of his cock length bottoming out by hitting my prostate which sent electric shocks throughout my body. Once more I screamed in my throat but was at least glad the invasion was over. Now, Gerrard would have his cock covered with fuck juices and cum from Aren. The difficult part was over and the fun was going to begin. Gerrard didn't wait but a couple of seconds as the last of my throaty scream began dying. He began his brutal attack on my ass pummeling my prostate as he had not done the night before. He was in a different place today which we both without having passed the words or thoughts between us knew that we both wanted to be in. This fuck was not going to be exactly as the one last night had been. Gerrard fucked in and out of my ass deep dicking me as if there were no tomorrow and that this was his last fuck ever. He punched inside me from just behind the head of his dick all the way until his pelvis slapped up against my cheeks giving a head-on collision with my prostate for at least a couple of dozen rounds. Gerrard stopped abruptly. "Move him over to the car hood and slap him across it. He's moving too much. Not your fault but he won't get away so easily on that car fender." The three of us moved across the garage where Aren released me, and I took my position on the fender stretched out across the hood of the car. I felt Gerrard still inserted in my ass and made a quick adjustment on my stance to best suit his entry. Wordlessly we made these minute but necessary adjustments so that Gerrard would have the most access to my ass where he planned to destroy my hole. "Not a fucking sound. Not a fucking sound out loud; you know what I mean. You been good so far. Keep it up. You said it earlier: You like big raw black poz dick up your ass where it can nutt. Only one kind of white man admits that. And, that kind of white man also likes everything else going on. You a pain freak and dig that, too. I'm going to tear your ass up now, and you not going to stop me, are you?" Gerrard said in a voice that I had not heard before from him but understood completely. I moaned loudly so that there was no doubt in his comprehension as well as Aren's aural witness to my consent to all of what Gerrard had just said and was about to do to me. Gerrard grabbed my ass lips pushing them as far apart as possible with his big rough hands. He was truly going in for destruction and needed as much deep access as he could get. He pushed my butt cheeks as far apart as possible and then pushed them into the car fender as he pulled out of my ass and then immediately returned inside full force. No longer was the sand invasion an issue. Now, Gerrard was no doubt bruising my prostate with every entry he made. I didn't care; I moaned loudly in consent; I just hoped that my car fender held up. More and more Gerrard fucked me in this new display of his masterful sexual appetite, skill, and ability. More and more I felt his cock head knocking on my prostate until finally at last my prostate could stand it now more. I began spasming my own load of cum out of my balls hitting the fender and dropping onto the floor of the garage. I felt like I was flooding the place. Gerrard never stopped as my ass tightened and released on his cock as I flooded the garage with my load of cum. He had to feel and to know I was shooting my load of cum, yet he never acknowledged it nor should he have. He was in control, and it was HIS load that mattered here. I began moaning lightly for the ecstatically wonderful fucking I was getting from Gerrard. The more effort he gave trying to dent my car's fender the more I moaned with ever increasing loudness so that Gerrard and Aren both knew that I consented to this type of fucking as Gerrard had set out so much earlier for my responses but also to signify that truly I was enjoying this hard physical play that was going on in my ass. His rough calloused workmen's hands pushing open my ass cheeks felt wonderful as he deliberately steam powered his giant cock repeatedly in and out of my ass no doubt bruising my prostate. That was fine with me as I moaned once more and rolled my head around as well for consent of what Gerrard was doing in my ass but everything that had happened so far. All too soon--as usual for my liking--Gerrard began his punctuated drive in my ass. He no doubt was delivering his third load in my ass as this was the same MO he had last night when he had fucked me at Theater X. He still rammed his fully blown charcoal black cock deep in my ass with these rams holding inside me briefly so that the deposit was made. The inward thrusts became fewer in number and held longer. The three of us knew what was happening. Gerrard finally made one last deep pile driving effort and held his cock deep inside me as the remnants of his ball draining activity flooded my intestine to mix with his other two loads of cum as well as the two that Aren had deposited and all the fuck juices that had been produced from my own ass. I lay across the fender of the car and rested myself. Gerrard stood behind me still plugging my ass. We both needed time to recoup our senses and to regain our strength from his fucking me. We were in no hurry. Gerrard took his big rough hands off my butt cheeks and placed them fully on my back adjusting his legs for balance he leaned over me moving his hands up to my arms stretched across the hood as he lay on top of me. He nestled his mouth near my ear where I heard him deeply breathing matching my lung intake. Aren came to stand by the two of us and leaned over the fender as well. "Bill, I don't know about Aren but I've never enjoyed a white ass as good as yours. You're good; real good. As long as you're in Louisville, you going to get this big ol' black dick in your ass as often as possible." Gerrard told me loud enough for Aren to hear as well. "Gerrard's telling you the truth," Aren chipped in. "Never had a white dude so willing to take on my dick. Didn't know about Gerrard's but he just said so. You'll find me climbing up in your ass as often as I can, too." "Well, do it on your own time," a voice behind us announced. "Get that sewer line unstopped so company can bill him. And, from looks of things, getting it cleared will take the rest of the day." At the first few words the three of us all jumped in shock. Aren jumped up, Gerrard pushed up off me pulling his now flaccid dick from my ass turning to face the garage side door, and I pushed myself up off my car turning to face this unknown source of orders. The three of us stood there staring at this intruder into our world of wanton sex. This black man was no doubt a supervisor of some sort who had come to visit a work site to find out what the problem was that would require a second plumber, er, tech. The four of us stood there. "I'll get your other calls covered for both of you. Be sure to give this customer our multiple visit discount. He earned it no doubt. In the future, this is all on your own time. We got a business to run. Oh, and to be sure of customer satisfaction, I'll be the one to get his rating of our customer service." With that, this black man exited the garage. Gerrard and Aren looked at each other and then me and back to each other. They began laughing at what I presumed was an inside joke. They had been caught with their pants down on the job instead of working. Well, more caught with absolutely no clothes on at all by a supervisor of some sort who had somehow quietly entered the garage during our fucking. None of us knew how much he had seen but we all realized that we had been watched for sure. And, additional points were that he was willing to give a discount cost for the job, give Gerrard and Aren the day off to take advantage of fucking me more, and that he would show up at some point for a customer service assessment which I took to mean he was going to fuck my ass, too. "Bill, looks like we got our work cut out for us. Can you take off the day?" Aren asked. "With plumbers being here all day to work, no way possible for me to go in. Guess I'll have to call my supervisor and let him know," I responded. "But, let's make sure any more pipe laying is done in a bit of comfort. Either of you allergic to dogs? I have a Norwegian Elkhound." Both Gerrard and Aren indicated no allergy. They said they would get the sewer line cleaned out first and then we could continue fucking if that was okay. I told them that would give me time to call work and to bring my girl out on a lead to introduce them. She would accept them once I told her to do so. She's a very protective breed and defends a home and owner innately. I went to the house picking up my clothes on the way hanging them up to air out. I called my supervisor and explained there was no way I would be in for the day because of the plumbing issue. Added for good measure was that a second plumber had been called in as well as a supervisor. All true but just not all of the truth. My girl was on edge knowing that something had happened. She checked me out closely and sat on command. I told her gently that everything was okay and that she was going to meet two men who were going to come inside and fuck me. I kept going over these two points until she finally became at ease. I stood up and walked to the back door pulling her lead off the door and slipping it over her head. She waited for the storm door to open and trotted out. She stopped and let out a low guttural growl now that she heard the noise at the clean out. I told her it was okay and lead her toward my two fuckers. We arrived at the clean out. I introduced Lady Bugh to Gerrard and Aren who were a bit put off because of her size. She's not huge like a Dane but isn't a lap dog either. I told her to sit which she did, and then told her to wave hello. Lady Bugh sat up and began slapping at the air with her right paw returning to her sit position after a half dozen "waves." I told her to go pee then return to the back door. I released her and off she ran behind the garage. She darted up the side walk, ran around the pool, and up to the back door where she sat waiting for me. "When you're done, just come on in the house through the back door. I'll leave it open for you. No need to put on your clothes because they will come right back off. Of course, that is if either or both of you intend to fuck me again. Perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself," I said to the two of them. "Rest assured, you are safe now to be in the house as you've been introduced and are welcome with me. But, just until you do get to know her better, Lady Bugh will not be allowed in with us." "You're going to find we will get through this blockage in record time and be in there soon as we're done," Aren said. "I'm not going to leave until my balls are completely dried up. Especially since Raymond told us to finish this job." Gerrard spoke up saying, "Bill, nothing going to keep either of us from spending the rest of this day but fucking your white ass and filling it full of our nutt juice. I'm wanting to know just how much pain you take. So, you go take care of whatever you need to do inside, and we'll be along soon as we're done."

There are many neg guys who will let a poz guy nut in them, and there are neg guys who chase poz loads

that was a great story

Jake poured a small capful of g into some soda, and handed it to me as he pulled out the points. "Hold your nose and shot this boy" I said to Tanner, lifting his moist lips off my dick. Tanner knocked the shot back and immediately sucked his gums as the flavour registered in the back of his head. I quickly guided him back to my dick as he flushed red and started to sweat a little as the g worked into his system. Jake left the toys for a moment, got behind Tanner in the chair, hoisted the boy's ass onto his lap and stuck his tongue up the boy's freshly seeded hole. Tanner moaned around my dick as Jake gave him his first, out-and-in rim job...hitting all of the boys anal buttons. It turned me on knowing Jake and Tanner were tasting me at the same time, I felt my cock start to grow again, snaking its way down Tanner's receiving gullet. To his credit, the boy never lost suction even whilst his face was buried in my crotch. Jake was list in the jock's ass, he'd come up for air every once in a while, spread the boy's cheeks further apart before diving back in, licking, kissing, and slurping on the perfectly corrupted, cherry-ripe hole. Whole minutes passed in this perfect daisy chain, each worshipping the other. All the while Tanner moaning, experiencing the pleasure of being rimmed out. Eventually, Jake came up, smiled, and indicated that we should switch. I was only too happy, the boy was close to milking another load out of me and I was close to letting him have it. We spun the boy around and Jake planted his lips on Tanner's, passing him a mouthful of my cum, sucked out his ass. Tanner looked momentarily surprised but, his cock got rock hard... "Taste it...Taste the seed that bred you" Jake said.... "Good bro!...now swallow..." Tanner did as he was told as I gently started fingering his hairless little cunt. Jake made a "syringe" action with his hand behind Tanner's head as he deep kissed him again...time for the real party to start. I got the tourniquet and points "On the chair kid" I commanded, slapping Tanner's ass hard. Jake switched out and grabbed a ball clench from our 'bag of tricks" "Dont want any accidental spillages" he grinned. Tanner looked so fucking gorgeous in the chair, like some kind of blonde God...cut glass body heaving under taught, Sun kissed skin, rivulets of sweat creeping down the crevices of his muscle. "Boy" I said "Anyone ever told you, you are perfect?" He smirked, a little slowly from the drugs I ruffled his blonde hair, bringing my hulking frame close to his, pressing my hairy chest against his hairless frame, kissing him deeply and passionately. Tasting my cum and feeling his heat. I broke the kiss, and began to whisper in his ear. "Tanner, I'm going to fuck you again..." His pecs shivered "Jake's gonna fuck you. We're gonna break you in right, get you used to cock, craving it...by the end of the night it's all you're gonna think about...that tight little jock pussy is gonna bleed with cum..." Jake began kissing Tanner's drug sensitive thighs and he moaned. "And...you're gonna love it" I continued licking his ear. "O... ok..." He breathed I smiled "First, cuz you deserve it...I'm gonna give you a shot of something, help you relax baby boy, help you on your way to realising what you were built for...what you were bred to be" "A ..." I bit his ear "Jock boy cum dump" He moaned and I tweaked one of his pink nipples. "That a consent boy" Jake bit the boy's thighs leaving an angry love bite "Yes!" He sighed "Please" "Jake's gonna clamp your boy balls, stop you from cumming till you're a man...no one wants your neg boy jock juice...ok" Jake began screwing the device on the boy and he winced as I strapped up his arm. "Ok boy..." I said...finding a pulsing vein "Here we go" Jake finished screwing the ball clamp as I shot the boy up. There was a moment of silence, I took off the tourniquet and... "F...fuck...chggghgg". The boy went into coughing overdrive as I soothed him, rubbed his back. "Ride it pup, ride it out...we'll see you on the other side." Tanner was still coughing as Jake prepped his own slam. He winked at me as he found base and let go...Jake starting coughing as Tanner came out of his fit.... "Holy fucking hell" he whispered "Holy fucking hell" His eyes were solid black and he smiled wildly as he caught sight of my semi hanging between my legs. "Want it?" I said "Fuck yes!" He cried, licking his lips.... Jake rose up between Tanner's legs. "Daddy'll be back in a minute" he said, passing me a newly packed pipe and engulfing Tanner's growing, useless cock in his mouth. Getting him hard and horny. He'd not cum with the clamp affixed. "Very good boys" I said, sitting in the opposite chair, stroking my semi and lighting up....Jake knew slamming got me off but smoking got me hard...the little fucker.

The sweat began pouring off him, making the taught muscles in his back stretch and strain. His beautiful hole stretched to accommodate me, flushed red as I pulled an inch out then back in. Jake pulled his dick out of Tanner's mouth, coated in saliva and slime. Tanner coughed as Jake shoved the poppers back under Tanner's nose. He breathed the fumes deep, "Again" Jake commanded, gently slapping Tanner. He inhaled again, big black puppy dog eyes staring straight at Jake's cock. "Again!" Jake chided. Tanner inhaled for a third time. Jake put the bottle away, waited as the first wave of amyl hit the boy before reaching down, bringing the boys wet lips to his, passionately kissing him full of his tongue. I heard Tanner sigh. The poppers hit him hard and he lifted his body to meet the kiss, sliding further down my shaft. He sighed again, contendetly ...I pulled him fully onto my lap so that he was kneeling on my cock. "Mmmm" he moaned into Jake's mouth as I bounced into him. Grabbing his firm pecs as leverage, pinching his tight nipples causing him to buck into my lap with moans of pleasure. Jake got up and disappeared into the kitchen, saliva covered cock swinging as he left to get some supplies. I pushed Tanner forward so he was half resting on the chair and began pumping in and out of his relaxing hole, losing myself in the tight folds of his perfect ass. Free to moan, Tanner let loose. Grunting and sighing like a seasoned boy whore. I felt my dick pulse some of my fertile pre seed into him, lubing him up as I went. "Yeah..." He began to mutter "Yes" as I hit his prostate with each thrust. "Fuck" he screamed... "I'm going to fucking cum" he yelled, as I maintained momentum. "No you don't" Jake said evily, I hadn't even heard him come back in. He dropped my supply bag on the floor next to us, and quickly ducked under Tanner...flicking the boys rising balls, boiling with his seed. The pain shot through his muscle frame but wasn't enough, as my anal onslaught drove his prostate into overdrive. "I'm cumming!!" Tanner yelled again, tears running down his face overcome with the sensations his body was feeling. Jake grunted angrily, grabbed Tanner's ball sack, yanking it tight to stop the flow of teen cum from escaping up his neg boy shaft. Caught in an orgasm without release Tanner bucked furiously onto my dick, abandoned to the futile sensations emanating from his ass. His ass walls contracted as the wave of anti-pleasure washed over him, milking my poz shaft for its toxic payload. "Please" Tanner screamed as Jake tightened his grip. "I...Uh...Uh...I've got...to ...Uh...cum!" "Not yet" Jake growled as Tanner's whole frame shook from my physical onslaught. His cunt was red and puffy but, felt like warm velvet inside, slick with friction. My hips took control, I couldn't stop fucking the boy if I wanted...he'd done something I didn't think was possible...he'd taken back the dominance, fucking himself on my thick tool, commanding his pain and my pleasure. "I'm going to breed you son!" I cried "Fuck you full of my poz babies" "You want that? You want my hot poz babies in you?" The boy cried out as I felt my cock expand in his chute. "Tell him" Jake cooed, rubbing the boys sweaty back as he maintained his grip on the boy's balls all the time whispering sweet pig words in the jock's chem sensitive ear. "I want it" he breathed "What?" I yelled, "Please...Fuck me full of your poz cock, I want...Uh....Uh...I want you to poz up my jock hole....please!!" He yelled "You fucking little slut" I screamed, fucking him as if my life, or rather his life, depended on it. He cried out again as another anti-orgasm overtook him. "Poz me up!! Uhhhh!" That pushed me over the edge, my balls suddenly spewed rope after rope of my thick, white death spooge up the boy. "Fuck yes!!" I screamed, feeling my cum, bathing my dick in its warmth as I filled him up. My orgasm swept up from my toes and ended with my sixth, seventh injection of boiling cum up the boy. The boy breathed heavily, pulsing his ring around my dick... "Th...Thank you" he whimpered "Looks like the boy might be learning" Jake laughed, releasing the boy's sack from his grip. "You don't get to cum Tanner till we're sure you're good and pregnant" Jake smirked flicking the boys balls again, making sure the pain registered over and above the jock's desire for release. "How long that takes is up to you..." Jake cooed, "but, the next time you blast that jock boy seed, it'll carry some pretty potent DNA..." "Thank you!" Tanned cried through the pain and I couldn't help but smile broadly...this was going to be one hell of a conversion. I heard Jake rustling in my goody bag and began to withdraw from Tanner's pulsing anus. "Uh...uhhhh" Tanner whimpered, as my dick pulled out. My shaft was covered in pink cummy foam... "Nice" I said..."very nice" My cock head reached his sphincter and I brutally popped it out. He winced as his hole winked shut, a rivulet of my cum dribbling down his crack. As he breathed out hard his hole would open ever so gently, causing more cum to leak out. He sighed deeply, probably thinking he was done. As Jake prepared some 'treats' next to me, I swung our conquest around, planted his sweet mouth on my shaft and fucked my cock clean. We weren't nearly done.

"Fuck!" Jake moaned as Tanner began milking his friend's cock - expertly, slurping and licking the round, throbbing head and coating it in his boy saliva. One more finger full of crystal shoved up the boy's cunt and he was ready for a real, deep-dickin' - primed for a deep, pozzin experience. As I worked my second-finger in his expanding cunt, he moaned deeply. "Definitely ready" The chems had taken over, eroded all his resistance and he began pushing his hot arse back on my knuckles. Pre-cum flowed from his cock with every thrust and turn of my fingers and, with each squirt of pure, crystal fluid from his negboy cock he was becoming less of a boy and more of a man. Jake was loving the attention his cock was getting, moaning like it was the best thing ever. I smiled at the perfect corruption before me as Tanner's hole quivered around the knuckles of my two, big digits, the last deposit of crystal finally vanishing into the walls of his arse. The job of chemming this perfect little jock boy was done - now the fun could finally begin. I shucked out of my clothes, letting my cock finally break free of it's cage. It pointed, like a magnet, directly at Tanner's virgin hole. My cock would break Tanner into the world of poz sex - corrupt that perfect little all-star stud into a pregnant little sex-pig. As I spat a wad of saliva on my ever growing cock, I sauntered towards my prize. "Pull your ass cheeks open bro" Jake ordered "I'll keep you balanced on my dick" Jake - what a fucking find! Tanner reached back and pulled his cheeks out for me - revealing even more of the entrance to that perfect, chemmed-up little jock-gut. "Boy, you ready to get fucked" I whispered in his ear "You ready to feel me in you...churning some cum deep in my boy's gut?" He whimpered as Jake pulled his cock out his friend's drooling mouth. "Answer him bro" he said as Tanner bit his lip "I..." he started "I want to get fucked" he blurted, sighing heavily as I vibrated my fingers in his sphincter. "Fuck.." he moaned as another string of pre-cum oozed out his cock. "Yeah, please, fuck me?" he whimpered "I need you to fuck me!" "Good boy" I said, pulling my fingers out his cunt and lining my cock up with hole. "You want me to breed you slut" I said "Yes" he replied immediately "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!" I rested my throbbing head up against his tiny, unlubed jock-boy hole. A firm but gentle thrust and the tip pierced him - a small way in, just the tip as I parted his velvet cunt for the first time. "Oh baby boy you are just, the fucking stud" I said, pushing a bit further, using my hands push on the small of his rippling back. He sighed deeply as he arched into my cock, piercing him totally - spreading his tight hole open and around my head, popping into him like a Key into a lock. He moaned, I felt his whole body shudder in tenseness as he dropped Jake's dick out of his throat, overcome with the sensations of my rod gliding into him. "Fuck boy" i said, as an inch disappeared up him, his hole clenching my dick whilst the soft walls massaged my sensitive tip. There was a tight corner up his cunt and my cock seemed not to be able to pass. Jake instinctively ready my expression and whipped out a fresh bottle of poppers - putting them under Tanner's nose, telling him to inhale good and deep. As the fumes hit, the kink in his ass vanished and my cock dove a good six inches into him as he gasped for air, shuddering a another fresh dose of negboy cum from his dangling penis. "Nice boy, real nice - just ease yourself into it, let daddy stretch your virgin cunt out - get it good and moist" Another contraction as he took another hit of poppers and my cock vanished up him, balls-deep in the hottest stud I'd ever fuckin' seen - his beautiful pink hole pulsing on my shaft, milking it's toxic payload with perfect rhythm. That's when Jake slowly guided Tanner's mouth back to his long cock by the stud's light blond hair, "Dont let go again" Jake commanded, pulling the boy down onto his cock in one direct movement as Tanner's anus spasmed along my shaft.

After being fucked stiff by two guys in my first ever sling experience, I decided to stretch my leg and go back upstairs. I had been at the orgy for an hour at this point and it had filled up quite a bit. Lots of fleshy bodies brushing against each other, hands cupping me, grabbing an ass cheek, pinching a nipple. Sitting on the bed in the tall Texan who introduced me to the sling and his monster cock. He smiles at me and says "Hi". Behind him are two guys fucking, if you had asked me a year, heck three months before, I never thought I'd see this scene in real life. Let alone be a part of it. I walk over to him, and he sits me on his lap. This man, this huge man, makes me feel so small, so calm, like a little boy. I just want him to pick me up and cradle me. "So where are you from?" He asks, like we are at a bar and he wants a quick fuck. Only he has already fucked me. He was genuinely interested. He had just previously cum and fed me out of a condom, so maybe he was waiting to build up another load and was simply making small talk. Either way, I had this man's attention, I was sitting on his lap, and it felt great. We talked about each other, what we did, why we were here, all while he methodically rubbed my arms, rubbed my legs, cracked my fingers and toes, before standing me up and bear hugging me. Pop goes my back, it feels amazing. Is this guy a chiropractor? "Ok cutie, I'm gonna take a leak" he says as he walks off to the bathroom. If I was half the slut on the outside that I am on the inside I would've offered my mouth as a urinal. But I prefer the top to instigate the activities. So I sat and watched as two younger dudes fuck on the bed. I lay back next to them to relax, it's big enough so I don't have to join in. "You wanna get fucked!" barks out a demanding voice. I sit up to see an older(late 50's guessing) Italian American top, with white hair, thin, tanned, and serious looking. This is Tony, and he becomes my orgy tour guide for the night, and two other times I go there. "Yeah sure" I reply, turn over to doggy position, and wait to be penetrated. An ample amount of lube is applied to my already opened hole. "Oh fuck that feels so good, puppy" Puppy? That's new, his dick is nowhere near the size of Texas' but that's fine because it allows his to slam rougher. And rough is how he likes it. Tony starts slamming my hole with reckless abandon he comments on the noise it makes, the slapping, he's very verbal. "Who owns your fuckin hole?" "You do" I say, half embarrassed, I was never good at dirty talk. "Yeah puppy, take that fuckin cock" I noticed in the times since I was first fucked by Tony, that he looks around to see if anyone is watching. He is a pure exhibitionist, loves to put on a show, if nobody is looking, he'll smack my ass hard to draw people's attention to our fucking. "I love fucking your sloppy hole puppy" With the lube combined the speed and size of his thrusts he pops out of my ass a few times, smacks both cheeks at once, grabs his cock and roughly jams it back in. Surprisingly non of this hurts, it feels great, I'm being fucked like a sex toy. "Squeeze daddy's cock with your hole boy" This is something I can do well, I've been in situations where I've jerked a guy off into me with just my ass, pushing and clenching until he came. Feels great for me, and them too apparently. Tony loves it. He brings me back downstairs after we soak the bed sheets in our sweat. We head to the benched area where he sits down with me kneeling in front of him. He rests both his feet on my shoulders, and peels off his condom. He lets out a deep exhale as he milks his dick. "Come here" I lean in closer to his cock. He opens a bottle of poppers, he must have taken from upstairs. Blocking one of my nostrils and holding the bottle under the other he tells me to breath in. And again. And again. I feel the "tha-thump tha-thump tha-thump" of my heart racing. He puts his cock head against my lips "Open" I open and suck on his head. "Swallow it down, slowly." I comply and take it down to the balls slowly "Hold it there." I hold it down, for nearly a minute, I can barely hold my breath any longer. I spit his cock out and gasp for air. "Good puppy!" He rubs me under the ears like a dog, as a stray foot rubs up and down my back. I turn around to see another man(dad type) sitting in a folding chair with his cock in his hand and a smile on his face. I crawl over on my hands and knees until my face meets his rather hairy crotch. I open my mouth with my tongue out, like the puppy I've been called, and he bends his cock down to touch the tip of my tongue. I close around his head. Before I begin to swallow, Tony stands over me, almost straddling me like a horse. He pinches my nostril and gives me another hit of poppers. I take a huge hit, I feel very dirty. All those videos I'd masturbate to, I was now the subject of all that porn, everything was heightened, the smells the feel the taste of a strangers precum. I became very aware of how sleazy my situation had become. I throat this guys cock, Tony grabs my hair to pull me off the dick, then pushes me back down, over and over. Tony uses my skull to please this Daddy. He's very forward, arrogant even, but it somehow works. He pulls me off of the daddy dick and jams his piece down my throat, then back to the daddy's then back to him. By this time my throat was well lubricated and stretched and was taking these rather rough throat pokes with easy, I could even stick my tongue out to taste the balls. I hear Tony say "You want to fuck this hole? Stand up Puppy" I stand up and bend over, my mouth still wrapped around the Daddy's dick. Tony had whored me out to a random dick. I didn't turn around to see who it belonged to, but it was big and it hurt. Felt like I had to pee again, but I was a very good boy and I took it until my legs went numb. I noticed a small crowd had gathered to watch, for a moment I became the centre piece. A young slim Asian guy crawls between my legs and attempts to suck my dripping dick. This begins to ruin the fucker's rhythm and distracts me, so I gently push him away. I feel more hands groping than a few. Eventually the dick slides out of my gaping sloppy hole, I turn to see who it is but they are already too far gone. Whoever it was had a nice muscular ass. The night sort of fizzled out, and I decided it was time to leave. As I was getting dressed the orgy guy hands me Tony's number per Tony's request. I take it and hit the streets. When the cool night air hit me I start to feel the burn, as much fun as I was having I forgot how much I was put through the ringer. I felt exhausted. I text Tony to thank him for a great fuck. He replies "You're so fucking cute, would love to meet you again. Let me buy you a drink and I'll pay your entry fee next week" I'm impressed that he knew I was going to attend again. It's something I could definitely get used to. What I didn't know is that my second "safe sex" orgy would end up with cum up my ass...

Mmm I'm so hard right now more please

Joel was as inexperienced at sucking cock as he was at fucking, so his attempts were crude, although he did show promise. He might well, I thought, have a natural talent. He began by trying to go down on all eight inches, and naturally he choked and gagged several couple times, but with each plunge he seemed to be getting my cock deeper into his throat - with less effort and less gagging. And then suddenly he went all the way down and held it there massaging my head with his throat muscles. Except that he occasionally scraped my dick with his teeth, I would have shot my load down his throat. Moreover, as his technique improved I began feeling that pressure build up to a breaking point. He began playing with the plug in my ass, tapping on it and twisting and pulling on it to stimulate my sphincter, that and his improving ministrations on my cock head and shaft soon had me filling his throat and mouth with my three day load of toxic seed. Joel held the last couple of shots and the subsequent dribbles in his mouth savoring my seed on his tongue, as he moved himself up to share his bounty with me in a deep wet kiss, our kiss broke my reservations but not my concerns “You know this could be dangerous for you, your parent won’t be happy if you get my bug” “Then let’s not tell them, I know you have HIV, I saw the meds in your cabinet, found them a couple years back when I was snooping around in your medicine cabinet looking for prescription drugs to take, but I don’t think they know, I researched the names on the internet and realized that’s what they were for” “You are,… were a bad boy, so you still want to continue knowing what you know” “I’ve researched the risks of someone on meds, and read up on recent articles, I would like to take my chances, and if being fuck is half as hot as fucking, I want you to be my first” I couldn’t argue with his reasoning as I embraced him again my cock stiffening as it rubbed against his rippled abs, we lay there on the bed intertwined, wrestling and making out for about a half hour before I worked my way back down to his teenage cock and began sucking on his drooling tool, I removed the plug from my hole and using his spunk and my ass juices to start working it into his hole, I could see his discomfort as it began to penetrate his once, one way chute, working his own spooge into his hole, my ass juices laced with small traces of blood would soon join his as I not so gently pushed it in ripping him a bit until it was lodged in his hole, I licked around the plug teasing his stretched hole before pulling it out and shoving it back in several times. He moaned and wiggled on the bed as I alternately played with his ass and sucked on everything between his cock and his now puckering ass hole, I finally pulled the plug from his hole and tossed it aside, and began eating his virgin teen hole slobbering as much spit on his hole as I could, he was moaning louder now as I lifted my head from between his crotch to see the look of ecstasy on his face. His legs were already locked with his arms behind his knees holding them back for maximum exposure of his sweet ass and genitals, I pulled his cock back and gave it a couple licks and sucks as I lined my rock hard cock up with his hole, I pushed forward and just the tip entered his intersanctum, his eyes shoot open “You ok, Joel” “That’s incredible Ned, feels great” With that I sank a little more into the boy, I could see him grimacing a bit as I worked my tool into his hole, finally my whole shaft was buried in his no longer virgin ass, I leaned down and kissed him as I began to gyrate inside him, riding his hole moving in and out and across his prostate with the head of my cock. “Oh fuck yeah, fuck my hole, make me your boy” “Fuck yeah, you got a nice hole boy, going to wreck this hole, make it mine” Since had already released the three day load from me my urgency to cum was gone so I managed to be able to fuck his hole in various position and speeds. After about thirty minutes of pounding the boys hole and leaking my potentially toxic pre-cum on his intestinal walls the pressure began building and I started pumping in and out of him faster and harder our sex banter getting louder and nastier as we went “Where you want this cum boy, I’ll pull out now if you want me too” “Oh Ned fuck your toxic load into me, give me your Poz baby batter” “You want my Poz load in you boy?” “Oh yeah knock me up with your dirty seed” “Oh yeah boy here it cums” With that I pushed in as far as I could, his eyes opening wider as I breached his inner ring and flooded his guts with my poisoned seed, I orgasmed harder then I had in several months, I fell onto Joel my cock still buried in his hole and kissed my protégé hard on the lips and began gyrating inside him again, working the seed into his walls, I was still hard as I worked my cock into him some more. I flipped him over and began a new assault doggie style until a shot another load deep in his boy cunt. I pulled out as my cock began to soften and reached over on the floor and grabbed the butt plug and slid it up his battered hole

WOW....cant wait for Part 4!!!

Youngwolf, I'd take you to Sawmill for a few days. ;0) It's only a two hour drive. ;0)

I keep coming back to read this today! I love the part above. I have always thought it would be so perfect if something special happened inside with dad's and sons and brothers that boy pregnancy could happen. Being able to pop out more and more additions to the harem as they got older.

I got mine 2 wks ago. My first load in me cause I usually top. But met this hot guy off CL , he couldn't host se we used the mens bathroom at my clubhouse. He didn't rim me, just spit finger me and pushed inside. I got used to it since I'm VERY tight and he pumped away and asked if I wanted his load I said fuck yeah I want your load. Give it to me and he did. Now I'm cum crazy, always home alone and really wanna host orgies or gangbangs but no such luck in michigan. Can't wait to get loaded and load guys back in nyc

Went to this black guy's place and got a load today. He just had this big room in an old run down rooming house - sorta sleazy. He just treated me like a hole and was done in less than 10 minutes.

The rambles in Central Park? I always wanted to go there at night but its WAY too creepy. I did go through Central Park at night once trying to get to the east side. As I was walking, I asked this sexy middle eastern guy if I was headed east, he said yeah and started following me. I thought it was hot and as I kept walking, he whistled for me to sneak into these bushes with him. Good times.

met a freaky guy about an hour ago in the rambles. ate his ass, fucked him, dropped a load.....sucked it out

At home. I made one of my regular cumdumps come over tonight and I shot 4 loads in his ass. Boring, I know, but if you want to shoot multiple loads it's easier when you dont have to worry about being interrupted. I think I'm going to go give him #5...

After getting buzzed a rawhide, I was standing in front of that video store in Chelsea nyc. Blue something. saw some sexy dude who looked like he was down for a nasty fuck, took him too a nice dark street. fucked him raw and came. I was so horny that I was the top when i usually bottom lol.