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One guy, Jake, with whom I've been talking lately is, at 21, a few years younger than either Ari or me. Jake has known for the past four months that he is HIV positive, and he explained to me that he had chased hard for it, taking loads from guys who were up-front about being poz, as well as from random arcade glory hole cocks. Jake hasn't started meds and enjoys fucking around as both a top and a bottom. Since being diagnosed, he has fucked three chasers, two of whom have since tested poz but the status of the third won't known for a while as he won't be tested for a few more weeks. This tally doesn't include the possible infection of any guy who didn't specifically ask about Jake's status. All-in-all Jake estimates that, since converting, he has fucked six or seven guys, and taken an equal number of loads in his ass. Any how, I showed Jake pics of Ari, explaining that I wanted either have my Ari himself poz me, or have him arrange for me to be pozzed. Jake was definitely down for it, and asked if getting Ari to cheat on me would be easy. "I honestly don't know," I replied, and then asked "anyhow, how would I know if Ari cheated unless I caught him in the act?" Jake suggested I should orchestrate a 'chance meeting' with Ari where Jake could test the waters. I thought for a minute, and then mentioned Ari worked in a retail clothing store. With that information Jake came-up with a plan to determine if Ari would cheat on me, and if he did, it was likely Ari would end-up poz. And, if Ari didn't cheat, well, the door to a three-way was always open. With that, Jake instructed me not to have sex with Ari for awhile and asked where he worked. I agreed, and gave Jake the information, and also told him what days Ari has commented on as being slow-customer days. Thus armed, Jake could pick a time when he and Ari wouldn't be distracted by other customers, and during which Jake could test the waters.

With a big nod to Scottyrim’s story “Steamroom.” ____________________________________________________ When I entered the steam room, the hot moist air billowed around me and then settled down again as I eased the door shut behind me. I looked around me and saw two young guys were sitting on the right side platform and they were jerking each other. On the left side, two guys were sitting towards the back. The two young guys were rather well built,but the the two on the left looked a bit gaunt and wasted. I knew what that meant, although I had to admit that they still looked kind of handsome. I sat near the two guys on the right and attempted to join in their play but they made it plain that my participation was unwelcome, so I sat quietly for a while, enjoying the stress-relieving heat. As I looked around the room, my eyes kept returning to the two guys in the opposite corner. Each time I looked, their eyes were gazing at me steadily. Neither hostile, nor friendly, they just seemed kind of curious as they looked back at me. I smiled nervously and this got their smiles in return. One of them, he was the shorter of the two at about 5’10”, got up and came over to where I was sitting on the wooden platform. He had a very nice cock, somewhat swollen from all the heat. It waggled temptingly back and forth as he crossed the room, making it impossible not to stare at it. “See anything you like?” he asked. I was too tongue-tied to respond. “I do,” he continued, and with that he reached out, put his hands on my bare shoulders and pushed me flat onto my back. My legs were still hanging over the edge, bent at the knees, so that my toes were just brushing the floor. Then he leaned over and started gently manipulating my cock. I was getting charged up and it felt amazingly good. I didn’t know what to think. My mind was racing. This guy was pushing all the right buttons but he was clearly in the grip of the virus. I knew that what we were doing was safe but it somehow seemed to be going awfully fast. I knew we should stop at some point but I could not clearly figure out what that point was going to be. All I knew was that I was getting hotter and hotter and it wasn’t the steam. He kept stroking, squeezing and tugging my dick, rolling it in his hand and gently pinching the head. My eyes closed, and my head began rolling around with my mouth agape. The massage stopped and I felt a hand gently grip my chin. I opened eyes and looked up as he turned my head towards him. I saw that he had moved up along my body, walked around the end of the platform and was now right next to my head. “You like that, don’t you?” With that he leaned over me and his cock swung forward and hovered over my still open mouth. He gazed at me calmly and said, “There’s something you can do for me!” I shook slightly as a thrill or shiver ran through my body. “Relax! Everything’s gonna be okay.” With that, he smiled and lowered his cock into my open mouth. I moaned in surprise and fear as well as sheer lust. He repeated, “It’s gonna be okay.” Now, I’m a born cocksucker so my mouth knew what to do. I suckled on the head, then moved up and down his growing shaft. I felt his hand return to fondling my dick, but when I twisted my neck to look down there I was shocked to see that his friend had taken over that task. I hadn’t even heard him get up and join us. He nudged his way between my knees. When he suddenly widened his stance my legs were spread apart. His cock was fully erect, not too thick, but about eight inches in length. At this moment I knew I was in great danger. Here I was with two men clearly infected by the bug. One was see-sawing his cock in and out of my mouth, and the other was standing between my legs, his hard cock already starting to drip toxic pre-cum. The two young guys opposite had ceased their play and were silently staring at the unfolding scene with a mixture of wonder and horror. They could see that I was in trouble. With the stranger’s dick in my mouth I couldn’t do much more than utter moans which could have meant anything. I gazed at them with mute appeal. Could they possibly save me from this situation? With relief I saw that one of them jumped up and hurriedly left the steam room. Help would be here soon, I thought, until he suddenly returned alone. He had gone to retrieve his phone so that he could capture the events on video. Despite my fears, I was also consumed by sexual need. These two men had seduced me, with hardly a word being spoken, and now I was teetering on the verge of the unthinkable. I looked up. The first guy smiled reassuringly. I could tell from his unwavering expression that there was no chance of stopping them. Some part of me had already surrendered to their will. It was simply understood that I was going to bottom for them. Here and now, with the other two as witnesses. The taller of the two gaunt men began to nudge into me with his cock. “Uh-uh!” said the shorter man. “Today, I go first!” With that, he changed places with his friend. As he entered me, my toes began to flex and curl as the flash from the phone camera lit up the room.

I've been struggling with how to write this next part because it is a progression of increasingly bareback sex, but all with random partners I met on the a4a, grindr and CL. I am going to combine them into two sections, before Michael and after Michael, my next boyfriend. This is only going to be a portion of the dozens of guys I actually hooked up with online over the years, but a good snapshot at how I was totally giving in to bareback sex. At this point in my story, I was 26-27 and I had been trying to use condoms regularly and failing for years. You've read how the need for bare cock and cum was increasing. Ever since John said I was too slutty to date, I was more and more berating myself and saying that I needed to be a "good boy" or I wouldn't find a boyfriend who'd want to be with me if I was too slutty. Besides the guys I met at John's party, I wasn't fucking anyone. I'd meet guys at bars and parties and go home with them and mostly just do mutual oral and play around a lot. I had fun, but not getting fucked was starting to cause and urge. I was online one night chatting with a few guys. I rarely met guys online because I was afraid I'd meet a stalker or a killer or something. It was much safer to meet them in public right? LOL. One night I was really horny and it was getting late and I was edging, watching porn, and chatting. I was chatting with this one dude who was kinda attractive, shorter than me, blonde, but disproportionately large eyes which kept him from being hot. He had an average cock (had unlocked that pic), liked getting his ass eaten, loved to give head, and was a total top. He lived a bit away from me, but I was really horny. He lived closer to downtown than me in a highrise building. I really wanted to have sex, but parking was going to be a bitch. He said he had a garage, but didn't want to give me a "guest passes" because he could only buy a limited number each month. My cock was rock hard because I'd been edging and I couldn't believe I say it; but I said, "If I let you fuck me bareback will you give me a parking pass." Of course his answer was yes. I was in flip flops, running shorts (no underwear) and a tank top and there in less than 10 minutes. He grabbed my semi hard cock as soon as I walked in the door and we started making out. In less than a minute, I was sitting on his couch, naked, with him sucking my cock. Online had never been my thing, but this was hot. After a while, he said lets go to my bedroom. He got naked, we made out some and he told me to eat his ass. I did. He had a nice smooth ass and it made me wonder if he really was a "total top." I ate him for about 10 minutes and his cock was so hard he said he had to fuck me or he'd cum. I bent over his bed and said, "Fuck it's going to be so hot to bareback your hot ass." He asked one last time if it was ok and I said fuck yes. He then lubed my ass and his cock up and slid inside my ass. It hurt at first, but like I said he had an average cock so the pain was only there for a few seconds. He fucked me really well and jerked my cock. He wasn't going to last long, so I asked him to put lube on my cock so we could cum together. Within a few minutes he said, I'm going to cum and shot his load in my ass. I came a just after and he caught my cum and licked it off his hand. I used the bathroom to get cleaned up, put on my clothes, got the parking pass, and left. The parking attendants must've known what I'd just done, but I didn't care. Less than a week later, I was online again and chatting. There was a hot marine a few miles away in an apartment building. He was normally very much a bottom and was a bit older than me - mid to late 30s. We'd been chatting some and he eventually asked about fucking bareback. I said I had fucked bareback and he said, "If you let me bareback you I'll fuck you." I said yes and was at his house fast in what was now becoming my online hookup outfit, tank top, running shorts (no underwear), and flip flops. I got there and his roommate let me in the outer door as she was leaving. He was talking on the phone when I got upstairs. He motioned for me to sit on the couch and kept talking. He was talking to someone about tests and studying, track team, stuff like that. I was like, "What the fuck is all this." He grabs me a beer and rubs my cock as he is talking. He sits next to me on the couch and I'm not kidding, he says to the guy on the phone (his son), "Make sure you use a condom." I was floored and almost burst out laughing. Here was this regular marine bottom dude who was only willing to fuck me if I let him do it bareback telling his kid about using condoms. He got off the phone and we made out and he got me naked. He took off his shirt and we went into his room. He had floor length mirror closet doors. I got to watch myself as this dude dropped his shorts, lubed his cock, slid it in my ass and fucked me until he came in my ass. I fucking loved watching myself get fucked in the mirror. We cleaned up after he sucked me off and swallowed my load and said maybe next time we can flip. I was like sure, but that never happened. LOL. Another night, it was late, like 2 am and I wasn't drunk but had been drinking. I was chatting with these two Latino guys who both had 8.5"cocks. They were not that attractive, but their cocks were amazing. The guys lived a while away and I decided fuck it, I'll drive. They were very clear about wanting to fuck bareback. I was like, sure. At this point I was almost always getting fucked bareback by my online hookups. I got to their apartment in my hookup outfit - tank top, shorts (no underwear) and flip flops. We got right down to it because the one guy didn't speak English that well and the other guy had to translate. I slipped out of my clothes and got on their bed. The thinner guy got behind me and started eating my ass right away. The chubbier guy got on the bed and stuck his cock in my face. I sucked it. After a few minutes, the thinner guy grabbed a basket of lube and condoms. I realized at this point that the chubbier guy had been the only one chatting with me and the thinner guy didn't know I'd agreed to get fucked bareback. He took out a condom and I said, "You don't need that." The guy asked if I was sure and I said yes. So he lubed up and fucked me. His cock was a lot bigger than anything I'd taken recently so it took a minute for me to adjust. He slid in and out of my ass so well, I was moaning around the cock I was sucking. He starting fucking me harder and I was in fucking heaven. I could see myself spitroasted in their mirror above the dresser and I was so hard. When I'd come up for air, I'd look over at myself being a total slut and was loving it. One of these times, the thinner guy abruptly stopped fucking me and I realized my ass warm. He'd shot in my ass without telling me. He pulled out, went to the bathroom and I heard the shower start. The chubbier guy slid down the bed and I'd been sucking his cock so it was wet. I sat on his fat cock and slid right down thanks to my spit and the cum already in my ass. I rode him for a few minutes and he said get on all fours so I can cum. I got on all fours and the chubbier guy starting ramming my ass. I was so open my this point that I just put my head down on the bed and let him rail me. He roared as he came up my ass. He had been jerking my cock but the pounding my ass was taking got all my attention. As he came I felt so awesome and he jerked my cock one more time and I shot all over their bed. A few minutes later, I was out of their place and driving back to my apartment. That fuck was awesome and I could feel their cum running out of my ass as I drove. So hot. More to come.....

Ari and I had been together for about a year. We met at a local gay club on 'studs in suds' night, which is where all guys are expected to show up wearing only undies and an under shirt, (or less), to party and dance in a dance club full of soapy suds. We were both in our early 20's, drunk, covered in soap and nearly naked, so it wasn't all that unexpected when we ran across each other, even given the size of the crowd. Over the year since we have enjoyed a growing love for each other, while still being able to enjoy outside fun. We agreed upon certain rules, however: we would only play with others while we were together, only play safe with others, always tell the other if we were flirting with someone else, whether online or in person. What I hadn't told Ari is that I love poz play. i have tried to get him to play bare with a few of our random hookups but it never panned out. Online I talked with guys almost daily about taking poz cum or watching it get shot into my boyfriend's vers hole. I want to be pozzed so badly but Ari would never approve, unless it was his idea, (even if he didn't realize as much).

On my way out of town stopped by local gay complex in St Petersburg FL for a quick cruise before hitting the road for a work trip. Was early but spotted a guy cruising, we chatted but he was a local too so he didn't have a room. This guy is beefy with huge arms and chest and I can tell by his shorts he is camando. He suggested a rest area nearby that has a beach where guys cruise. We park and walk down the beach to a wooden area. He pulls off his shirt and drops his shorts around his ankles, i drop and start to suck his thick cock. He is rock hard instantly and spins me around and starts eating my ass. I am holding onto a tree as he works my hole good with his tongue preparing it for his entry. After he has got me nice and wet he stands up and inserts his cock in my hole and starts ramming me good. He is pounding me so hard i am holding onto to the tree to keep from falling, soon he lets out a very loud grunt and starts to yell loudly with the sound only made when cumming. If anyone is around am sure they heard it. After he unloads i reach between my legs and feel his cock still inside me but my hole is dripping with his load. He pulls out, pants up and we walk out of wooded area to our cars. Have a bit of small talk about our relationship status and both of us head south for work. Great way to start a week!

I was at the office today and really bored so I thought i would go on bbrt and i found a top who was very nearby and wanted a pig to take his load before meeting his friends. The only problem was he could not have guests and I was at the office. We tried to figure out and it became complicated but I was so horny for cock and cum. I decided to take the plunge and ask him to come to the office but told him I would meet him in front and we would need to fuck in the bathroom (which is never used on the weekends). He said sure. He came over and was hotter than I thought - we went to the bathroom I sat on the toilet and sucked him till he got hard. He then commanded me to turn around and spat on my hole. He shoved his very thick cock inside me and pounded me until her shot while i was bent over holding onto the toilet. He zipped up and left I pulled up my pants and went back to my desk feeling his load wet on my pants and oozing out from my hole.

Next part?? LOL! That was the END. I thought that what made this tale hot was the silent seduction. Progressing from thinking, "uh-oh!" to the point where he realizes he's going to, OMG!, bottom for them willingly. We all know what comes next...all that fucking and sucking and pozzing that is much, much hotter if left to the imagination! Glad you liked it!

Thank you for saying this. Not nearly enough men have the balls to actually do it. I hate making those phone calls, but I do it. We need to take care of each other.

Part 3: Closer Sorry it's been a while on the update here. Eric had finals last week. And then things started getting very interesting. Needless to say, I signed the contract last week, and I added a note to it "sorry for cumming on it" after I signed it. I slid it underneath his door and anxiously awaited. A few days later, I received a package in the mail. The return address was left blank. I wasn't sure what to expect. As I opened it up, it was obvious who it came from. It was a white cock-shaped dildo. I'd guess around 8 inches in length and somewhat thick. And, at the base of the dildo cock in magic marker, the handwritten word "POZ" appeared. A bottle of KY was included in the package. And a note. It took me a few moments to process what I was looking at. I definitely wasn't expecting this. The note read "Use this dildo to practice taking poz cock. Mine is longer and thicker, but this will be good practice. While you fuck yourself with this dildo, remind yourself that you are being fucked by a poz cock. Text me a picture of it inside your ass so I know you are still serious. And I will give it to you soon." I didn't waste any time at all. I never used a dildo on myself before. It just felt weird. I applied lots of lube to my hole and the dildo and started forcing it into me. I paused for a moment as I noticed the "POZ" lettering at the base. And then I did as instructed. I imagined being fucked by Eric's poz cock. I could have cum in a few seconds, but then remembered I had to take a picture. I was only able to get the tip of the dildo near my hole as I took the picture. I made sure that the POZ lettering was clearly legible. I wanted him to see the evidence of my willingness to take his cock. After snapping the pic, I worked the dildo inside of me and imagined the pozzing that awaited me. Within a few minutes, I shot my load all over my stomach and chest. Even though I just came, I was still turned out which was rare for me. I texted Eric the picture and texted a few words with the pic. "I want ur poz cock in me so fucking bad!" And then I waited for what seemed to be an eternity. It took Eric a day reply to my text. I've never been so eager for a hookup. What was this spell he had over me? I didn't care. I wanted him. And that's all that mattered. His response once again wasn't what I expected. It read "My viral load is very high. One fuck should do the trick."

Part X As I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and took a sip, I could hear more groans coming from the living room. I was always proud of myself when I was able to keep Drew from almost immediately rebounding from the sheer punishment he had learned to crave. Normally he would already be begging for more, but I could tell that having to hold in his orgasm while he had been so close to the edge had sapped a lot of energy from him. I filed away that information so I could create even more grueling sessions for him next time, but for now at least he had earned his reward. As I stood in front of the open fridge I could feel the heat and sweat pulled from my body by the cold air. I felt the coat of fluids on my cock and balls drying out and enjoyed the buzz of satisfaction from having savaged and injected two holes tonight. Unlike the fuck machine moaning on my living room floor, I needed a little downtime before I would be ready to go again. I had prepared for the long weekend ahead of me, but I knew I had to pace myself so I could remain in control, especially when I was breaking in a new fuck toy like the slab of meat passed out upstairs. After a minute I closed the fridge and walked back out to the living room. Drew was still lying on his back, but was trying to remove the shirt tangled around his arms and neck. I loved the sight of his compact and muscular upper body as he twisted his limbs to finally free himself, like a magician trying to escape from a straight jacket. He was also kicking his legs to try and get off the clumped jeans that had been my impromptu restraints as I savaged his hole. Our sweat had soaked through his clothing, making it stick to his skin as he tried to pull them from his overheated body. His still throbbing cock had left a trail of slime past his belly button and across his abs as his whole body flexed. I could tell from experience that he was still very close to the edge. Once his cock had been roused it wouldn’t go down until he had shot his poisoned load. Whenever I would deny Drew, it would shake and flex in desperation to get release. I considered it my personal mission to make that its natural state. Finally, as he pulled the ruined shirt over his head and kicked the jeans off his feet, he collapsed back down onto the floor, finally nude and coated in fluids. I knew that even laying still his battered hole and prostate would be throbbing in tune with the pulse flowing through his cock, sending aching signals up to his rewired brain. When he finally opened his eyes and focused on me, I could see the disbelief at how collected and composed I was compared to the state he was in. As I smirked at his amazement, his eyes were once more drawn down to my deflated cock which had slightly hardened from watching his toned body twist and contort. I could see the hunger in his eyes, but knew I was in no state at the moment to satisfy it. Snapping my fingers, his beautiful blue eyes quickly shot back up to my face as the last of the fog cleared from his brain. “I thought I told you to go upstairs, unless of course you aren’t interested in meeting my new cum slut.” An involuntary flex of his cock caused a fresh bead of precum to squeeze out of his slit as his breathing increased and his eyes quickly turned back to the stairs. As I strode past him he quickly got up and followed me up the stairs to the bedroom. I entered the room and found my muscle stud sprawled across the bed just as I had left him, still passed out from the torture and ecstasy he had endured earlier. The only difference was that during the time I had spent downstairs teaching Drew a lesson, the drugs had time to take full effect, and his overworked cock had been forced back into a painfully hard erection. The contrast between his throbbing cock and his limp body exposed the truth of how easily he had been conquered. Both Drew and I knew that his insatiable dick was the cause of his downfall, and that we would continue to hijack it to completely break the rest of his body and mind. I sat down in a chair facing the bed and began to nurse the cold beer I had brought. After taking a swig, I quietly nodded to Drew and gave him silent permission to finally have his turn with my latest prey. Drew approached the bed and drank in the sight of the stud passed out on it. I could tell that Drew approved as another flex of his groin caused his shaft to bob in the air. Even more precum joined the rest of the slick coat that covered his huge pole and dripped over his balls. He slowly climbed onto the bed, spreading his weight out between his hands and legs, and stalked towards his exhausted prey. He almost looked like a spider traveling across his web, perfectly placing his limbs on the invisible strands and leaving his victim completely unaware of his approach. Once he was behind him, he reached past the unconscious hunk and took one of my pillows. I watched as he pulled off the pillow case and tossed the cushion off the bed. Drew grasped the wrists of my slut and gently pulled them behind his massive torso to the small of his back. He took the soft fabric and slowly but firmly bound his wrists, giving a final sharp tug to make sure the bonds were coiled tight. Normally my new fucktoy would have been able to easily shred his way out of these restraints, but I knew the agony of the long hours when I had battered and abused his body in the basement while all his bulk hung unnaturally on his twisted limbs meant that now he would be as feeble as sacrificial lamb in the hands of Drew. Even though he was still out cold, the sore aches covering his body felt every small strain Drew made preparing him for his feast and caused more deep moans of pain. Drew eased the stud over onto his back with this arms now firmly trapped beneath his body. I could hear Drew beginning to breathe harder and harder while his nostrils flared like a bull preparing to gore his prize. It had been over a month since I had let him fuck anyone, that whole time spent surrounded everyday by over a dozen other hard and brawny firefighters all working, sleeping, playing, sweating and showering together, making Drew frenzied with unfulfilled desire of all the pure testosterone around him. Letting his beautiful cock go untouched for so long seemed like a crime against nature, but I knew that it only intensified his need to plunge deep inside a quivering, unwilling hole and pump load after load of his dirty seed inside. Once Drew was crouched between his legs, he slowly grabbed the bikers’ ankles and began to push them up into the air. Still motionless on his back and unaware of the new danger, my biker began to groan even more as futile warnings of pain tried to force their way into his brain. But they were still too weak to penetrate his complete exhaustion. With slow inevitability, Drew maneuvered his prey until his ankles were resting gently over Drew's shoulders. Drew pressed his hands behind the knees and began to fold the legs back down until his prey was folded completely in half, with his feet dangling straight up above him in the air and his ass lifted completely off the bed. The bikers stiff cock was now pointing down across his compressed stomach to the bottom of his chest and aimed towards his face, and I had to smile at the sight. I could imagine how many holes that massive rod had forced its way into and dumped shot after shot of boiling cum, only to end up throbbing totally useless across his broken body in complete neglect. As his ruined hole became completely exposed, I could still see a ring of my dirty seed oozing past the red and inflamed lips that were just barely managing to stay closed. I heard Drew draw in a sharp breath as he finally saw his prize and his own huge cock throbbed even harder with desire. Rising slowly off of his knees on to the balls of his feet, Drew leaned over his prey and maneuvered his huge cock until it was directly over the battered hole. He moved steadily until the head of his cock was gently kissing the lips of his prey’s ass, smearing the outside of the battered hole in a fresh glaze of loaded precum. He froze, his body locked in position straight as a board, with all of his body weight balanced between the hands holding his prey’s legs behind the knees and the balls of his feet extended out behind him. He remained motionless, savoring the conquest that his prey had absolutely no way of stopping the brutal mauling he was about to endure. I could see his shaft throb in desperation to have anything stimulate it and push it over the edge to his long denied orgasm. Suddenly, his entire body seemed to tense and flex like an unleashed bow, and he slammed down his 10 inches of steel, burying it to the hilt as his bare balls slapped against the violated hole. I saw the limp body below him shudder from the force of the impact traveled through him like an unstoppable wave and grind his shoulders into the mattress. Drew's bloated cock ripped into the defenseless ass and only the fact that he was unconscious saved his tortured ring from being torn open. The slick coat of precum on his cock mixed with my venom that was already smeared inside him and let him plunge deeper and wider than I had ever been able to go. As Drew's pelvis slammed into his prey, the slut's eyes shot open and his mouth gaped with a silent scream, unable to breathe from the avalanche of agony that crashed through him and caused every muscle in his body to spasm as if he had been hit by a bolt of lightning. His pain clouded eyes locked onto Drew's that were staring down mercilessly at him only inches above his face. From my vantage point I watched his ruined ring spasm around Drew's buried shaft like a dying animal trying to escape from the fang sunk deep into his flesh. As if jerked from a string, I saw both of the orbs in Drew's sack yank up against the base of his shaft and a torrid of toxic cum blasted from his balls. Drew's own ruined asshole began to convulse over and over, pushing out a fresh stream of blood and dirty cum past his ring. His massive cock pulsed with the same rapid beat, stretching and flexing with each jet of boiling venom injected deep inside his prey. Drew grunted over and over as he poisoned the broken demi-god beneath him while riding a wave of ecstasy. After over a dozen shots had been pumped and flooded past his still trembling ring, my cumdump finally took a shuddering wheeze and began to try and thrash away from Drew. But even in the throws of pure pleasure, Drew fingers dug deep into his huge legs, keeping a grip as firm as iron as all of his weight pressed down and held him bent in half. The already ruined muscles of the biker turned what would have been a titanic battle of perfect studs into a sack of quivering flesh beneath Drew's rigid and sweaty body. The futile spasms weakened by the second under Drew's unflinching stare as he seemed to mesmerize his prey with those hard blue eyes. Finally, everything was still and time seemed to stretch as Drew's cruel and handsome face was burned into the new poz cumslut's exhausted and broken mind. True to form, Drew's rod had remained as stiff as steel even as it bathed inside a pool of pure heat in the ruined hole. Then, Drew began to slowly pull his hips back into the air, and from the depths of my bikers body his cock slowly slid out like a branch being pulled from thick mud. The taunt ring of the biker's ass was dragged up like a tent on his pole from the friction of flesh on flesh. I saw his red and puffy ring ripple and dance over each engorged vein on Drew's dick as it relentlessly rose from the depths of his cunt, sucking up a fresh coat of filthy cum along with it. On and on the shaft seemed to rise, and I began to wonder how Drew had plunged all of it so deep inside his body. At last, the bottom of Drew's swollen glands ground up against the inside of his sphincter, and with a jolt like an anchor catching on a reef Drew's massive cock jerked to a stop. After making his whore whimper in terrible anticipation, Drew's cock plunged back down to the hilt, meeting no resistance from my biker's submitting hole as his balls made a wet slap against the bloody cum forced out around his plunging shaft, only to rise back up and then plunge over and over again to the music of pain-laced squeals. I settled back to enjoy the rest of the show as a trickle of blood began to pump back into my well used cock. Note: Definitely looking like it's going to take more than one extra chapter. Lucky you guys.

First, my deepest apologies for keeping you guys waiting. I can't believe it's almost been a year. I know I promised to write a chapter everyday until I was finished with the story, but I had no idea how long this was going to end up being, and this was my first story I had ever written and I had no idea what I was getting myself into. With just my current entries, I am already at 29 pages of single spaced 11 sized text on my Word document and still not finished. Honestly, I am amazed I pumped out as much as I did at the time. Second, while this story potentially wraps up in the last chapter, I always envisioned a final chapter to wrap things up in a more conclusive way. The trouble with writing a story as a stream of consiousness is that when you run out of steam, you get lazy and move on. I just finished re-reading and proof-reading my original document, and while I cannot go back and edit in my corrections, I do feel like I owe you guys the proper ending to this story. I'm going to be busy this weekend, but I wanted you to know I'm at least back at the keyboard. Also, there is another reason I wanted to finish this story now. I think you guys should be rewarded for your patience, and I think I know the best way to do it. It doesn't make sense to start on your next inspiration unless you have finished your old one. =)

At this point, the biggest thing a bottom could do to increase my pleasure is let me whore him out in a bathhouse or gang-bang situation... slip a blindfold on him, stick his ass in the air, and let any dick in the place go up his ass while I orchestrate the scene and feed him poppers to keep him going. Really into taking away all control from a man and turning him into a cum whore existing only for my (and other men's) pleasure. Want to apply? Hit me up via message.

Part VIII I returned to my bedroom and put down the glass of water next to the bed. I soaked in the sight of his abused and limp body as he lay passed out and completely at my mercy. He was still coated in a mix of dried cum and sweat from when he collapsed to the floor of the basement. I knew that the hours spent hanging in the chains had been the hardest and most painful experience his body had ever endured, and that his aching muscles would be easily overpowered all night. The viagra had finally worn off after the hours of torture and multiple orgasms, leaving his denuded cock flaccid. I reached over and wrapped my fist around his shaft and gave a few hard squeezes to see if it would stir. A moan forced its way through his unconscious state, but still his defeated cock remained soft. I knew I would have to fix that since his night had just begun. My helper was on the way to begin the next part of his descent into a dick starving cum whore. Picking the water back up from next to the bed, I dropped in the powder of a crushed Viagra pill and stirred until it dissolved. I knew he was dehydrated and needed more than one drink, but I wanted to make sure I didn’t revive him too much so he would stay on the edge of exhaustion. I wanted his body feeble and his mind weak to the sensations that would bombard him. I had ground down the apex predator, and now had to build a true poz cockhound out of the raw materials. Propping up his head, I began to slowly drip water into his mouth. Even dead to the world, his desperate body immediately drank everything that was given to it. After five minutes of patiently feeding him more water and drugs, he finally consumed all of the glass. As I dropped his head back unto the bed, I noticed a faint pulse appear in the veins lining his shaft. I knew he would need to time to warm up, but I was in no rush to begin the next stage before he was completely ready. With almost perfect timing, I head a strong knock on my front door, and knew my helper had arrived. Still nude and covered in dried sweat and fluids, I went back downstairs to allow my guest inside. As I confidently pulled open the door, I saw a very familiar face. Drew was special for a few reasons. Out of all the demigods I had lured into my trap and consumed, Drew’s name had the honor of being tattooed as the first of my list. He was the same height as me, but had a beautiful tan that made him a bronzed brown. Some people looked horrible with a tan, but Drew’s tan made him a worthy of a statue. He had dark brown hair that was buzzed short, and blending invisibly into his hair was a trimmed beard across his jaw. He also shaved his neck up to the jaw ridge, making his powerful muscles and tendons stand out like steel cables on a suspension bridge. But behind the dark skin, brown hair, and beautiful face was his most striking feature. His deep blue eyes stood in stark contrast to all the dark skin and hair, and many times I found myself getting sucked into them and the raw hunger I had planted in them. I always did have a weak spot for blue eyes. I grabbed onto Drew’s shirt and pulled him into the hallway. He didn’t resist as I pushed him against the wall and forced my tongue deep inside his mouth while I kicked the front door shut with a bang. He kept his arms flat against the wall as my hands roamed his chest, pulling and kneading his sensitive nipples and ridges of muscles. As I pressed hard against him I could feel his body squirm with pleasure as he was manhandled, and I could already feel blood quickly pumping into his hardening cock. Drew was a firefighter on the local force, and I made sure he kept his body in peak condition. Underneath his tight shirt there was the lightest dusting brown hair across his chest, and also on his lower arms and legs. I always made sure that his cock and ass was as bare as I had made my prey earlier in the evening. Drew was the young playboy of the fire department before I had run into him. He had scored more pussy than most firefighters did, and with his sweet innocence and gorgeous looks he never had to take anything by force. He would boast to his macho colleagues about all the pussy he would get, but privately was just as happy riding all the willing men he could find. Drew was a slave to his cock, and would put it anywhere to get off, which he did often. It was his pure lust which had made it so easy for me to lure him into my trap, as his naivety and sex drive had made him totally oblivious to any danger he might face. As we both finally started running out of breath from the continuous assault on his mouth, I finally pulled back and grabbed him around the jaw. Pushing his head back until it banged against the wall, his eyes were still locked to mine as he looked down his raised face. I dragged my other hand down the ridges of his abdomen and slid it inside his pants. I latched onto the base of his cock and clenched my fist hard. His cock was barely shorter than the biker’s rod upstairs and it was just as thick. But on his slightly smaller frame, his bare dick looked monstrous in comparison. I couldn’t imagine how many pussies and asses his cock had pried open before it became mine. It felt like a hot steel pipe in my hands and I continued to try and squeeze the blood back out of his shaft, to no avail. A high pitched whine escaped from him as he heaved in more air, and I saw him keep looking at me with a painful hunger he was desperate to satisfy. The harder I squeezed, the more his body would squirm across the wall, locked in place at his jaw and his cock. I smiled as I saw that despite his raw need, his powerful arms remained pressed against the wall even as his fingers tried to dig into the hard wall. I knew that all my training had paid off, and he realized that with my willpower I was capable of giving him far greater pleasure than he was able to give himself. I kept him pinned there for a minute before I finally spoke. “I have a new toy for you in my room. I just broke him in tonight.” His eyes darted to the stairs, and I felt the pressure build in his urethra as it filled with precum. Still holding tight, I dragged my first down his throbbing shaft to his glans, and knew that a pulse of hot sap was forced out of his slit. His eyes quickly came back to me as the sensations from his cock flooded into his sex-charged brain. Relaxing my grip, I slowly glided my hand back down to the root, and once more clenched it in a steel vise. Another moan escaped from his lungs as again I dragged my clenched first all the way down, and yet another wave of precum was forced from his cock. “I’m thinking about letting you play with my new toy, but I’m not sure you’ve earned the right yet.” Again and again I milked his thumping rod, and soon everything in his constricted pants was coated with hot and slippery precum. His hands were clenched into fists, and his knees were beginning to get weak and tremble from desire. As more and more pressure built around his jaw from my unmoving hand, his moans were becoming louder. “Please!” he whispered, unable to withstand the torture anymore. With anyone else I would have punished them for breaking so soon, but I knew that as I stared into those deep blue eyes I was more vulnerable to him than he knew. His pure desire always infected me and wore down my usual resolve. “Alright, I’ll give him to you. But first, you are going to clean me up.” I dragged my hand from the root of his cock all the way up his glistening cock. As I pulled my hand out of his pants, more and more precum collected on my fist, and his shaft was forced and bent through the tight spaces in his jeans. Finally my hand broke free, and a third of his shaft was pulled straight up above the waistline of his pants and exposed to the cool air. I knew the pressure of his huge cock was distending the material and pinning his throbbing shaft in place. Every small movement would cause a wave of pleasure to flow down his trapped cock, and more and more precum continued to pulse out of his exposed cockhead and dribble down to his soaking jeans and shirt. I took my hand and lifted it up to his mouth, and then instructed, “Get to work.” His head lunged forward and his tongue and lips bathed my fingers as he licked at his own juices like a starving dog. Making quick work of my hand, I pulled my hand away from his suctioning mouth and headed towards the couch. I had been exerting myself for hours, and there was a lot more he needed to clean up before I would let him get to the prize.

Part VII My dick slid over his sphincter and buried itself in his crack. Leaving a trail of slime as I pushed forward, my pelvis finally connected with his clenching cheeks. I stopped and let his powerful glutes massage my rod, pushing more precum out of my head to drip down into his trench. I knew he would need all the lube he could get. I wanted to tire out his tightly clenched ass muscles as they tried to force the invading rod away from his twitching hole. Soon my precum was coating his entire crack, and I heard him give out a moan of fear when the first rivulet of my sap dripped all the way down and across his orifice. All the muscles in his back and legs flexed as he gave one final attempt of sealing any access to his untouched hole. I laughed as this just squeezed even more juice out of my encased dick, channeling it directly down his crevice and turning the trickle of precum coating his hole into a steady flow. After a minute of his desperate defense, he took a deep shuddering breath and collapsed back into his bindings. I felt the muscles in his ass spasming from the constant exertion, and began to slowly slip my slime coated dick back and forth across his exposed hole. I reached over to the chair, and picked up bottle of poppers I had left there. Uncorking the lid, I continued to grind back and forth as I reached forward to grab his hair with one hand. Steadily pulling until his back was arched and his face was pointing at the ceiling, I pushed the bottle under a nostril and said, “This will help loosen your ass mucles so that I don’t rip you open while I fuck you. You’re going to be tight enough as it is, and with all the precum coating you I think a bleeding hole is the last thing you need if you don’t want to turn poz tonight.” After hesitating for a moment, he finally snorted a deep whiff of the poppers. I switched to the other nostril and he repeatedly took heavy drags. I could see the drugs quickly penetrate his system, and the twitching muscles in his ass relaxed. Keeping a hold of his wet hair, I slowly pulled my hips away from him, and I felt the head of my dick slide down his loosing trench further and further. When it finally hovered directly over his now still sphincter, I stopped pulling back my hips and began to slowly ease forward. Pushing between the mounds of exhausted muscles and aided by the coat of personal lube, my cock sank deeper until finally landing directly on his tight hole like a bullseye. As my oozing glans connected to his defenseless portal, he was pulled out of his glazed state and realized that soon he would be fucked and ridden like all the bitches he had broken in. Anticipating his horror, I quickly jammed the bottle back under his nose and commanded, “Breathe!” As he started hyperventilating, more and more poppers rushed into his system and he sank back into his chemically induced buzz. Putting the bottle down, I used both of my hands to firmly grab his broad shoulders. I leaned forward over his bound frame, with my cock poised like a battering ram. Letting gravity take hold, I began to ease my hips forward as pressure built on his tight asshole. With agonizing slowness, I felt the ring of his sphincter stretch further and further as more weight began to build behind my digging cock. He moaned through the drugs and the gag, tossing his head, but he could not escape from the inevitable strain building on his last barrier of manhood. I felt his ring peeling back around my cockhead as more precum kept dripping out of my slit and helped ease me deeper and deeper. Finally, I felt the skin of his ring go taunt, and the head of my cock balanced between the stressed muscles around his virgin hole and the lining of his rectum that seemed to burn with heat. Then, like an opening fissure, I felt my cock slide past his ring and push deep into his chute. When my burrowing head slid into a wall, he yelped and his ass involuntarily clamped shut around my shaft. I gasped with pleasure, and I felt pulse after pulse of precum massaged out by the twitching pressure and start to glaze his channel. I held still and tried not to cum as each powerful clench milked my dick over and over. Once I was back from the brink and his ring had begun to adjust to being stretched and penetrated, I gently pushed forward to work the rest of my dick in. I slowly rotated my hips around, probing the walls of his rectum to find the path of least resistance. I paused every time his ring convulsed in pain, and pulled his head back to give him another draft of poppers. Each time I stopped, his contractions got weaker and weaker from exhaustion and the drugs. After patiently working my way deep inside him, I finally felt the hilt of my cock grind itself into his sphincter and my balls go flush against his skin. I flexed my cock inside him, and felt his muscles trembling in defeat. I pressed down on the small of his back, and felt his insides re-arrange around my cock as he was forced to arch his back. I leaned forward and said, “I’m buried inside you now. It’s time to see if you get to leave here clean tonight. Let’s see if you cum first like the cock hungry slut you really are.” Slowly I began pulling back my hips. I watched the flesh of his ring was pulled out with my receding shaft. It then dragged along skin as more and more of my cock emerged from his wet hole. When I felt my mushroomed head press against the inside of his sphincter, I halted and began to rock forwards to penetrate him again. Angling my cock to press deeply against his wall, I pushed deliberately against his prostate as I glided back down his slime covered chute. He groaned at the new feeling, and a bead of precum formed at the head of his hard cock. As soon as I bottomed out, I repeated pulling out all but the head and sliding back in. My precum continued to leak into him and soon his insides were plastered with it, causing the friction on my skin to fade away. Keeping a steady rhythm I sluiced in and out of his open hole, and started to glide my hands over his sweating body. Inside his drug addled brain, he was feeling sensations that he had never experienced before. The pain of his stretched sphincter began to slowly recede as his ring started becoming accustomed to being stretched further than it ever had before. The slick shaft sliding past it began to massage the defeated muscles with each thrust, and soon the pain was replaced by a feeling a fullness. The walls of his rectum were overpowered by the unyielding dick and my cock continued to grind against his prostate. With each stroke a wave of strange pleasure would penetrate his brain as more precum was worked out of his untouched cock to drip down to the floor. Combining with that were sensations coming from the rest of his body as I pulled and twisted at his flesh, causing his body to bend away. Each time he would try and squirm away from the pleasure caused by my roaming hands, pain would shoot down the nerves from his bound limbs and spread across his abused body as the toll on him from his unnatural position continued to build with every motion. All of these sensations kept battering away at his mind while I steadily hit him with fresh blasts of poppers. I slowly began to increase the speed of my thrusts, and adjusted my angle of penetration to push harder and harder against his throbbing prostate. Untouched, his massive cock was bouncing with each of his heartbeats, and the foreskin was once again completely pulled back from his painfully hard erection. The beads of precum began to flow in a thick stream as more and more of his sap was squeezed out of his prostate with each thrust. The fear began to build inside him as he felt an orgasm building even though nothing was touching his cock. The feelings he had never experienced before continued to work their way further into mind and trigger his pleasure centers. I watched as a fresh wave of sweat broke out across his body and his moans began to turn into pants. His fear soon transformed into terror as he felt his body approach the brink of the biggest orgasm he had ever had. He knew this was all wrong, that he would never cum from being fucked like all the men he had dominated. How could he be ready to cum without an ass, mouth or hand wrapped around and worshipping his manhood? He focused completely on preventing his hungry cock from bursting, and stopped resisting my manipulations. I smiled as I continued to slide in and out of his now wet and loose hole, and once more started to build up the speed of my thrusts. The warmth of his hole seemed to devour my cock with every stroke, and I felt my own orgasm building deep inside my loaded balls. I managed to maintain control and suppress the building urge while continuing to ply and molest his exposed body. I knew the terror he was feeling would stop him from cumming even as I brought him to the brink each time I battered his prostate. I could see the terror battling the rest of his body, as it sent wave after wave of sensation against his mental defenses. I knew that I was edging him right to the brink as I pummeled his bound body, and that he would be forced to hold himself there through an act of sheer will. Even as his mind was fighting desperately to stay in control, his cock and body were begging for more aching pleasure and stabs of pain, a slave to his biological need to find anything that would give him sweet release. His cock was madly flexing as it sought to touch anything that would set it free as pulse after pulse of precum flowed to the ground. If I had reached my hand around and given him even a single stroke, he would have emptied his balls. But I wanted to complete my conversion of this alpha predator to my begging cumslut. We both lost track of time as I reveled in the sensations coming from my own body as I tortured his with pleasure. After what seemed like an eternity, I realized I would not be able to hold back much longer. I gave him one final whiff of poppers in each nostril, and then wrapped my hands gently around his neck. As I slowly pulled his head back once more, my hands began to gradually get tighter and tighter. I sped up the speed of my thrusts, and felt the involuntary contracting of muscles in his body increase. Soon, my cock was pistoning in and out of his defenseless hole, and the head of my cock was battering into his prostate over and over. As it became harder for him to breathe, I could see his bound limbs flail with the last of his strength, causing even more pain to mix with the frenzied need to cum. His eyes were wide with absolute terror as he gasped harder and harder for air, to no avail. My hands continued to clench as I fought to hold back my own orgasm and completely cut of his lungs from life giving oxygen. Shuddering in place as I battered his body, his eyes rolled back into his head. But then, as the burning need built in his lungs, he felt the terror begin to recede. The fear slid further and further away with each second, until finally the tsunami of mixed pain and pleasure breached his broken mind and triggered the strongest orgasm of his life. The muscles in his sphincter locked around my shaft, and I repeatedly buried it deep into his palpitating prostate. With each of my thrusts, a jet of cum shot out of his cock and splattered on the ground. I drove my cock past his quivering ring over and over, as he shot the last clean load he would ever shoot. As the burning smell of the ropes of cum pouring out of his massive cock reached my nose, I yanked my throbbing dick out and poised it over his raw hole. It trembled to be released, and I groaned as I looked down at the man I had just broken. I saw diminishing pulses of cum flowing out of his cock in a strand to the floor while his perfect body was covered in a thick sheen of sweat. His muscles trembled from the power of the orgasm and the complete lack of air as kept my hands locked around his neck. I looked at his perfection as the life slowly oozed out of him, and suddenly an image entered my mind. I saw a scorpion holding down its quivering prey, held helpless and immobile in its claws. I saw the stinger poised above, waiting to strike. I saw the venomous barb lunge forward with lightning speed, as strike after strike of venom stab into the exposed flesh. I felt my balls unload as I lunged forward and stabbed my poisoned cock deep inside him, tearing past his clenched ring. I slammed into his battered prostate as a jet of my burning venom flooded his ass, causing a fresh blast of cum to shoot out of his dick as another orgasm of pain and pleasure flooded through his body. Again and again I ripped my barb out of his hole, and plunged it back in deep with each shot. With my final blast, I buried my cock completely in his hole, and released his throat. His limp body collapsed against the chains as he heaved and shuddered to breathe again. I stood still as I felt waves of ecstasy course through me while infected cum coated his raw insides, and the last dregs of my dirty seed were squeezed out of my slit. I savored the stink of our sweat and cum as it permeated the room. After slowly regaining a sense of time, I stepped back and looked down at my prey. I remembered the apex predator that had stalked into my house and dominated me like a demigod. I compared it to the groaning figure of contorted muscles covered in sweat as he hung helpless before me, with my poisoned cum oozing out of his gaping and bleeding ass. I saw the streaks of cum splattered on the floor and a final strand dangling down from his bloated cock. Flowing past his gag and down from his head, a string of spit trailed down to the ground. I knew that the apex predator had died in this room tonight, and that the poz cumslut I had bred in his place was taking his first painful breathes. I imagined my venom already pumping through his body, slowly eating him alive as it converted him. I could see it invading the temple of his body that he had spent years building to perfection, and despoiling every inch of him. I knew that for the rest of his life he would beg to have the cum fucked out of him, that every time he shot a load out of his neglected cock, only my venom would pump out and give him the ultimate pleasure. I reached down and dragged my finger across the head of his still steel hard cock, collecting the strand of cum hanging from it. Taking the last pure thing that would ever come from his body, I stuck my finger in my mouth and devoured his seed. I felt my cock twitch with renewed energy and return to full mast. As I savored his taste, I stepped forward and eased my cum and blood streaked cock back into his raw hole. A fresh wave of my warm juices repainted my plunging cock, and his battered sphincter didn’t even twitch as I plowed deeper into him until my balls slapped against his oozing hole. While he moaned, I reached down towards his head and removed the gag from his mouth. Again grabbing a fistful of his hair, I pulled his head up from the floor until his glazed eyes were facing the wall. Tilting forward as I ground against the walls of his rectum, I felt my chest connect and stick to his sweaty back. I kept leaning until my mouth reached his ear and said, “They always cum first.” He closed his eyes in surrender. I let go of his hair and watched his body fall loose in his chains in complete defeat. I began to thrust deep inside him, and ravaged the muscles and skin in his torso and bound limbs. Exhausted and in shock, he hung limp as I pummeled his body again and again, forcing air out of his lungs with each bottoming thrust. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh mixed with groans of pleasure and pain as the night went on and on. I poured a constant stream of verbal abuse into his jumbled head while mercilessly digging his asshole wider. I battered his powerless prostate relentlessly. Each time his untouched cock would vomit out another load of cum onto the floor, I would plant more venom deeper into his hole and then continue to fuck him even harder than before. After draining 3 more loads from his now shrunken cock, I dumped my final load inside his gaping hole and took him down from the chains. He collapsed into the puddles of cum and sweat on the floor, passing out from sheer exhaustion. Tossing him over my shoulder, I took his ruined body up the stairs and dropped him like a ragdoll onto my bed. Leaving him in the room, I returned naked to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of cool, clear water. After drinking two glasses, I picked up my cellphone and sent off a text. Refilling my glass again, I smiled as I headed back up the stairs. I had consumed the predator that had entered my web. But the weekend was young, and now it was time to build up my poz muscle fucktoy in its wake. I also knew I would have plenty of help. Yes, I was definitely enjoying myself this weekend.

There used to be two bathhouses in the place I live. One was known for the older crowd (and still exists), the other was visited by younger guys (but burned down). I usually went to the sauna were there were a lot of daddies, but I wanted to see what the other bathhouse was like too. I went to the bathhouse after work and arrived pretty late. There were a lot of twenty- thirtysomethings there. Really not my type. I did see one older guy with white hair and potbelly. He was cruising on the second floor. I first tried the facilities, the pool (always feels nice to swom naked) the steamcabin where there wasn't a lot of action unlike the other bathhouse and the whirlpool. In the whirlpool this 35 year old guy kept brushing up my leg. He obvioulsy liked me. I wasn't too sure about him. I let the guy fondle me a bit, and he kept asking me things like if I go to this place a lot. After the bubbles went away in the whirlpool I went upstairs, hoping to lose the guy. I saw the older guy groping some dudes, but they all kept rejecting him. I almost felt sorry for him. When I walked by he grabbed my crotch too. I stood still and let him feel me up a bit. "Let's go into a private room" he whispered in my ear. I obliged and walked into a cabin. The man looked happy and why shouldn't he. He finally found a young boy that wants to be intimate with him. "You look gorgeous, what's your name?" he asked. I told him my name and then he asked me age. At the time I was 24. Being the shy guy I didn't ask his name (wasn't interested in it anyway) or his age. Most men lie about it anyway, they always say there are younger, not realizing I get turned on more by old fuckers than young ones. If he told me he was 40 I would've been dissapointed while would he have said he was 60 I'd be superhorny (exaggerated example of course). When he knew my age he began grinning even more.He looked like he hit jackpot. Of course he also asked what I liked and wanted to do. I choke on this question. I would love to say I want to suck his old cock and get my ass rimmed so he can root my young ass better. But I'm too shy to say stuff like that. So I didn't say anything at all, I just mumbled a bit. When he asked a second time I softly said "everything I guess". The old man looked at me with a smile "you're so pretty" he said. Yeah that's another thing I don't like, guys who act like they are in love with you. I'm not looking for a lover, I'm looking for anonymous sex. "You're a bit shy aren't you?" I nodded. "I won't do anything you don't want to do" he assured me "I don't have a lot of sex these days" he admitted "I hope I can please you". He began sucking my pencil dick and after a while he asked if I wanted to suck his cock. Of course I wanted to do that and put my lips on his hard cock. It didn't take long before he began encouraging me, moaning that I did a good job, how this wasn't my first blowjob and that he enjoyed it because he did't have a mouth on his cock for so long. It almost made me feel special, sucking on a cock long abandoned by others. "Stand up" he told me. When I stood up he looked at me again, admiring my body once more "turn around and show me your cute ass". As soon as my back was turned to him he grabbed my ass. Squeezing my not so full asscheeks. He took a step forward so our bodies were pressed against each other and he was humping my ass. "You have such a great body, I want to enjoy it but also make it feel good for you. Please go on all fours so I can lick your ass." Oh yes, I definitly would like that. When I was on hands an knees I pushed my ass up in the air, give him nice acces to my boicunt. "What a nice pussy" he said when I showed him my hole, and then he stuck his tongue there. His stubble felt great on my ass. I began to ponder how naughty it was, being naked in a booth with cumstains on the wall, having a guy who is older than my father licking my ass. And boy did he lick. He slobbered all over my ass. He was like a starving animal feasting on my asshole. Suddenly he stopped, placed his dick against my hole and pushed right in. It hurt and I groaned. "Relax, relax, just wait and it will feel nice" he assured me. At one hand I did like it his cock was already buried in my ass (saves the hassle of doing it slowly which I find less comfortable), however I wasn't too pleased he didn't use a condom. "We should do it safe" I whimpered. He looked at me with a friendly smile "Oh you're so sweet" he said "I know we should do it safe but I don't have any condoms. I haven't fucked a boy like you for quite some time, please let me fuck you". I looked at him. I always figured only those dominating bald leather gays were the ones to look out for. Not this old guy who probably hasn't fucked someone (without paying) for quite some time. Besides I didn't bring any condoms myself and his cock began feeling nice in my hole. When he noticed I didn't try to argue he began fucking me. "I want to fuck you so bad" he said "I haven't cum in some days and I want you to have it". My cock became rockhard when he said that. It's so horny when someone wants to breed you. Being barebacked I decided to lose my shame and encouraged him "Yes fuck me daddy" I blurted out. He enjoyed that "yes son tell me how much you like it" he said moaning. "Fuck my pussy with your old cock, make me pregnant" I said without shame while vigoursly jerking my own cock That really did it for him, he gave one big thrust so his fuckmeat was as deep as possible in my bowels. Then he unloaded. My first breeding. I felt his tick slimy cum in my ass. At that point I shot my own load on my towel. As soon as I came I wanted his cock out of my ass. I stood up, so his cock slipped out of my ass. I wanted to check my ass with my fingers, it felt really slippery and wanted to make sure I wasn't bleeding or something, but the man grabbed my hand. He asked me to stay, but I thanked him for the session and quickly left the booth. When I walked downstairs I felt the cum trickling down my leg. It was the most intense and most intimate fuck I ever had and I didn't even know who that guy was. I bumped into the whirlpool dude. "So there you are" he said. I wasn't in the mood for him. He looked at the old man who walked behind me. He grabbed my arm and said into my ear "Whatever you do don't go with that guy. He's known as an unhealty man, rumors are he´s poz. He's always harassing guys with lies and wanting unprotected sex. I hate to see you fall into his hands". I turned white and my heart began to beat faster. I excused myself to go into the bathroom. I sat down on the toilet and began pushing his cum out of my ass. When I looked in the bowl I saw a pinkish mixture of body fluids. Fuck.

The other night I was online with my barebackrt profile open and got a hit from a cute younger guy who was into leather, bareback, cum and who was curious about watersports. His profile described him as 27, bb bottom, HIV neg (recently tested hiv neg as of 3/2010), vers bottom 5'7" 145 hairy bottom. From his pics I knew I wanted to breed his ass! After chatting for a while and after I described my play room for him, he asked if I had any other HIV neg tops who would fuck him if he came over. I told him sure, and I described a fuck buddy, Steve, who was 44 year old, hot and a top, who I knew would love to join in and breed him. Now, Steve and I had played before, but as we are both tops, we had never fucked, but I knew he had a great cut eight inch cock and that we had enjoyed sucking each other off to completion. The kid agreed, so I spoke with Steve, who agreed to join us, and when I told Steve I was going to save-up a big load to blow into the kid, Steve readily agreed to do the same. Over the next couple of days I arranged the play session, and when both the kid and Steve showed up to my place at the same time, the three of us stripped naked in the play room where I had set-up a sling as well as a bondage table (just in case one of us decided he wanted to surrender control). Within minutes the kid was sucking us, and very quickly both Steve and I went to full erection. The kid unsuccessfully tried to take both of us in his mouth at the same time. His face might have been as cute as hell, but he just couldn't orally simultaneously handle the two of us. After getting some pre-cum from both of our hard cocks, Steve decided the boy was ready to take his hard dripping cock up his ass! As the kid was doing a great job sucking my cock, Steve slowly slid his raw thick cock deep up the boy's ass, and soon was ramming his cock all the way up the kid's hole, while making him take my cock all the way to the base! The kid choked several times in doing this, but moaned for more, even as he kept swallowing my cock with each deep thrust Steve gave him. By this point of watching this hot bottom get fucked raw by Steve's huge cock, I was determined to get into the kid's ass, so I switched places with Steve and found myself fucking a very tight and wet ass. The kid loved it when I pulled out, only to slam myself home again. My balls began to tingle, and I knew I had to stop right then or that I would load him right away. The whole time the kid had Steve's in his mouth. I withdrew, knowing from the prior e-mail exchanges that the kid wanted to be double fucked by the two of us, so I lay down on the bondage table and had the kid sit on my cock, and when my cock was lodged deep in the kid's hole, I gestured for Steve to climb on board and slide his hard cock deep into the kid. The feeling was amazing. I could feel my hard cock right next to Steve's, while both of our cocks were lodged in the kid's ass. After some hard pounding by both Steve and me, I felt as if I was about to loose it. The kid asked me not to cum so we took a break and Steve and I switched positions, so he was on his back, the kid sat on Steve's cock, while I slid in from the top. I'm watching all the action on the mirror in the room and Steve's fat cock and the kids tight ass is taking a toll. Again I felt my balls tingling. I knew I wanted to breed this kid. Fortunately, by this time the kid was begging me to cum in his ass. "Cum in my ass!" "Come on, give me that hot load!" Nothing turns me on more than to hear the bottom begging for my load. "Give me your cum!" I can't hold back any longer and blow my three-day load up the kid's tight hole, coating Steve's hard cock in the process. In fact, Steve exclaimed he could feel the cum pulsating out of my cock into the kid's hole, a point the kids seconded. After cumming, I remained lodged in the kid's ass for several minutes, only to watch my cum flow out onto Steve's crotch when I withdrew. The kid then want to be fuck in the sling and as I was the only one who had cum, they quickly moved over to the sling. As Steve started to fuck the kid, I fed my cum and ass juice covered cock to the kid as I slowly jacked the kid's rock hard cock. A few minutes into this I told Steve I needed to get more of my cum on my cock for the kid to lick off so Steve and I switched places, which allowed me to fuck the kid some more until I had a large glob of my cum on top of my cock. Then I pulled-out, Steve took my place, and I fed the kid my tasty cock! Steve fucked with tremendous vigor, and soon was fucking full-depth into the kid's hole. The kid, meanwhile, begged for his second load of the night, demanding Steve "Fuckin' cum in my ass hole!" and "I want you to add your cum to his load up my ass!" After a few minutes Steve commented "I'm going to cum. Where do you want it?" "Breed my hole, and mix your cum with the load that's already in there," the kid stated. Steve tensed up and I knew he was on the cusp of breeding the kid. "Oh, fuck, fuck," Steve yelled as he approached the cusp of breeding the kid. At the same time my cock was down the kid's throat and I jacked him off to a huge orgasm. The first volley of cum hit the wall behind the kid, then the subsequent shots blasted the kid's chest, neck and stomach. Steve and I licked the cum off the kid and the three of us enjoyed a three-way kiss, sharing the kid's load as Steve's cock slowly softened and a large glob of cum hit the floor as he withdrew. Afterwards the three of us enjoyed the after-sex glow, and casually chatted about the experience and other hot fucks we had enjoyed. Eventually the kid left, and Steve hung around to speak with me, and what he had to say was really fucked-up! I had specifically invited Steve because I knew he was neg, and the kid only wanted to take neg cum. Steve then told me that two weeks earlier he had been diagnosed as poz, adding that he hoped I was okay with having played with him. "Sure I am," I replied, but added "the kid, however, was neg, and didn't want to play with poz guys." Steve replied, "Yeah, I know I should have said some thing, but when I saw you breed the kid, I had to add my poz DNA to the mix of cum in the kid's ass." I guess we'll find out if the breeding took or not in a few weeks. I can only hope the kid knows what he's riskign when he takes loads from guys he just met online!

I don't know about other bottoms but I tend to want more and more fucking once I start having sex. When I party, I love dominant pig tops only. Lately I have been meeting many black tops and some latino tops. Many of them have hugh cocks and know how to use them well. But when it comes to party pig tops, none comes near my three black top fuck buddies. Omar, Mike and Dante. Omar is really tall and muscular and has a 13 inches of man cock that stays hard for days when we party. I am sure he takes Viagra or something. I first met Omar and he enjoyed our fucking enough that we became regular fuck buds. Then I met Omar's neighbor, Mike during one night at the staircase of his building. Omar made me get on my knees and suck his cock in the middle of staircase during one of our late night partying sessions. Then Mike walked in on us with a girl who he was fucking behind his wife's back. Mike was going to fuck the girl in the staircase so Omar and I went back to Omar's apartment. After that night, everytime I saw Mike he would smile at me til one day he wanted to try Tina with us and ended up getting into fucking my throat and ass for days with Omar. Dante was another kid in their building who I seduced in the elevator. At first he just wanted to get sucked and fuck me but Omar introduced him to Tina and slowly he started to become a piggier and piggier top. Now when we party, he's the one who gets into the dominating me the most. He's been pushing me more and more into being punished and tortured. He loves to tie me down and fuck me while another top fucks my face. We don't always play all together but when we do, I know I will be happy for days. Then one day, Omar started to piss deep in my throat while holding my head down to force me drink his Tina piss. I tried to pull away but couldn't, so I started to swallow. It tasted so horrible so after few minutes, I started to puke. He then bent me over the tub and started to piss-fuck me while I was puking in his tub. Mike and Dante thought it was hot so they took turns piss-fucking me as well. All three of them have been partying for couple of days so their piss contained a lot of chemicals, so I got so fucked up from them. They fucked me for few more hours after that but we had to end the three day long party session. While I was in the shower, I was still too high from theirTina piss. When I got of shower, Omar's delivery boy was sitting on the couch. He asked them about me and when he found out I was a sub bottom and was still high from their piss, he wanted me to leave with him. Omar made a deal and got some supplies for him and I left Omar's Apartment with a total stranger. We first went into his car and sat on his backseat. There was a cute Latino boy in the driver's seat. As we got on the road, the dealer pushed me down to his cock so I started to suck him deep and wet. We made few stops that night and sometimes he would take me in with him and play with other people or sometimes he left me in the car with the Latino boy. When the sun began to rise, we drove up to his place in the Bronx. We went into a big dark house with no furniture and the dealer pulled my clothes down and started fucking me. I was opened from three days of partying but still at first it hurt a bit. He fucked me hard standing up and when I fell over, he leaned on my body as he continued to fuck deep and hard. When he came, his load splashed all over my ass as well as inside as he continued his pounding. When he pulled out his cock, he shoved it in front of me and told me to clean it. After I cleaned him, he walked away. After few minutes, I went to use the bathroom. I turned the shower on and turned around when the Latino driver opened the bathroom door. He was naked with a hard on. He pushed me down to my knees and started to piss into my mouth then down my body and started piss fucking my hole again. He kept on saying something in Spanish which I didn't understand so he just slapped my face around till I got to the positions he wanted. His slapping was making my skin burn and eyes tear up with pain. But as he fucked me really hard, the Tina from his piss started to run through my veins and I began to enjoy getting slapped around. Everytime he slapped me hard, my cock would jump with excitement. He kept on moving me around the bathroom and shifting position as he fucked and slapped me around to control. After he shot two loads in me, he pulled out and left the bathroom. I took a shower and my skin started to burn. When I got out of shower, he had an aloe lotion in his hand and he applied them all over my body. I got dressed and left their house but didn't know where to go. I saw a Cadillac driving by that looked like a car service so I stopped it and got on it. I told the driver to drive me to Manhattan. As we were driving, he kept on asking me many questions about myself and what I was doing in Bronx. Initially I avoided giving him honest answers to his questions, but eventually I told him I had come up to the Bronx to have sex with my fuck buddy. He then told me he could also use a fuck buddy like me, and that he had a huge cock, but since his shifts are long, he doesn't get to fuck much. I was still high from Tina so a bit horny but the driver was too old, too fat unattractive black man that I didn't want to have sex with him. Then as we were stopped for a light, he told me to "look" so I looked where he pointed and it was his massive hard biggest thickest black cock I ever seen. My mind was still saying no but my ass started to twitch with hunger for this cock. Finally I told him okay. He drove me to an apt. building in Harlem. When we got in the door, he got naked and told me to get naked. As I stripped, he didn't wait but started to push himself into my hole. Even with all the loads, my hole was too tight for him. He started to spit into my hole and his cock and shoved into me again and again. I had to bite down hand to stop myself for screaming. Finally his cock won and popped into my ass then slowly made its way into my body. I tried to slow him down or ask him to stop, saying it hurt too much, but he disregarded my pleas and kept on doing what he was doing. He then started to fuck me really hard and deep. He kept on lifting me off and dropping me onto his cock as we switched position and location around the apartment. His cock felt amazingly long and wide. I kept on sensing he was getting deeper and deeper into me when all of sudden I felt another popping opening in my guts. He then planted his cock all the way in to my body and started to shoot his load into me. Few minutes later he pulled his cock out and told me to get dressed and he drove me to a subway stop in Harlem. I was in love with his cock, how he had fucked my hole so well. I felt utterly empty without him. I asked him if he would like to fuck me again and he said yes, so I gave him my phone number. As I headed home, I had to fight my urge to get down on my knees and suck someone on the subway. =)

The Royal Poz Fuck Gang [six-Part Story] Note to the Reader: I decided to take on a huge project this time around. The thread "The Unremorseful Stealther" was one many people encouraged me to have a continuation of after the main story. I will definitely go back to it and fill in the next portion, but I wanted to formally have a Hot & Outrageous Cum Soaked storyline for you boys with unique and kinky tales of Sexcapades and the Men who love them. Maybe some of you will even recognize the real dick-down sessions that inspired these fuck-tales. [5-Star Ratings very welcome!] Chapter I: A Letter to Mr. BigDick This wasn't your typical party, of that much I am certain. Five men sat around a small table top with what looked to be a poker game going on. Cigar smoke hung in the air thickly in the shadowy basement which was dimly lit by a single bare bulb off to the side. If one was to come down into the basement they would be able to barely make out the outline of a rumpled mattress pushed into a corner and a sling near it, the walls all lined with mirrors, a single flat-screened TV on an entertainment stand playing porn, and a tripod with the single red-glowing eye of a recorded peering back from the darkness. This was the courtroom of the self-proclaimed Royal Poz Fuck Gang...or maybe the dungeon. "So, get a load of this guys," spoke up the first of the men, light brown skin told of his mixed heritage, and the bright and vibrant face exemplified the fact of his youth. He could only be in his late 20's at most. He sat shirtless, showing-off the hard earned six-pack with baggy sweatpants barely clinging to his powerful and toned legs. He was younger than all except one of the men gathered, but believe it or not he was the leader of this devious bunch, "This bottom I fuckin' bred and converted sent me a love letter!" "No fucking way man," laughed a shaved muscle daddy with a silver and black goatee that sat next to him, "He tracked you down because he fell for ya, after I know you must have stealth pozzed his neg hole. You get all the good shit when we get together." "Markus, if you're not used to the King of Poz Fucks coming up with something hot and wild by now, you really haven't been paying attention. Now, get on with it Derrick and tell us about this new convert of yours." The young black male cracked his knuckles and picked up the letter with artistic handwriting sprawled across its pages. 'Dear Mr. BigDick,' I thought when I wrote this letter for you I'd be pissed. I thought maybe I'd be crying uncontrollably even...but no, here I am sitting with an uncontrollable hard-on as I finger myself wishing it was your fat hung cock ripping into me like you had just over two months ago. I guess I should just come out with it...you pozzed me and I know you did it on purpose now. I was naive and more importantly...I was easy. You used my hole and filled it with poison seed without even caring and lied to my face you were neg. It was the hottest thing I have ever experienced, hotter than any fantasy I had dared to conjure up in my most twisted daydream (and one I could have never confessed.) Maybe...you'll take me back even though my hole is no good to you bugged up, since you can only convert me once after all. Maybe I shouldn't have but I secretly video taped our encounter...and sent it back to you so you can watch it and hopefully will see I'm worth filling one last time at least...or maybe you'll just keep it as a trophy of me being a notch on your belt. Fuck...even that would turn me on. Mr. BigDick already had the video started and all eyes turned to flickering screen hungrily to see the conquest with their own eyes and how a bottom could be so mesmerized after being so utterly used and thrown away by their hung comrade. "Wow, you look exactly like your pictures," a young Italian jock voiced in a low tone sitting on the only bed in view of the camera angle. "Your pics don't do you justice man," a smooth and sensual response came from Mr. BigDick, "Should let me take some pics of you sometime...I bet I could get some great positions with you." "Pun intended?" the Italian jock laughed good-naturedly drawing a bit closer to the thuggish looking hook-up he was about to test the waters with since he only recently came out. "Always," Mr. Bigdick voiced with a mischevious grin, "Now what was it you were wanting to do my man?" The Italian boy shrugged and looked away with a blush already spreading across his face. "Is it cliche to say I've never been with a black guy before?" He chuckled nervously. "Only if you add right after that, you always wanted to get with one to see if the stereotype is true about black dudes being hung and fucking your hole into the ground," Mr. BigDick joked with another laugh. His right hand strayed to his crotch grabbing on it suggestively. A clear outline of the beast beneath the thin layer of cotton could be easily picked out. Italian boy felt himself flush with something different from shyness now, he wanted this hot and street-wise playboy and he wanted him to do nasty things, things he could never speak of to any of his friends or family...he wanted hot and secret fantasies to be realized and dirty kink to go down. "Guilty as charged," Italian Boy confessed, without another word he was already sucking on the thick meat even while it was still covered by the sweatpants. His eager hands tugged at the waistband to uncover his mouth watering (and filling) prize. "SHIT!" Italian Boy breathed in awe as he saw just how big it was, almost nine inches in length and he could only guess its girth, "No way I could get more than the head in my mouth." "Mmmm, hope you ain't turning me down from getting a lil something something already," Mr. BigDick teased in a sultry tone while cocking his head to the side. An inviting and reassuring smile creased his full lips as he asked his next question, "You're neg, right playboy?" "Oh yeah, I've sucked guys before but you'll be the first anal, and we're going to be safe anyway just because you know...can't be too careful," Italian Boy explained. The most impish of looks seemed to show on Mr. BigDick's visage for just a moment before vanishing. The men at the table all chuckled and nudged one another as they watched, it was that knowing Stealther Smirk, he was gonna get that ass one way or another and it was going to be overflowing with toxic jizz. "Let me rim ya man, that'll open you up, and we can just go from there," Mr. BigDick suggested. Italian Boy complied willingly and bent down onto all fours so his ass could hang just over the edge of the bed, facing the camera. BigDick's tongue was already lapping and teasing expertly at that perky bubble butt making it wet and tantalized by its dancing motions. A loud and prolonged moan escaped the bottom-to-be's lips as he rested there. His ass sank just a bit lower and his back arched just a bit more over the next few minutes showing his eagerness to take more than a tongue had to offer...it was sweet torture and BigDick wasn't ending it that soon to make sure the bottom would make the fatal mistake. "Fuuuuuck! I need that cock," Italian Boy begged meekly looking back at Mr. BigDick with pleading blue eyes. "Before I put on a condom, I just want to make sure my hardon won't go away by teasing your hole, alright?" Italian boy was already wiggling his tanned ass so he could have optimal positioning, "and here...ever used poppers?" "Sorta...I tried something called Maximum Impact, but...I don't think I get how to use it," Italian boy admitted sheepishly. "Just sniff in both noses, this is way easier," Mr. BigDick encouraged his target. The man licked his lips as he slapped his swollen cock head against an ass cheek of the boy on all fours in front of him. His dick pressed gently against the hole but then pulled away and circled just outside it to give the bottom time to fall into the trap. Italian Boy sniffed somewhat cautiously at the nondescript brown bottle with liquid in it. He then followed up with his other nose, this time with a bit more of an inhale. "Oh...my...fuuuck!" He sighed in exhilaration while a relaxing heat radiated from his chest and went straight for his hole making it feel even hungrier than he could ever remember his ass being. The quick sound of spit came from Mr. BigDick and his member was covered with saliva. Another splat of the liquid hit Italian' Boys eagerly waiting ass and he moved his cock swiftly against the sphincter and carefully observed Italian Boy's reaction. "Like how that dick feels against your ass white boy?" Mr. BigDick inquired in a low masculine tone, he pressed the head of his cock harder against the bent over hole, almost enough to feel like he would go in, but not enough to actually penetrate. "Mmmmm..." Italian Boy moaned softly in response, leaning back even more against the dick letting it nearly pop in and sniffing more of the poppers already. Mr. BigDick plunged into that tight boy cunt without another moment's hesitation or deliberation. Italian Boy's head reared up instantly with a sharp noise of surprise, he tried to wiggle forward slightly to lessen the speed he was being entered with, but Mr. BigDick already had his powerful hands gripping the boy's sides forcefully to keep him in place. "Shhhh, I ain't going to give that hole more than it can handle," Mr. BigDick whispered hypnotically his voice had a dark comforting lull that eased Italian Boy back onto the fat cock that now was over half-way up his bare boy hole. He hit the poppers once more inspite of himself, his hole ignited into a white-hot insatiable tool for the man topping him to use to his heart's content and Italian Boy loved it. He had never imagined feeling so slutty and worthless and still feeling good, excited, and hungry for ever more. "Holy fucking hell!" the bottom swore loudly, as he began to get railed entirely with the monstrous cock Mr. BigDick wielded with surgical precision for hitting the spots in his ass that would send the bottom shaking involuntarily with waves of pleasure and sinful delight, "So this is why guys get so obsessed with black tops, FUCK! Rape me!" "Yeah bitch. Give it on up boy," Mr. BigDick's gaze was fixated on the sweet hole that was sliding from the base of his balls to just over the head of his near nine-inch dick, the ass lips tugged and sucked on the cock as he fucked viciously and deeply showing just how fat that cock was and how tight his pleasure boy used to be. He was wide open now, juicy and wet with pre-cum lining the inside of his hole and covering the entirety of BigDick's shaft. He now pushed on the center of the bottom's back, making him arch his ass up towards his dick even more so he could plunge, fuck, and fill that boy hole ever deeper and more quickly. Italian Boy moaned and cried out periodically incoherently as his hole was assaulted and slowly getting his poz top closer to climax to infect his naive neg ass with unmedicated seed. Italian Boy closed his eyes lost in pleasure as he sunk into the sweat drenched sheets, only aware of the room shaking from the force of Mr. BigDick's thrusts crashing against the mattress with each rever-berating slam into the bubble butt the white bottom gave up so eagerly. "Oh shit I am about to fill up that white boy pussy," Mr. BigDick announced as he licked his lips and sped up to full frenzy thrusting, making them short and powerful. A wave of went across Italian Boy's ass and up his back from how much strength BigDick put into those dick strikes he delivered into the very deepest center of his bottom. "Dude--Duuude! Just..cum on my back or in my mouth. Fuck, I didn't mean to let you fuck me raw this long," Italian Boy begged suddenly, even as he got his legs forced further apart so his top could put the hole into optimal receptive positioning for his cock and cum. Italian Boy's face was nearly completely obscured by a pillow, he couldn't even see if Mr. BigDick was giving the telltale signs of a top about to cum in his facial expressions. "I'm clean my man. You're gonna get my fucking load playboy, I own this fuck hole," Mr. BigDick said sharply with a resounding slap of his hand against a white ass cheek. Italian Boy whimpered acceptingly and took his brutal ass fuck in submission, he could feel the veins of the cock inside him pop and the already thick fuck stick grow even more full as cum gathered up inside for release. He desperately hit the poppers one last time to prepare for the climax. Mr. BigDick seemed to be able to sense his bottom's acceptance and change from the poppers immediately, because right at the same time he began to spurt hot rivets of tainted seed as deep inside his new convert as possible. He growled his satisfaction as he gripped each cheek even harder like handlebars and let his sweet man milk coat the walls of his bottom until he popped out of that sweet and no longer innocent ass and a spray of poisoned poz seed splattered everywhere from the volume of cum inside Italian Boy's used up fuck hole. "Hot damn, I haven't emptied a bombshell like that in a good long time," Mr. BigDick laughed in satisfaction, slapping that ass he had craftily gifted -- Once. Twice. Three times before he stuffed his index finger into his ass hole to push some of his cum back inside. "Your cum feels hotter than other guys' cum..." Italian Boy commented idly as he flopped completely onto his stomach, covered in cum and sweat from his dominant top buddy, "Like there's something extra there." "Weird," Mr. BigDick said with a sly and knowing smile, "I wonder why..." --End of Video--

Got a woof from this guy on Scruff (32, 150, 5'10"). He invited me over for drinks and alluded to nothing sexual. Went over after work and after four glasses of wine, we started messing around, finding what role each other was into. Lucky I clean up before going over, cause although the more feminine out of bed was definitely a top in the sheets. Me at 6'2" 190 found a nice 8.5 uncut cock in his pants right before we went to his bedroom for a little space. He ended up dumping 2 loads in me with the promise of many more in the near future. Will definitely meant up with him again.

http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=lrMZS-G175-#.VT8_lK1VhBc

CalebS looks like you have the perfect ass to be a slutty cumdump.

Yes, you got chlamydia in the ass from one of those 4 raw fucking instances. Chlamydia, is the most common bacterial STD. Urine test will only detect an STD in the urethra, not in the mouth or in the ass, you need all areas swabbed. PrEP protects you from HIV but nothing else. The good news is most other STDs can easily be treated with antibiotics, so the important thing is to keep getting tested and treated. I'm sure doctor gave you antibiotics that will take care of any chlamydia you may have. It would be cool that you informed your 4 partners about this, because it's 100% sure one of them is infected and should get treated.

i'm undetectable and have been for the past ten years! really would love to be a cum dump and be be bred as part of a gang bang! if any one would like to arrange for me to be their bottom boi please get in touch. looking to take as many hot loads as i can in my ass and mouth!

I've been thinking about this more today, and you're right, I really feel like this is my role in life. Although mainstream society would not accept or acknowledge it, at least currently, I feel like there are some boys who are born simply to service cocks and provide sexual relief for men - this is what they are best at in life. In a more open, liberated society there would be official "jobs" for boys like us - perhaps we'd even get paid, but i'd gladly do it for free! I see it as a public service in the same way as a dentist or a barber is providing a service. Any time a man is horny or needs to shoot a load, he can come visit one of us. And what could be more selfless than giving a guy pleasure and helping him to cum? Seriously, there's nothing I enjoy more than getting a guy's dick hard and helping him to cum. I feel so proud and happy when I see him get an erection or shoot a load because of something i've done for him!

Last night I met up with an older daddy. When I arrived he opened the door butt naked. He was bald, rather skinny but with a beautiful 8" cock. Drank some beers while sucking each other's cock before moving to the bedroom where we continued to 69. After a while he got on all fours and I started fucking him from behind. Damn he was tight. It didn't take me long before I started moaning, signaling I was about to cum. He started moaning too so I took that as a cue and filled his ass. Then it was my turn. I asked him to lie on his back while I slid his 8" into my hungry hole. He went wild, bucking like a bull while I rode his dick. I rode him about 10 minutes before his eyes rolled back and I felt him loading my pussy. We got back to the kitchen, drinking some more beers and we talked a bit. It wasn't long before I had my lips around his beautiful cock again, making him hard in seconds. I leaned over the sofa and he took me from behind. My ass was making sloppy noises from the previous load. I was in heaven. This time he lasted half an hour before he filled me. I asked him if he had another load for me and he said yes but give me some time. So we went back to his bed, playing with each other a bit. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew I was lying on my belly and he was poking at my hole. I shifted position a bit and he slid in easily. It wasn't long before he dumped his third load in my pussy. He was totally spent, so we said our goodbyes and I went home happy with a well-bred hole.

Fucking hot ass! The next time i'm in Cape Town I'd love to load you up good!

No, it's not public domain. It's French and definitely Commercial. I have a copy too

OMG What Did I Do? Part VII It took me a good half an hour to recover enough to head for home. I figured he was gone and would not be back again, now. I basically dragged my ass into the house I was so used up. My orgasm from his BJ and plowing my hole with my huge dildo was so intense I knew I would be laying around the rest of the day. I turned my computer on and looked around to see what was happening. There was a message from Him. I opened it up hoping he would now tell me he wanted to meet soon. I was somewhat disappointed though. He just was telling me thanks for the nice big load as he had been thirsty. He hoped I had liked the bj and wanted some more. He loved nice loads down his throat like that. Let me know if you liked it too? I thought I was tired but my cock stood straight up again anyway. I had not wanted the bj in the first place, until it was too late to stop it. It had been a great one for sure, though. I thought about it and decided that yes, if he wanted to give me another bj, that would be fine. Next time I had to keep my wits about me though and make sure I got a good close look at his cock. Glimpses I was getting just made me want to get a closer look at that monster sized cock. I was sure I could not be satisfied until I saw it up close and maybe got to hold it for a few seconds in my hand. I just wanted a nice close up look at that huge member of his and if I had to let him blow me, that was fine so I could see that beauty. I sent him a message saying I had loved the bj and it had been one of the best I had ever had. I had loved how he pounded my hole with my dildo while doing it too. I would love another one sometime soon too. I also told him I wanted a good look at his beautiful cock up close. I was surprised, again, when he answered by in about 30 seconds of my posting. He wrote that he would be around the trail tomorrow again, if I wanted that bj. He also said he would think about letting me see his cock up close as he usually didn't let anyone see it close unless he was getting ready to put it in them, but he just might since my cock tasted so good and he loved the way my hole had taken that huge dildo all the way in as he plunged it in and out of me. He then said he might even if I was a good boy, let me touch him or maybe even if very very good let me taste him a little. My cock exploded in cum as I finished reading his post. He was thinking about letting me touch or maybe even taste him. I had wanted to see and maybe touch it but taste him. I really had not thought about that actually. It was a big step over the line to me to do that. Never did anything like this before on my boyfriend. Looking is one thing and maybe a touch is going another small step, but actually to suck his cock was about 3 or 4 steps I was thinking. I was turned on big time though and decided I had better think about it to make sure I wanted to do that to my boy or not.

For me, it isn't the taboo part or feeling slutty that is the best. Rather, I like that it strips everything right down to the most basic animalistic urge. It is all about getting off, like a dog or rabbit in heat who just has that primal urge to spread its seed. All I am thinking about is squirting my load into a hole. There is no more pure feeling of lust and horniness and testosterone than when I am at a bathhouse in a dark corner, stroking my engorged cock (as two or three or four other guys are doing the same thing standing in the heat right next to me), waiting my turn to jam my dick into a bottom who is bent over and taking all our cum. That feeling when I first slide in and I feel the warmth of the bottom's hole and the wetness of other guys' cum in his ass is indescribable. After I pump a few thrusts and then squirt deep, adding my cum to the mix, I pull out and I am completely and overwhelmingly sated. To get that kind of build up and ultimate release, I don't want to know ANYTHING about any of the other guys in that dark corner or about the bottom with an ass full of our cum. I just want to know that he is a hole that will willingly accept my hard cock and any other presented to him. It's solely about an animalistic, primal need to fuck and breed -- male sex in its purest, rawest form. I've also had romantic sex as part of a relationship, and it is great. But anonymous sex takes the sex part and distills it down to its purest form -- and every so often, there is NOTHING better!

I really was a "good boy" for the rest of college. I dated a few guys and slept around some, but I always used condoms. Even when I was back home and hooked up with my neighbor, Aaron, a few times we always used condoms. He was becoming a great top. I guess he much have been fucking around a lot because he made me want it every time I saw him. I went to law school after that and my whole first year was hellish with studying, etc. After my first set of finals, I went out and partied hard for two days - even missed my plane home for Christmas. LOL. When I came back for second semester, I was back on track and starting to look for 1st year summer internships. I was dating a dude at this point, but we never saw each other and weren't exclusive. He asked to fuck me bareback a bunch of times, but I always played safe. I honestly think he was into me, but I was too busy to spend much time with him and we broke it off. Over the summer, I got a summer internship at a decent sized firm and was working long, but not crushing hours and I was able to go out with some friends I'd made by hooking up and a running club and at law school. I think I also starting chatting on AOL with guys at this point, but I couldn't bring myself to just hook up with a guy I just met online. One of those times online though, I met an awesome, funny, smart guy. His name was Will. We agreed to go running one weekend. I met him and we ran. He was cute, had a great body, was my height at 6'2", was thin with a six pack from running and I was betting a hot cock. We laughed and talked as we ran. We had a great time. I agreed to meet him and his friends out later that night for a pre-party at his place and then go out to the clubs. He called me later and asked if I wanted to get dinner too. I was so excited and said yes. We shared a small dinner and then went around the corner to his friend's place. He and his boyfriend and a couple of other guys were there. He chatted and drank beers and vodka - Will and I on vodka. We stayed there for a while and then went out to the clubs. I hadn't been to a few of them and we danced and had so much fun. Will grinded on me some (not a great dancer for sure) and we made out a lot. At about 2am we left the club and went back to Will's place. We kinda talked about it and I had said yes to staying over earlier in the night. He had also said he was versatile and I said I was too, but mostly a bottom. He said, "You're ass is so hot. I bet guys always want to fuck you. I know I do." And we laughed. We got back to his place - a studio in the gay neighborhood - and we started to make out even before his door was opened. We got inside and made out a ton. The room was literally - a bed and a desk. No chairs or sofa. I did a little strip tease of him and slipped off my underwear showing him my ass. He rubbed my ass and immediately started rimming me. His tongue was so good in my ass. I was so hot for Will. I wanted him so bad. I wanted him to be my boyfriend. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted the night to never end. Mostly, I wanted his tongue to stay in my ass forever. After a few minutes, he asked me to suck his cock and he got naked. I went to town on his hot cock. It had to be 8 or 8.5" cut. It was a perfect cock. Not to thick, but just enough to totally stretch my mouth and kinda veiny. I wanted him to like my blow job. I wanted that so much that I was so good at sucking his cock that he was going crazy. He said after a few minutes that he was going to cum. I did something I'd never done before. I didn't stop sucking him and let him cum in my mouth and I swallowed his load. He said that was so hot and that he never cums from head, but I was too good. He asked how he tasted and I said good. He said something silly about making his cum sweeter by drinking orange juice and eating bananas so guys would like the taste. We laughed and cuddled on his bed. He played with my ass some more and he gave me a good blow job, but pulled off when he could tell I was getting closer. He did this a few times, which was "edging" me and I didn't know that's what he was doing at the time. I was so hard and he was getting hard again. We made out so long that the sun was coming up. I'm not sure when it happened, but we grabbed some lube and lubed up our cocks and he fingered my ass some with it. We kept lubing our cocks to "edge" and make it hotter as we made out. Eventually I was straddling him and he was rock hard. He was lying flat on his back and his cock was rubbing against my ass as we made out. I said, "Do you want to fuck me?" He said yes and I grabbed the lube an rubbed it on his cock and my ass. He was looking up at me and I could tell he was about to tell me the condoms were in the drawer. At that moment, I did the sluttiest thing I'd ever done. I wanted Will to like me and want me so badly. I wanted that cock. I was so fucking turned on by him. I just sat on his cock. I winced at first, but I slipped his whole raw cock in my ass. He moaned and I moaned and I adjusted to his size and started to ride him. He started fucking up into me and say what a hot piece of ass I was. I was loving it. I had just put a bareback cock in my ass myself. It's not that I wasn't thinking at the time, I was thinking. I was thinking I wanted him to fuck me bareback. I wanted to feel what I'd felt with those other random guys. But, Will was special. I had just met the man of my dreams and I wanted him to bareback me. It was so fucking hot to have him inside me bareback. I rode him and he bucked up into me. After a while, he said he was getting close and I didn't stop riding him. I wanted him to cum inside me. I wanted Will's load. He said it again and I just kept going. I leaned down and kissed him as I still rode his bare cock. He then grabbed my waist and grunted so loudly and I felt his warn cum shooting inside my ass. I didn't stop riding him and I started jerking my cock until I came maybe a minute later. We made out and talked about how hot that was. He said it was the first time he'd ever topped bareback. I asked if he liked it and he said fuck yes. I said I liked it too. He and I made out and fell asleep. We woke up in the afternoon and took a shower. We agreed to meet for dinner at his place and to watch Sex and the City. I made sure to look really sexy when I went over to Will's later that night. We ordered food and made out some. I sucked his cock and swallowed his load again. Just then, the delivery guy showed up. I laughed so hard as he tried to get dressed and pay the dude. It was so funny. He put the food in his tiny kitchen, came back in and no joke, we got in a tickle fight. Next thing I know my tight jeans were coming off and I had't worn underwear because I needed to do laundry. He grabbed the lube that was still on the floor next to the bed from earlier and lubed up his cock and said, "Let's fuck." This time it felt a bit odd that he didn't ask me about a condom because he seemed like it always used them. But, all I wanted was his cock inside me and I spread my legs and he slid his cock in me slowly. I was still in my tshirt and I pulled that off as he bottomed out his cock inside me. He asked if I was ready, I said yes, fuck me. And he started to slide in and out and then long dick me and then pulled out and popped back in a few times. He slam fucked my ass for a while and I just started cumming as he fucked me. He noticed and sped up some and didn't even ask or say anything but came inside me and collapsed on me. We kissed. I had just taken a second load from Will. I wanted all his loads. I was falling for him hard. He was my perfect guy. We watched Sex in the City that night and fucked again. I rode him again that night and let him cum inside me again. Will and I went out for a few really happy months. I was always running over to his place to get his raw cock in me. I topped him a few times, but he was almost always unloading in my ass. I think I took 200 loads from him in the 6 months we dated. (Ah, youth!) Then, one day I found out he was also fucking around with his neighbor, a really bitchy asshole named Jimmy. I was so mad because I had been let into the building by a person who'd seen me there a lot. I went upstairs and realized that there were noises coming from his apartment. He was moaning and saying "keep fucking me. Don't stop." Then I heard Jimmy clearly say, "Do you want my load?" My Will, the guy I was falling in love with said, "Cum in my ass." I waited for that to stop and I was devastated. My guy was cheating on me. I knocked on the door and Will answered and saw me. He was so shocked and I started to cry. Jimmy laughed at me and Will, thank god, threw him out. We argued and fought and I pushed him and cried a lot. I couldn't believe my perfect man who I had chosen to take bareback one the first date and every fuck after and taken over 200 loads from was cheating on me. He said he cared for me a lot, but we weren't monogamous and he didn't want to be. I was so hurt. After about an hour, he held me and kissed me and wiped my tears away. I let him hold me and I leaned against him. He kissed my head and I kissed his chest. He was still only in his briefs. He rubbed my back and I kissed his chest more. I knew what I was going to do. I had to show him I was a better fuck than Jimmy. I saw him getting hard and I slipped off the bed, took off my shirts, slipped his cock out of his briefs and started sucking his cock. I gave him a great blow job. We both had a ton of mixed emotions. He couldn't concentrate on me giving him head, so he pulled me up and we kissed and made out and he took off my pants and boxers and gave me a blow job. I moaned and let him work. Then, I went down on my knees again off the bed with him on the edge of the bed and sucked him some more. I could smell the cum in him and the sex he'd just had. I saw the lube on the floor and opened it and spread it on my ass. I turned around and lowered my ass onto his cheating bare cock and rode him. After a while, he flipped my over and I was bent over the bed and he started fucking me hard. He knew I liked him buried deep in me and doing short strokes to hit my prostate. That's what he did. Soon I was cumming. He didn't stop like he usually did after I came. Instead he kept fucking me which kind of hurt at first, but I got used to it. Then he said, "Take my cum." He grunted so load and I felt him unload in my ass. I was so sad and so horny and exhausted. Will and I never made it past that last fuck. We slept together that night but I couldn't sleep. My ideal guy was cheating on me and my ass, even bareback, wasn't enough. I was devastated. I was a 6'2", blonde hair, blue eyed, really attractive guy with a toned body and a good career ahead of me that was letting a guy cum in my ass at least 5 times a week and he still didn't want me. I didn't know what to do......(until next time.)

I couldn't tell what I should do. I knew I could never fuck bareback again. It was dangerous. It was wrong. People would judge me and think I was a whore and I'd never get a boyfriend if people knew because they would talk about me barebacking with guys. So, I was a "good boy." I tried hard not to hook up because I was picky, but also because I didn't want people to think any of that stuff. I didn't mess around with anyone for a few weeks. I still went out with my friends and got drunk and danced, but I was a "good boy." One night I was out dancing and I met this hot guy. Shorter than me, tight body. Probably 5'8" and just ripped - Ripped Boy. I was into him and we danced and drank and he wanted to hook up, but his friend was from out of town and single and he didn't want to hook up if his friend didn't. I thought, he is such a nice guy. I said, "Give me a second." I grabbed this cute guy and pulled him into our dancing group. I kissed him and asked his name, turns out he's a Navy Boy. I told him our dilemma and he agrees to go dance with the friend and they hit it off. Next thing I know, Navy Boy is back over to me and says, "I just felt that guy's cock and it's huge. I bottomed last night and I'm still sore. I'm not sure I should go home with him." I am so accommodating and sweet and really want to get fucked by the Ripped Boy that I say, "It's no big deal. Let's all go to Ripped Boy's place and hang out and see what happens." Navy Boy agrees. As we leave the bar I see Navy Guy is really sexy and that Ripped Boy's friend is attractive but not in Navy Boy's league. I was nervous that they wouldn't hook up and Ripped Boy and I would then not hook up. LOL. We all pile in Ripped Boy's car and his friend and Navy Boy are in the backseat. I see the friend open Navy Boy's zipper as they make out. Ripped Boy stops to get gas, Navy Boy runs inside for cigarettes and the friend says we should get condoms. Ripped Boy agrees and then Navy Boy comes back with some beer and cigarettes and Ripped Boy says let's get some booze too. So we all get in the car and hit this late night store and I run in and get some vodka. Back out and in the car. Now the Navy Boy has his shirt off in the back seat and Ripped Boy says, "You got my friend a total hottie. Thanks." Off to the house. We get inside and Ripped Boy and I go to the kitchen, make out, he plays with my ass as I make the drinks. Spilling some when he plays with my crack through my jeans. We get back to the living room and Navy Boy is in his briefs making out hard with the friend. Ripped Boy says, "No fair. You should get naked too." He grabs at my jeans as I hand the guys their drinks and put ours down. I let him undo my jeans and I am in my boxers and I take off my t shirt. I straddle Ripped Boy's lap just like Navy Boy was to his friend and make out with him. It's getting really hot and I am hard as fuck. Navy Boy and I kiss some too. Navy Boy asks loudly, "Hey, you're a bottom right?" I said yes. Ripped boy slips his hands into my boxers and rubs my asshole some. Navy Boy has finished his drink and into the kitchen we go so I can make him another one. He slips my boxers down and rubs his cock on my ass. He says, "You have a hot ass. Can I fuck you?" I said, "Sure, but I'm with Ripped Boy tonight." Navy Boy grabs some salad oil off the kitchen counter and rubs some on my crack and hole. He fingers me and says, "Please." At this point the other guys come in and the friend says, "I bet we all fuck College Boy (me) tonight." Ripped Boy walks over to me and takes the salad oil and says "Does this feel good?" I laughed and said, "Sorta." He kisses me and lubes up Navy Boys cock with the salad oil and says, "Fuck College Boy." I spread my legs and kiss Ripped Boy, not thinking of anything but how turned on I was. Next thing I know, Navy Boy's cock is slipping inside me. I moaned and then the friend kisses me and Navy Boy is resting his cock in my ass. I'm making out with Ripped Boy and the friend as Navy Boy starts to go to town on my ass. Navy Boy and the friend start kissing and the friend takes off his clothes and Ripped Boy bends me over more to suck his cock. I'm sucking his cock and Ripped Boy says to his friend, "I told you we didn't need them." I have no idea what they are talking about. I'm sucking cock and getting fucked. I'm in heaven. After a few minutes, Navy Boy tightens up and says, "I'm gonna cum." Now I realize, Navy Boy who got his ass wrecked last night by some random dude is in me bareback. I can't do anything much because he started cumming in my ass as I am still sucking cock and realizing we never used a condom. I take his load and then Navy Boy pulls out and he and the friend grab their drinks and head back to the living room. Ripped Boy is fingering my ass now as we share a drink. I am so shocked that I just let another random guy bareback me. I turned to Ripped Boy and say, "OMG! That was so slutty. I didn't know we weren't using a condom." Ripped Boy takes my hand and leads me to his bedroom. He sits me on his bed and I can feel Navy Boy's cum in my ass. He climbs on top of me and we are making out so hard. My cock is so hard because I had a load in my ass and was with this hot guy. He spreads my legs and says ur ass is still so slick from the oil and Navy Boy's cum. Blushing I say, "I'm sorry about that. I didn't know." Ripped Boy turns me over and rubs his cock on my ass crack. He says, "Do you need more lube?" I said, "No. I think I'm good." He slicks his cock up with the oil on my ass and slides his bare cock in me. I said, "Fuck that's hot." He said, "My cock in you feels really good." He fucked me good for about 10-15 minutes. Then he said, "I'm going to cum in your ass." I said, "Do it. I want your load." I took his load and he slipped out of my ass. He slapped my ass and said, "You are a hot fuck." Ripped Boy and I made out some more and fell asleep. I woke up with him fucking me early in the morning. After a while on my side, I turned on my back and spread my legs for him. I noticed his friend watching us from the doorway and stroking his cock. Ripped Boy came in my ass again and fell asleep. I got up to go to the bathroom and I came out and saw the friend on the couch in the living room stroking his cock. I asked where Navy Boy was and he said, "He went back home." I said, "Navy Boy was hot." He thanked me for hooking them up and said I was hot too. I walked over to the couch as we talked. He had a 9" cock. I said, "You have a big cock man." He said, "Too bad Navy Boy didn't want to get fucked. You looked like you like getting fucked by Navy Boy and Ripped Boy." I blushed and said, "I did." I asked me if there was lube in the bathroom and I said yes and went to get it for him. I came back and squirted some on his cock and rubbed it all over his cock. He pulled me on top of him and we kissed and I straddled him. He said, "You like cock don't you? Why don't you sit on mine." I got shy and said, "We don't have a condom." He said, "You haven't used one yet tonight." He was right. I was a cum dump for two guys already that night. I gave in and he pushed his cock against my hole as I leaned back down on it. He said, "Ride my raw cock bitch." I did. I rode him and made out with him until he was close and he said, "Take my load slut." I sat down on his cock and felt him explode in me. He just kept coming. I was so turned on I came on his chest. He loved it. I eased off him and cum for three different guys slipped out of my ass and down my thighs. I was so turned on and so scared of what I had just done. Not just one guy, I had let three different guys bareback my ass in one night and I had taken their cum. I went back to bed with Ripped Boy and fell back asleep. We got up and he drove me back to my apartment. I found out on the ride that he had a boyfriend. I was kind of shocked and said, "But you just fucked me bareback and came in my ass twice. How can you have a boyfriend?" He said that I was so hot he had to have me. I blushed and we exchanged numbers and he said, "Can I see you again when my boyfriend is out of town?" I said, "Yes." I got out of the car and he called out, "College Boy, come back." I walked back the few steps and he kissed me hard and asked if I'd let his friend fuck me too. I said yes. He said, "You're so hot," and he drove away. I went upstairs to my apartment and said I swore I'd never see him again because he was a cheater. I also swore that I'd be better about using condoms. I had to be, right? No guy wants to be boyfriends with a slut, right? I said, never again to both barebacking and seeing Ripped Boy. I did see Ripped Boy again a few times, but I made him wear condoms. He said he understood. We stopped fucking when his boyfriend figured out he was fucking me. I might have kept my promise about making Ripped Boy use condoms, but I did get barebacked again. But, that is another story.

OMG What Did I Do? Part V I could hardly wait for my boyfriend to get home. That message just got me hotter than hell for some reason, thinking about a guy with a huge cock and he knows us apparently but not anyone we know. For some reason I was now almost panting for some sex. My hole just kept tingling from the thought of someone may have been watching us and thinking we were a very hot couple. Not any time too soon, my boyfriend arrived home and I met him at the door naked and tearing his clothes off. Drug him into the bedroom and on top of me. My mouth dropped onto his cock and sucked like I was sucking for my life and soon had him hard and dripping precum galore. He was busy, too, eating my hole and dipping his tongue in and driving me crazier. Then he pulled away grabbed me and threw me on my back, lifted my legs into the air and rammed his cock in me with only his and my spit on his cock and my hole for lube. I groaned with the pain at first but it did not take long before his thrusts had me in pure heaven. He pounded my hole like there was no tomorrow and then I felt it, his cock expanded and then he growled and rammed his cock as deep as he could and was cumming a river in me. WOW We laid there then as he lowered my legs down and we laid in each others arms for a good hour afterwards. Then we finally got enough energy to get up to go eat supper. During supper I started to open up a little to my boy about my fantasies. I told him I had been looking online at some sites and getting off with my dildoes as we hadn't been doing much, sex wise anyway. I told him I felt guilty doing it but it seemed like it was helping us. I asked if he cared and he told me that it seemed to be working well. He laughed then and said a little fantasy never hurt anybody and to be honest he had thought of a couple of hot guys he had seen when fucking me and loved it that way too. We laughed then, but I could not tell him about this new guy I had seen as I was thinking my thoughts about that and the fact the guy seemed to have spied on us sometime or other was over the line a little. But it was nice to know my boyfriend had a good imagination also. We watched TV naked in bed after supper wrapped in each other's arms till we fell asleep. After our talk the next two or three days went by quickly although our schedules prevented us from seeing much of each other again, until bedtime and sleep came easy then from a lot of work. I was pretty satisfied for the time being. Being the little cum slut I was, though, it did not last and I found myself, on the 4th day after our talk, turning the computer on and looking to see who was on that I could have a hot talk with and pound my insatiable hole with a dildo with. A couple of sites had, basically, nothing on and turned to my main one then to see what could happen. There were two or three messages there from guys I had played with before but they were not quite what I wanted and then saw a message from THE guy. I opened it and he was writing me to tell me how nice the trails were at the park the last couple of days. He went on to say that he thought sure he would see me walking or maybe sitting around trying to get a look at his cock. He had included a pic this time, but it was just the tip of his cock with a large drop of precum oozing out of the hole in it. It really did look huge, but again he was not online. I just stared at the tip of his cock and without even hardly knowing what I was doing my hand had grasped my dildo and was lining it up with my hole as I looked. I came out of it a little as it dawned on me that I had my dildo halfway in me already while thinking about a huge 11" cock in me. WOW I was almost ready to cum just thinking about it. I decided that I just had to see that for real and then I could forget about it finally. I made plans to take the next day off of work and head for the park and find a place to hide so I could watch the main trail and get a look at him if he came by. I prepared a snack to take along as I decided I was going to be there all day if it took that long. I also packed my largest dildo and lube as I just knew if I did get to see him I would have to ram it in me to get off for sure. I called work the next morning as soon as my boy left and told them I was not feeling all that good but put me down for PTO instead of sick leave as I was sure I would be back the next day and I wasn't going to the doctor. With my hard work they didn't bat an eye but just said to hurry back in. I then dressed in a tshirt and shorts with a jockstrap and headed for the park.

Marcus: 2031 I awoke just past 10:00, stretched and felt the drying cum at my anal opening. Flexing my ring a little, moisture seeped out, creamy cum which seeped onto my fingers. I lifted the digits to my lips and sucked the goo from them, checking my phone, and lap tablet. Damion had sent his apologies, stating he been (literally) tied-up by a hot 18 year old who wanted his poisoned load for himself. Damion also asked if he could cum over around noon to complete his promise, and even offered to bring the 18 year old and his buddy, a 19 year old virgin, for me to corrupt. I sauntered into the shower and rinsed the sex left on my body from my activities the day before. Slipping on a skimpy jock and tank top, and pulling on a tight pair of jeans, I decided I was the picture of seduction. Walking out of my apartment, I headed for the café on the corner, where, seated in my favorite seat that overlooked the street and all the hot guys who populated the neighborhood, I ordered up my favorite coffee beverage and sat back once again reflecting on the events which lead me to my current position. 2011 The face of AIDS had changed over the years. In the late 70’s and early 80’s it was just the gay cancer. Somehow guys were coming down with it, wasting away and finally dying. Then scientists put a name on it, and had discovered what was causing the syndrome, HIV, and also devised a test for the anti-bodies. Guys still died from the virus but we now knew how to prevent future spread, but scientist and the medical community did not take into account man's need to breed. As much as the medical community promoted safe sex and the use of a condom, we continued to fuck raw and recruit new raw fuckers into our ranks. In the late 80’s new drugs were prescribed that help control the virus and extended the lives of its victims, but the early drugs sometimes caused more damage than did the virus. In the early 90’s new cocktails were devised which helped make it possible to keep the virus in check, and we began fucking like there was no tomorrow. After all, if we got infected we could take pills and still live a normal life. We had known Jack since our high school days when we would sneak off and go to CumUnion parties at the Steamworks. At the beginning it was just blow jobs and Jack pulling out and shooting all over our faces, but then one night he an evil grin crossed his face and before I knew it, Jack was fucking Robert. “So, stud, where you want this load tonight? 'Cause I’m thinking of breeding you good” “Fill me up, Buddy, give me your dirty poz cum.” Jack shot his load into Robert that night, then into me, then Robert again, and continued to do so at all of our meetings with him at the bath house. About a month later Robert called and said he was feeling like shit, so I arranged for Robert to receive more cum injections from Jack, and the other guys at the Steamworks. We were both guessing that all the loads up to Jack's were not much more than undetectable blanks, but that Jack had finally pulled the trigger. Jack had pozzed me and Robert with his deadly seed, a seed which defied medication and would within six or seven years find us facing the Grim Reaper. We found ourselves in the hands of hospice workers to sooth our last remaining days on earth. Robert claimed several dozen willing victims who he had seroconverted with our strain, sentencing them to death just like us, and I doubled that number by going on breeding sprees, hosting conversion parties and breeding any young lad who desired my poison. Our initial health must have been much better than Jack’s as neither of us showed any outward signs of the virus, other than being more prone to colds and the occasional flu. 2017 Robert and I sat around a bonfire while out camping, both shirtless and just wearing basketball shorts, shorty socks and trainers. We were looking through the latest batch of photos I had uploaded onto my tablet. Many were from our high school days and the intervening eight years. We laughed at some of the photos. We looked so young back then, although, truth be told, neither of us of had changed all that much, except the baby fat had disappeared from our faces. We probably looked to be in better shape than we were when we were graduated. We were much more lean, and, oh, Robert had a KS lesion on his side. Neither of us had gone on meds, figuring that with our strain it wouldn’t make much difference in the progression of the disease. To his credit, Jack had directed us to his Infectious disease doctor, Dr. Dave, who had the reputation of being experienced as in treating HIV, and as being sexually utterly twisted and kinky. He respected our decision to forego medication, and even directed some chasers our way. Dr. Dave volunteered at the local STD clinic, and also maintained his own practice. He was in his early thirties, which made it easy for him to blend in with his clients. We laughed and swapped stories of our conquests. Then Robert blurted out “I did it with Dr. Dave. I let him fuck me, and afterwards I planted my toxic load in his ass.” I laughed, adding “It wouldn't be the first time for him. I've seeded his ass multiple times.” We both laughed and soon were embracing and fondling each other, our lips finding flesh to suck and lick, hands stroking each other’s ridged members. But for our trainers, we were naked, in a sixty-nine position, slurping on each other's cock, drooling pre-cum into each other's mouth. It didn’t take long before my hard penis was shoved up Robert's sloppy hole, pumping in and out, feeling the remains of the last load he taken from some college kid on the way up to the campsite. I started pounding harder and faster, which made my balls tingle. After about 15 minutes I looked up from the task at hand, and, as my sweat dripped onto Robert’s chest, I saw a kid about 18 or 19 or so, stroking his large cock watching me fuck my buddy. He was quite tall, about six feet, dark hair and gleaming eyes, a chiseled body and a nine inch hard cock. “You want to see me load my buddy up with my load? You wanna see me knock him up?" I asked. “No, sir. I want you to fuck me and knock me up with your DNA.” I pulled out of Robert, my cock dripping with his ass juices and pre-cum, and motioned the boy to join us. Guiding his hard cock into Robert’s gaping hole, I then mounted the boy using Robert's ass juice and my pre-cum for lube. The boy was tight, and I know I ripped him open as I pressed my cock in, if only 'cause he screamed with pain. I held still, then felt him starting to pump into Rob, slowly moving his cock in and out of that hot hole, the boy's ass let go of the vice grip it had on my organ and as he gyrated into Rob. My cock began to explore the innards of the kid. I slowly withdrew my cock half way and plunged it back in to the hilt. I could feel my pre-cum lubing his insides as my shaft ripped new passages into the boy, I felt his ass spasming and knew he was about to blow his load into Robert's sloppy hole. With that I came in the boy, unloading my toxic seed into his rectum “Oh yeah, take my death seed into your boy pussy.” “Oh my god. You’re poz? Fuck, yeah, give me more.” Robert and I took turns breeding the boy. His hole became quite distended with all the fucking and fisting we did to him. We took him into our tent and put him between us and took turns fucking and cuddling the boy. In the morning we cleaned up our new slave boy, asking his name for the first time “Damion,” he replied. 2031 My boy arrived with a cute 18 and 19 year old in tow, I gestured for them to sit, we had a quick lunch then headed back to my apartment to play with each other.

My hole goes into overdrive when I hear those words I start milking and squeezing that cock even more, pulling him deeper into me to ensure that seed is shot as far up inside me as possible. I don't want a single drop wasted!

Mostly the top wants the final encouragement and confirmation that you desperately need his seed. Depending on the position I usually grab is ass and push him into me. Make him pound me as hard as he can while looking him into the eye to see him orgasm. Love that bit!

Poppers and practice...

I had been told on a handful of occasions throughout my stay in New York City about a bar known as The Eagle in the Chelsea are of Manhattan. "You've got to go to The Eagle" "You'll get what you want in The Eagle" "You've never been to The Eagle?" and so on. I was told it was a leather bar. Which at first put me off going, I'm not exactly a gay scene member. I'm a pretty regular bisexual guy who's interested in the world of kink without being a regular participant. Besides the only leather I had with me were a pair of regular boots. The idea I had in mind was leather ass-less chaps with a hardness and gay policeman's hat. I wasn't about to dress up as a member of the village people just to get into a club. After I was enlightened to what the place was actually like, I thought it was worth going. "Maybe on a quiet night" I thought, that way I wouldn't be bombarded with too much to process and I'd be more comfortable sat at the bar. I decided to go on a Monday. If I had checked their website in advanced I would have found out that Monday was actually foot fetish night. Now I'm pretty neutral when it comes to this fetish but if I had of know I probably would've went on another night. I head to the bar which opened at 9pm and made my way upstairs. On the quiet nights only the upstairs section of the three storey bar was open. I was greeted by a shirtless barman who looked like Chuck Lidell(ufc fighter) and ordered a drink. He was friendly and welcoming and very open from the get go, he explained to me why there was foot fetish videos on the TV screen, and two guys tickling each other in the corner. I felt a little embarrassed, he asked me about my type as he saw that none of the 9 patrons were talking to me. I told him I was into older guys. "You'd like my friend Kurt, he might be here later" "Cool" I thought. I observed as the barman played cupid with people sitting at the bar, those he knew previously and those he just met. He seemed to enjoy this, but was in no way forced like the barman at Stonewall. He was a really cool barman, didn't pretend to like anyone he didn't like but wasn't rude either. If he wasn't a bottom I'd be very keen to let him fuck me. I wasn't his type anyway, he was more into Latin guys. Speaking of which. A midget parks himself next to me on a stool at the bar. Is midget correct term? Dwarf maybe? Anyway he was about 4 feet tall, Latino, very confident. He immediately struck up a conversation with me. I was the only Irish guy he had ever met. We made some small talk and for whatever reason he wanted to show me some leather harness he bought. He had a picture on his phone. As he flicked through the pics of this unimpressive harness, in a very obviously deliberate move he "accidentally" brought up a picture of his dick(which to be honest was impressive given his size) "Oops, I didn't mean to show you that.....what do ya think?" "Very impressive" I answered smiling. I for just a second contemplated having sex with this guy, just so I could say I was fucked by a midget(dwarf ) however he was being a little overbearing and I soon became uninterested. He got up to use to toilet and never came back. In his place, sat an older black guy who worked just down the street and was just popping in for an after-work drink. He was friendly and interesting and we seemed to be getting on. "Can I swap shoe with you?" "What?!" This was an odd request. Then I remembered where I was. "Just for a few minutes" I hesitantly obliged, it seemed to give him a lot of pleasure. A German man in full leather(pants, boots, and harness) sat beside me, he had a strong BO. Not a bad smell, but a strong smell of sweat, quite nice actually. He joined in on our conversation and filled me with compliments. He leaned in for a kiss, as we were kissing a felt a hand slide down the back of my jeans and grab my ass. I thought it was the German but it was the black guy, I guess he wanted a feel. He then pulls me in for a kiss. The German shoves both his hands up my shirt and feels his way around. "You taste great" says the black guy. His hand sliding further down to the point where I'm sitting on it. His finger pushes into my hole. We all go in for a triple kiss, I'm getting horny. "Come with me" says the German. and takes me by the hand to the toilets. For whatever reason the black dude didn't follow us. Inside the toilets were two older leather guys, one taking a piss into the other guy's glass. He then taps his dick on the rim of the glass making sure every last drop had gone in. Without hesitation, the leather sub knocks back the entire glass of piss. "You find that horny" enquired the German. "Yeah it's hot" I replied. He pulled me into a cubical and shut the door. "Get down" I squat in front of his leather pants in the piss soaked cubical. He pulls out a bottle of poppers and takes a huff. He then feeds me some. The club music begins to pound heavier as does my heartbeat. He pulls out a semi erect penis with a large Prince Albert through the head I place it in my mouth and taste the metal. He pushes his semi soft cock down the back of my throat with gentle thrusts. The feeling of the metal sliding down my throat is new to me and very pleasurable. I take it down and swallow, massaging the head with each gulp. His crotch smells as good and strong as the rest of him, and the high from the poppers heighten this. I feel his cock harden with my lips. He puts the bottle under my nose again "Breath deep" I get nice and light headed, he begins to fuck my throat as he sniffs back the poppers. I see people in the corner of my eye looking in. It gets me going. I start to gag on his cock as he fucks harder and harder, I sense he is close to blowing his load down my throat. I pull back but he pushes my head against the cubical wall so I have nowhere to go. He fills my mouth with his cum, it tastes great. "Open" I open to show him his load. He spits in my mouth and slaps me on the cheek, I swallow it all down. As we leave the cubical and old man grabs me by the arm "I was watching you in there. You're a dirty little boy" This was all done in a very creepy way, that made me feel kind of intimidated, he was really grabbing my arm tight. "Let go of him" said the German guy. and he brought me back to my seat. As I got back to my seat I was scolded by the barman. "You should've let me know you were going to the bathroom, here I held your drink. Next time tell me. Anybody could've put something in there" Oops. I was very impressed that he cared enough to hold my drink and give me a lecture. Luckily(or unluckily depending on your fantasy) I wasn't spiked. "Anyway, Kurt is here, he's at the end of the bar" I excuse myself and head down to see Kurt. He's about 6 feet tall. Wearing jeans large black boots and a sleeveless shirt. He had a bald head and a goatee. Fitting my type(or one of my types) perfectly. Right away we got on great, I felt immediately comfortable around him, and his Texas charm was working wonders. We had a few drinks and he invited me back to his place. The barman looked over and said "See I told ya" he had certainly done his job as cupid well. Just as the place was filling up we decided to leave. Kurt took me to his place in Hell's Kitchen and up to the apartments rooftop. We took in the view and he offered me some weed, I accepted and he gave me a blow back from his joint. This let to a few minutes of passionate kissing. He was probably the best kisser I've ever been with(boy or girl) he knew his way around a mouth, his lips were soft and beard felt great. After a few minutes of swapping spit we moved downstairs to his bedroom. We both undress. "You've got a great ass" he remarks, I thank him. "I'd love to rape that!" "You can" I reply. I feel his body, he is in great shape. His dick is very long. I comment on the size of his penis and he tells me not to worry. "I'll go slow at first" I suck his dick for some time he loves it. Then he parks me on all fours in front of him. He taps my hole with his large dick. "Breath" I take deep breaths as he pushes his dick into me. I feel a shock and push forward, bashing my head off of the headboard. We both laugh before he gives my head a gentle kiss. He is such a cool guy it really makes me want to please him. "Lay on your back" He grabs my ankles and stretches my legs apart, he plunges his dick down in one go, it takes the breath from me but I have nowhere to go. So I take the shock, he begins to fuck. "Yeah exactly like that, fuck your boy hole" He is getting me extremely horny "Fuck me, that's so big" I tell him. "Yeah? You like me raping your ass boy?" I feels so good I can barely answer. "I can tie you up and just rape your hole all day long. If you scream I'll shove my sock in your mouth....Or maybe something else" With that he pulls out and straddles my chest. Pulls my head up by my hair and jams his cock down my throat. I gag a lot and start to drool over his cock. He then buries it back into my hole and fucks. He leans in so my legs are over my head, wraps his arms around me and tongues my mouth and he pounds my hole. This angle is extremely sexy and I can feel his dick pushing through my second ring, it feels amazing. He then turns me around and pounds me from behind, still penetrating my second ring balls deep in my ass. "Im about to cum boy" His speed picks up and I start to loose my breath. "You want my load?" "Yes Sir!" I bellow out. He shoots in me deep, balls deep right into my guts. It makes me hot how deep his dick is in me. "Your turn to cum" "That's ok" I reply, sensing that he might be tired from his machine like fucking. "No way. I'm not the only one having fun tonight" If I could marry that man I would. Where are these kind of tops in Ireland? "Come here" He places me on top on him straddling, with his large dick still in my ass. I grind it deep as I jerk on my dick. It doesn't take much wanking until I blow a huge load on his hairy chest, I collapse, sweaty and exhausted. He pulls my face towards him and makes me lick the sweat and cum from his chest. "Now that's hot" he says calmly. I fall asleep in his arms. He woke me in the morning, fucked another load into me and sent me on my way. We got to know each other before I left and met a few more times, he was one of the nicer guys I met in the states and is the kind of guy I'd do anything sexually with. Those kind of guys are hard to come by, especially at home. Makes me glad I listen to the advice and finally went to the Eagle. My first time there was a resounding success and pretty soon I became a semi regular. Hope anyone who reads this enjoys it. Sorry this entry didn't come sooner. Still trying to come to terms with my recent diagnosis and events surrounding it. So some days it's hard to write about my experiences as I just don't have the energy, I may be a little depressed. Pretty soon I will report on the meeting I believe got me infected, which will be hard given that it has come to light that the guy knew he was positive and told me otherwise. But I think it's the most important part of my stay there, so it's coming up soon. Thanks for reading

was feeling horny after my BBC fuckbud had left after dumping two loads in me. called him and asked him if he wanted a go again. he said yes. i got on my knees with him in the chair in the dining area and went to work on his thick black cock...after he a few minutes of licking...he held my face and started to pump real hard..must have gone on for about 10 min and my mouth was a little sore from being stretched out.. he then lubed me up and entered me...he worked a slow pace for a few minutes.. and then started plowing the hell out of me.. i couldn't hold it any longer and shot my load.. he kept going for a couple of more minutes and then shot a good load in me.. i took him in my mouth and cleaned him... my third load for the day and i am done for today....the BBC thing is addictive...and i am his slut for good..

Oscar replaced Richard and his fingering was scratching my hole to make it bleed. Richard brought the cup of cum and ass juice and told me to drink up. As nasty as it looked before the slam I swallowed it all and licked the cup. Next Richard soaked a jockstrap with poppers and held it to me face and as I flew Oscar ripped me open. ----------------------------------- Sometime later I was able to focus and remember a guy no older than me who was fucking me. He looked like a frat or jock college guy. I was amazed how fit and young he was and thought only older guys wanted whore boys. He wasn't white nor black but he was so hot and good looking, sort of a young Derek Jeter and his eyes were beautiful. "I can't believe your ass is still tight after Oscar pounded you. Do you like when they hurt you?" "I want to make them happy and if a man enjoys hurting me then I want them to hurt me. But I don't want to get really hurt. What do you like?" "As long as I can fuck a tight hole and shoot my cum in that hole I'm happy and since I already came once in your ass I plan to fuck you for a while more and then shoot it you again." "Your slow but long and deep fucking feels so good. I could enjoy this all night" "My name is Drew and I know your Tommy. You don't remember me do you?" "Sorry I keep drifting when they slam me." "I don't mean from tonight but from school. We never actually met but you were friends with the guy in the next dorm room from me, Anthony" "Yes I remember you now. I can't believe your here and your fucking me." "Anthony didn't think you were gay. I can't wait to tell him. He always wanted your ass" "So you know why friend George?" "Everyone knows George." "I'm staying with him for the next couple of weeks if you want to try to get together and bring Anthony." "Oh yeah, you're a real whore now. You want Anthony to cream your hole too?" "I dreamed many times that he got in my room and fucked me while I was passed out. And I hope to find a friend or two from my past." "Anthony would love to get together then we can put sleeping pills in your drink and when you pass out both of us will take turns on your ass" All of a sudden I started to feel something and realized it was the same as when Big John had fucked me and that I was going to cum soon. I told Drew and he stopped fucking to make sure I didn't cum. A few moments later he started again but went faster and told me he was going to breed me again. I begged him to breed me and he held me tight as his cum shot in me. Drew told me he'd call Anthony and then get in touch with George soon and he walked away. A guy who fucked me early came over and said, "I told you I'd be back." I remembered he came really fast and spit in my mouth and liked my locked cock. He asked where George or Richard were as Richard walked up behind him and startled the guy. I couldn't hear what they said but I saw Richard pull a key out of his pocket and hand it to the guy. The guy then turned to me and told me how he liked boys in chastity and asked if it was just for tonight or did I want to stay locked and I said it was my first time but I liked it and wanted to stay locked. He then pulled out a smaller chastity cage and told me if I wanted to be locked I should be in the smallest cage that fits and he started to remove the one I was wearing and then squeezed the smaller one on me. My cock looked smaller than Bobby's! I thanked him and after giving the key back to Richard told me to remember that I wanted it later. Richard gave me another drink and then slammed me again and I don't remember anything else until I woke up the next day.

Sliding in balls deep and feeling the actual flesh of another man grasping the base of my cock.

I'm married, closeted, and love to be fucked and bred. I also love sex with women. I consider myself bi. I'm only interested in men for sex and not any kind of emotional connection, like I feel for women. I suppose if women were as easy to hook up with as men, I'd have sex with women more than men. I'd still have to get my ass fucked every now and then, though.

That's hot. These are a few of mine. I'll have to get the nerve up to just take a bunch of loads. Know anyone in Louisiana? Lol http://www.xtube.com/community/profile.php?user=sailmd16

Part V While he hung there taking ragged gasps of air around his gag, I reached down and started peeling off his white cotton shirt I had put on when I went outside to move his motorcycle. It was damp with my sweat, making to cling to my torso as it reluctantly came loose. As I pulled it over my head, I drank in the smell of his musk mixing with mine with a deep, slow breath. Perhaps it was my imagination, but the smell of the sweat pouring off of him now seemed richer and deeper, infused with all the overload of hormones being pumped into his system by the fear, pain, and pleasure. Tossing away the now dirty shirt, I reached down and began unbuttoning my jeans. The front of the faded jeans were soaked a deep blue with precum, as pulse after pulse of my sap had flowed out of my slit every time he had twisted in his chains in pain and moaned through his gag with pleasure. The button seemed to pop off like the bolt to a battered cage, as my steel hard dick fought to get free. Tugging my jeans down, a blast of scent from my sweat and precum permeated the room, and my helpless stud again began to move, involuntarily responding to the smell like a bloodhound following a trail. My cock and balls were slick with a thick coat of slime, and I felt the cool air hit the puddle plastered down my thighs as the jeans fell completely and I kicked them away. Finally free, my cock flexed a stretching predator, and I felt its hunger to impale the prey hanging before it like an aching need. I crouched down on the balls of my feet, with his limp head hanging between my folded legs. I reached down with both hands and grasped two handfuls of his damp hair, and slowly pulled his head back until he could face me. Still trying to recover from his denied orgasm, he tried to shake some sense into his head and concentrate his eyes on me. I waited until he was finally able to focus before I began. I wanted him to fully understand everything that was about to happen to him. I smiled as I looked down at him and said, “That’s what I like to see, a bitch in heat.” I saw a small spark of anger pushed through the confusion and pain, and I had to laugh at how even now he still hadn’t completely surrendered. It would make the inevitable that much sweeter in the end. I pushed his head down to face my crotch, I said in a low voice, “And like a cumslut you’re going to get fucked bare.” I could feel the fear beginning to return, as he confirmed my suspicion that I was going to be the first to ravage his virgin ass. At this realization, an involuntary flex from my cock pushed out another bead of precum, and he watched as it pooled at the exposed head before flowing down my shaft. “There is something else you should know before I tear you open. I’m positive.” His head and chest tried to lunge away from my pulsing cock, as if a venomous snake had appeared inches from his face. I tightened my grip, and forced his head to remain between my legs, and his fear flooded back through him almost as strong as before. His muscles, exhausted from his endless flailing and aching from being pulled and pressured into painful positions, could only weakly sway as he tried to will his body away from my poison-oozing sword. He began to whimper in terror as his worst nightmares were coming true. A thrill ran through me as I pulled his head closer and closer to my cock, and it seemed to bounce and flow like a salivating beast desperately stretching for its defenseless and trapped prey that was just out of reach. As I pulled him closer and closer, his whimpers became squeals as his fear penetrated deeper and deeper, prying loose the seal on the mindless terror he had experienced when he first woken up. I paused and held him on the brink, watching his bound muscles struggle without coherence to try anything and get free. After reveling in his fear, I finally relaxed my grip and let him ease away from shaft. Again, I pulled his head up so he could look at my face. “You ARE getting fucked bare tonight, and nothing you do is going to stop that. But, I am going to give you a chance not to get charged.” His body froze, and he waited without breathing for me to continue. I almost laughed at his desperation, knowing that he would do anything to escape from the hell he had awoken to. Everything to come became so much sweeter when they saw the false ray of hope that could set them free. They never realized that their own desperation was the only tool that would accomplish what nothing else I inflicted could, and be what permanently broke them into my personal fucktoys. “I’m going to give you one chance to leave here clean tonight. We are going to have a little competition while I am fucking you, with one rule that’s very easy to understand.” I kept staring into his eyes, and I don’t think he had ever been as focused as he was now in his entire life. “If I have to cum first, then I will make sure I pull out and not shoot my charged load inside you. I’m also going to give you something to loosen you up, since I know this is your first time. I’ll still be fucking you bare, so the more you struggle and resist, the bigger the risk I might tear something back there. As you noticed, I leak quite a lot, so there is no guarantee you won’t get infected. It’s not a sure thing, but this is the best chance you’ve got. Understand?” He quickly nodded, determined to cling to his false hope. “But, if you cum first like a real bottom whore, then I am going to fuck you hard. I’m going to tear you raw until you bleed and then grind load after load inside you. I’ll use you all night until you are begging for my dirty cum. I will own you, and use you for whatever I want to get off.” Another wave of fear spread across his body, and I could see the fear and desperate hope burning in his eyes. “I’ll even promise not to cheat and play with your cock while I fuck you. A big stud like you shouldn’t have any trouble not cumming from having a dick up his ass. I’m sure the pain will also help.” I could see his hope build through the fear, as he was sure that it was impossible for him to cum if no one was pleasuring his massive dick. “Now, let’s get started, shall we? I wouldn’t want you stuck here all night.” I let go of his hair, and slowly stood up from my crouch. If he had been able to pry his attention from my dick when he was thrashing to get away, he might have noticed the tattoos I had on each of my quads. Printed in small black text down both legs was a list of names. Each one had been just like him, an apex predator who roamed into my reach. I had made each of them the same offer that I just made to him. But, even if he had been able to ask, I wouldn’t have told him how many had won the challenge, as it would completely remove the hope I had just planted. With the final barrier ready to be breached, I walked back around his bound body, dragging my hand along his quivering limbs. As I approached his exposed ass and stopped, I saw his powerful glutes involuntarily clench and release over and over again, with his trembling rosebud flashing in and out of sight. I reached down and began to slowly pump my painful erection and spread my dirty sap all over my shaft as my personal lube. I knew I wouldn’t need any assistance keeping my venomous fang hard all night as I fucked the virgin demigod in front of me. I finally stepped forward and pushed my slid throbbing cock deep into his valley.

(This is a long one. Once I started writing it I couldn't stop. You'll understand why.) Part III I put the case of beers down on the couch next to him and got back down on my knees between his legs with my hands clasped behind my back. Once I was back where I belonged he reached over and took the first beer out of the pack. Using his bare hands, he flexed his huge arms for a second and the cap popped off the bottle instantly with a hiss of escaping air. He kept his eyes on my as he took the bottle to his lips and took his first swig. He washed it around his mouth as he enjoyed the first refreshing taste of his favorite drink, then finally swallowed in one gulp. “Mmm. Just how I like it.” He brought the beer up for another mouthful and quickly gulped it down. I watched his adam’s apple bob up as he drank it and let me eyes dart down from his neck to his crotch before quickly returning back to his face. He smiled again and gave a small laugh. “Looks like you can’t wait to get started, bitch.” He reached up with his free hand and wrapped it around the back of my head. I could feel the strength in his arm as he slowly pushed my willing head down into his crotch and began grinding himself against my face. “You’re lucky I am ready to get serviced. It’s been a long day and I don’t feel like making you wait for this as long as a dog like you deserves.” I took in his smell with deep breathes as I felt the heat of his hand pushing me in harder mixing with the heat coming from his rapidly hardening cock inside his jeans. I heard him take another deep draft from the bottle as he groaned with the pleasure of a satisfied man. Inside his jeans I felt the monster stirring with life as my mouth and nose were dragged back and forth over his covered cock. I could almost hear the fabric stretching and creaking like an iceberg as the heat continued to spread into his massive tool. I knew that soon the monster would be awake, and that it would begin to start making his decisions for him. He downed the rest of his beer and tossed the empty bottle on the couch next to his helmet. Moving his hand from the back of my head, he grabbed a handful of hair and pulled my head up to look me in the face. I was breathing heavily and felt another leak of precum come out in my pants. My own cock was getting uncomfortably hard inside the tight jeans, but I knew there was nothing I could do to adjust it without getting punished by him. He smiled as he saw how worked up I was becoming without being able to relieve myself. He liked seeing me in discomfort, unable to help myself as I became dedicated to servicing his needs over mine. “Looks like things are getting tight down there. We can’t have that, can we? Take off my jeans, boy. Now.” I moved my hands quickly up and unhooked the first button. As I worked, he reached over to grab another beer and repeated his display of power by easily popping off the second bottle cap. His upper body was a ripple of muscles under his tight shirt as he brought the beer to his mouth and took another drink, watching me all the while. I had a hard time focusing on his pants with that kind of display going on above me, and I knew he liked the overpowering feelings he was producing in me. Everything was going exactly as he expected. I finished with the buttons and grabbed his jeans on the sides with both hands. He slowly lifted his ass off the couch, and again I paused as I saw the muscles in his stomach clench into a display of perfection. I knew this was a man who could fuck someone’s brains out from any position he pleased for as long as he wanted. He reached over with his free hand and slapped me not so gently on the side of my head. “Hurry up, bitch!” I quickly pulled the jeans past his ass cheeks of solid muscle and down to his large quads. He settled back down on the edge of the couch and I began the difficult process of working his jeans slowly down the rest of his legs. He was wearing black boxer briefs that were working overtime to keep the massive bulge of his cock pressed against his body. I could tell that even just barely hard, they were already losing the battle. He must have had a six inch log of a dick even when he was fully soft, and things were already well past that point. I watched the mound throb as more and more blood began collected in his snake with each passing heartbeat as the restriction of his jeans had finally been removed. As I tried to move his jeans further down his legs, it seems to hit a snag every time I came across another knot of muscles. He has a perfect covering of light blond hair that went all the way down his legs, and it turned golden at times. It took me a long time to finally get those jeans down before he finally lifted his feet and let me slip them off completely. My gaze travelled up his muscular legs back to his crotch where his dick had begun to tent against the tight briefs. Again he reached out with his massive hand and forced my head back down into his thinly veiled crotch. “Put your hands back behind you and get my cock hard and wet.” The heavenly smell was almost overpowering now as my nose was mashed back up against his cock, and I used my tongue to bathe the massive ridge that was forming inside his briefs. The stink was even stronger down near his balls, which looked huge even between his massive legs. I licked up and down the fabric surrounding his shaft, drooling with desire as I tried to lick and taste as much of him as I could. He let me work myself back and forth and coax his huge cock to full mast while he slowly finished his second beer. As he tossed aside his second beer, I wasn’t sure if the viagra was starting to kick in or if he was able to get his massive dick hard so fast without it, but it worked for me regardless. I knew his huge cock would remain rock hard all night, and that he had that much less blood in his system to use for his brain. He finally grabbed my hair and pulled my head up a second time to stare me in the face. I was sweating and panting from the heat of being pushed down into his crotch, surrounded by muscles and skin radiating heat. There was drool covering face all the way from my nose to the bottom of my chin, and he saw exactly what he wanted to see in my dilated eyes as I panted heavily. He knew he was in total control, and that I would do whatever he wanted immediately. Keeping hold of my head, he said, “Take off the briefs and get to work you filthy cock hound.” I reached up and dug my hands into the tight waistband of his briefs and began trying to peel back his snug briefs. They were so tight I ending up having to pull them straight down since there was no way they would stretch enough to release his massive cock without hooking on it. As I pulled them down more and more, his cock began to bend down with it like someone was pulling on the branch of a tree. His blond bush came into view, along with a blast of heat and scent as the prison door for his cock was finally being opened. I had to pause and take a long drag as I was overwhelmed by that blast of pure testosterone and sex. Still holding my head in place with one hand, he reached over with his other hand and slapped me out of my bliss. “You aren’t done yet, slut. I’m not going to tell you again.” I started pulling again and the stem of his dick was revealed sprouting out of his bush as the rest of his dick was being dragged down with the briefs. More and more of his perfect dick became visible as the briefs went lower and lower. It felt like it was taking forever to free this python from its cage as it went on and on. Finally, the pressure built up to the breaking point, and his cock snapped past his descending waistband to swing over like a falling tree and slap against his lower stomach. He kept a firm grip on my hair as I involuntarily drifted towards his freed monster. I had to stretch my arms and back to get the briefs down off his legs while he kept my head locked in place. Finally naked from the waist down, he kept holding me above his cock with both hands and began to flex it like was doing pushups. As he did this, I saw beads of precum building up on the tip of his slit, and his foreskin pulled back further and further. The huge head on top of his 10 inch dick was emerging like some kind of sped up timelapse of a growing mushroom, as more and more precum continued to collect and then drip down onto his white shirt. “Now you’re going to take all of that, bitch, and you are going to choke on it until you pass out or I finish using you.” He released my head and I quickly leaned forward and began licking the nectar from his cockhead. I engulfed his cock and then pulled it straight up so I could get it deeper in my mouth. It was straight as an arrow, and it throbbed with heat as it invaded my mouth. I could feel the softness of his skin like it was silk, and underneath that silk I felt the steel of his stem that forced its way closer and closer to the back of my mouth. As I dove down and feasted on his dick, he reached over for his third beer and again moved to pop the cap. He paused as he focused on the bottle, and had to take an extra second to move his fingers into the right position. Then, with another surge of muscles the cap flew off and joined the others. I slowly kept working my mouth deeper and deeper down his cock, trying to get my mouth accommodated to his huge girth and length. I doubt it would have been easy even if I could unhinge my jaw he was so big. My drool started to coat his sword all the way past his balls, but no matter how hard I tried his blond bush seemed unreachable. Between swigs he would reach down up with both hands and force me on his cock. He would get it right to top of my throat and I would gag as my body tried to futilely rear away, only to have my head remain locked between his powerful hands. I somehow managed to keep my hands behind my back as he did this again and again, stopping only to get another mouthful of beer. I was slowly working my way further and further down his shaft, but this monster seemed unending. As he finished his third beer, he dropped it next to the others and then again grabbed my head. Forcing my head up slightly to make me look at his eyes, my mouth still wrapped around his oozing dickhead, he said “Time to take it all bitch. I don’t care if you are ready or not.” I was already out of breath, but we both knew that nothing was going to stop him getting what he wanted now that he had made up his mind. Grabbing my ears he forced me down as far as I had been able to work and then began to push down with his hands while simultaneously lifting his waist. I could feel his dick forcing its way past all resistance like a juggernaut as he pushed his slime covered cock deeper and deeper into my throat. My nose finally sunk deep into his bush, but his dick was lodged so far down my throat I was unable to breathe. He groaned as he bottomed out his gigantic rod in its new hot and wet home, and then began flexing it inside my esophagus. “Mmm, that feels great, fuckhole. You better get used to this because I’m going to spend a lot of time parked right here this weekend.” As he held me there longer and longer, I began to feel a burning sensation building up in my lungs. Instinct caused me to start trying to pull off of his baseball bat of a cock to free up my airway for more oxygen, but I saw the muscles in his arms and chest flex and hold my head like it was in a vice. From the fixed point of my head, the rest of my body started to spasm, and my hands finally came forward and tried to grab on to the top of his giant legs. I tried to push off his body by using his legs as leverage, but underneath my hands they clumped like braided steel wire and he lunged his hips forward even more, grinding my nose flat into his brush and probing the back of my throat even deeper. He tossed his head back and groaned as I was forced to look up at this demigod of tensed muscles as his cock choked the life and resistance out of me, second by agonizing second. My legs and arms started to shake as he looked back down at me, breathing hard and swift with exhilaration as he used his body to dominate me. He felt the pure power of being able to take me to the brink, and that we both knew that there was nothing that I could do to stop him. More precum pumped down my throat as he broke down the final walls of any resistance that I had left. As my twitching got more and more feeble and my body was forced to become a tool for his whims he looked back down at me and stared into my bulging eyes and said, “I own you, slut. Never forget that I will use you for whatever gets me off, and there is nothing you can do to stop it.” I stopped fighting and went limp, and he basked in my total surrender. Finally, he let go of my head and I fell like a ragdoll to the ground, gasping for air with a horrible sound. I hacked and coughed between breathes, trying to clear my throat of all the slime he had pushed in there with his cock. He laughed as I lay at his feet, and then grabbed the bottom of his shirt and began to peel it off of his chest and over his head. Even as I lay there, I was forced to watch as he lifted his arms above his head as he finished removing his shirt. Finally revealed in his full glory, I began getting enough air inside my lungs as I looked upon this blond statue of sculpted muscle and golden skin. With his 10 inch dick jutting out straight, hard, and covered in my spit, he completed his final step of showing me how he was my better than me in all things, and that I was privileged to be used by him and his magnificent dick. As I finished coughing, my throat raw and my lungs finally heaving less for air, he swayed slightly then leaned back on the couch and grabbed his fourth beer. He attempted to open the bottle, but his hands had trouble getting a good grip on the cap. Slightly frustrated, he had to carefully place his hands and felt like it took more strength than usual to finally force the cap of the beer loose. Figuring that it was the alcohol, he took a deep draft and downed half the bottle before pulling it away from his lips. Everything was going his way this evening, and the cock slave had finally been broken in. Now was the time to get drunk and enjoy using his slave long and hard all night. Looking down at me with reddening eyes, he said “Get back to work on my dick, cocksucker. You’re going to swallow everything I give you.” I crawled back between the pillars of his legs and used my arms to steady myself on them. I took hold of his glistening cock and pulled it away from his stomach to get it back inside my aching mouth. He closed his eyes as I began to lick and bob up and down his shaft, using one hand to pump the root and the other to pull and twist on his heavy and loaded balls. He began slowly thrusting his hips up and down as finished off his fourth beer in another quick gulp and settled back to be serviced. I kept using my tongue to probe his slit and fish out his sweet precum as it continued to flow like a slow lava fountain. I alternated between bobbing up and down and then flicking his sensitive frenulum and cap. My hands began roaming up his abdomen and sliding along his washboard abs as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back. He groaned and continued to thrust his lower body higher and higher as I slowly took him closer and closer to heaven. I knew his body was slowly absorbing my special ingredients, and that his body was also releasing natural hormones that combined to make him more and more drowsy. After a couple minutes of steadily working him closer and closer to orgasm, I kept careful watch on him to make sure I tracked his body’s responses to my stimulation. I didn’t want him to cum yet, but he was almost exactly where I wanted him to be. As I brought him down from another slow buildup, he opened his eyes and reached for his fifth beer. Seeing how much difficulty he was having focusing on getting the bottle, I reached over and took the sixth bottle and removed the cap before putting it in his hand. He put down the unopened bottle and smiled. “Glad to see you are learning so fast. Keep it up and I’ll treat you to a reward.” I smiled on the inside as the bottle connected with his lips and he began to drink. My hands moved back to his chest and then latched onto his nipples, which caused a moan to come out around the bottle as he arched his chest forward. His body was almost completely relaxed as he lowered the bottle and rested his head back with his eyes closed. I could feel his body starting to respond to all the pinching and twisting that I was placing on all of his sensitive points as I exploited his body, and I continued to slowly suck and drink his leaking sap. After slowly finishing his fifth beer and dropping his hand to the couch, the bottle slipped out of his hand. I reached up and fondled his powerful biceps. He kept his eyes closed and had stopped thrusting his hips as the different drugs slowly built up more and more in his system. His cock remained rock hard as the Viagra and my mouth and tongue kept probing his mushroom head and urethra between my deep up and down strokes. As I edged him closer and closer, he began moaning as the sensations hitting his foggy brain overpowered any thoughts besides cumming. The strength in his body was fading fast, and I kept sucking all of his strength slowly and steadily out of his throbbing shaft as it pulsed slowly to his heartbeat. He began rolling his head as I manipulated his body to keep him flooded with pleasure, and slowly I began to work faster on his cock and twisted his nipples harder. His arms had fallen to rest on the couch, and he didn’t even try to open his eyes anymore. I took him near to the brink and then held him there while fresh precum pushed out with every throb as he moaned. I wanted to enjoy the taste of him while I could. I drank his clear sap from his slit like it was a fine wine, because I knew that this would be the last time that anyone ever tasted his pure seed again. As I swallowed more and more of his delicious precum, I felt my own sap leaking in a steady flow. I could feel my hard cock pushing down the leg of my jeans like a pipe that had sprung a leak, and the river had flowed all the way down my leg to my knee. I knew I had to finish this soon or else I would lose control, and the prey was so close to being subdued. I moved my arms to put his thighs between under my armpits, and I moved my hands up to his biceps. I stopped teasing his mushroom and dove down on his slick shaft hard, moving with increasing speed. His body, covered in sweat from being pulled, fondled, and edged, began to slowly squirm as the inevitable climax approached. I moved my hands down his arms, over the wet skin and damp hair, all the way to his wrists. I grabbed both wrists and clamped them down to the couch, holding them firm. He tried with feeble strength to move his arms and legs, but they lacked the strength to break from my iron grip. As his balls pulled up, he arched his back up and began panting with ecstasy. He was offering his cock to me like a sacrifice, a slave to his overloaded senses, and I consumed his offering. I could feel his cock begin to twitch as his cum flooded up his urethra. He thrashed on the couch like a manacled prisoner as surge after surge of his sweet, clean nectar was devoured by my mouth. I kept siphoning each thick blast, constantly working his cock as I demanded more and more. Even as he finally fell back twitching to the couch, I continued to assault his defenseless cock with my tongue and lips, drawing weaker and weaker spurts of cum. I swallowed his delicious seed, and nursed his sensitive mushroom to get as much of his juice as possible. A high pitch moan escaped from his gaping mouth as I mercilessly worked him while he tried to squirm away until the last drop of cum had been extracted from his slick staff. Finally satisfied, I lifted my head from his cock and it slapped against his stomach in defeat. Freed from the painful pleasure on his overworked cock, he went limp on the couch and took a deep shuddering breath. The drugs and alcohol combined with the massive surge of hormones released with his orgasm to push him past the point of half-awake pleasure and deep into unconsciousness. I got up slowly and took the keys to his motorcycle out of his discarded pants. I put on his shirt and drank up the smell of his musk on it. As I unlocked and opened the front door to move his motorcycle off the street and into the garage, I paused and turned around to look at back at my prey. He lay naked and limp on the couch, his head lolling to the side with a small stream of spit dripping out of his open mouth. He was covered in a pure sheen of sweat from head to toe, and his glazed cock was still laying rock hard across his stomach in surrender, lifting futilely with each beat of his heart. His blond hair was dark and wet with perspiration. His arms and legs were splayed out and motionless, completely defenseless. Even passed out, his muscles stood out with beautiful definition. I smiled as I remembered when he first came into my trap. He could never have imagined how far he would fall, and he couldn’t even comprehend how much lower I was going to take him. I closed the door behind me with a loud thud, and back in the living room he didn’t even twitch.

Part II I heard footsteps coming up towards the front door. Even though he had never been here before, the door opened without even a knock and he came to a stop just inside the house. He looked down across the room at me and watched without saying a word, simply holding eye contact. The front door was wide open behind him, and I knew he would remain there as long as it took for me to break eye contact. He was good, using the anxiety of someone happening to walk by and see this compromising scene to establish his dominance by making me look away first. I indulged him, and my eyes darted to the door before looking back at him, and he broke into a smile as he enjoyed his first step in taking control. He was definitely taller than me at 6 foot 3 inches and was built like a statue. His beautiful dark blond hair that was cut high and tight but looked like it had a few weeks growth to give it some body. The hair on top of him was slightly tousled from wearing his helmet, but it still looked like he was about to walk out of a damned Calvin Klein poster. I knew that it would be just long enough for me to grab on to, but I stored that away for later. He had light blue eyes that naturally drew your gaze, and he was clean shaven. When I saw his perfect smile I felt my abs involuntarily contract with desire which caused my dick to flex and another surge of precum to flow out of my slit. Luckily because of the tight fit of the old jeans and of my current position on my knees, I was able to stop more blood from draining into my cock. This handsome fucker was causing my body to betray me with a dozen different signals, and I knew that he was picking up on all of them as he just stood there. He slowly looked me up and down, and I knew I was being reviewed like a cut of meat at the supermarket. I take good care of myself, and at an even 6 feet I cut a decent figure myself. I had a runner’s build, but I also spent time building up my upper body. I liked having a lean balance to my frame, but we both knew it would do nothing to stop him from doing whatever he wished with me. His eyes finally travelled down and saw the wet patch next to my crotch that had slowly soaked through, and he gave a deep chuckle. “That’s what I like to see, a bitch in heat and on its knees.” As he finally turned around to close the door, I was able to drink in the rest of him. He had his helmet in one hand, but was wearing a tight white cotton shirt that was fitting him like a tailored glove. Nothing was left to the imagination, from his washboard abs to his pecs and large nipples. He had a strong neck with huge shoulders muscles. His arms were covered in a soft blond fuzz that almost seemed invisible in the right light, and I doubt I could wrap both my hands around one of his upper arms. He was wearing dark blue jeans with no belt and brown construction boots. I immediately had an image of him on his motorcycle zooming past people on the freeway, with a backdraft of wind somehow managing to get up under his shirt and show everyone his perfect stomach and back, causing people to swerve in traffic as they stared in lust. This was definitely a man who knew exactly what he was. He used it to dominate and control those who would give him what he wanted and were powerless to stop him. As he pushed the door closed, he turned back to face me while keeping one hand on the door handle. Looking straight into me with a smirk, he slowly moved his hand to the lock and dragged it into place with a clank. “I’m going to enjoy myself this weekend.” I looked right back at him with wide eyes while on the inside I returned the same smirk. The predator had trapped his prey. As he began walking over to me he casually looked around the house. I knew he liked what he saw, and I knew that in his mind he already owned this house and could use everything inside as he saw fit, including me. He came to a stop in front of me, towering above as he looked down. His crotch was inches from my face, but I didn’t dare move or break eye contact. He wanted to make sure I knew my proper place was on my knees in front of him, and that I everything was about him alone in this situation. I could finally catch his natural body odor, along with the heavy smell from his junk. My nostrils flared as I tried to suck in as much of it as possible, but still I didn’t move. Looking up at his body as his hard blue eyes bored into me, I knew exactly why this man always got what he wanted. Above the hills and valleys of perfectly sculpted muscle was that beautiful face looking down and judging. He saw my nostrils flare and again that perfect smile returned. I knew he would have punished me for pushing my head forward to get a heavy dose of his manly stink, and was satisfied that I was aware that any enjoyment I got this evening would be a byproduct of being able to serve a demigod. He tossed his helmet past me onto the couch. He asked, “Did you get what I ordered?” I responded, “Yes sir, it’s chilled and in the fridge. Would you like some, sir?” I had been told to buy him his brew of choice and to stock the fridge full of them. We were going to have a long weekend, and he didn’t want to have to leave the house. “Take off my boots first.” He sat down on the couch and I turned around on my knees and started unlacing his heavy boots. I took the chance to feel up his calf muscles as I lifted each leg to remove the boot, and felt the hard steel through the jeans. I could feel the weight of the muscle, bone, and the boot and could feel the coiled power emanating even from his lower legs. Still more precum oozed out and made my wet patch slowly bigger. He streched his arms out across the back of the couch and chose to allow me to cop a feel of what was to come while I completed my task. I eased each foot out of its boot and sock and could smell his odor rising with the heat from his bare skin. Something about this man made me love everything that he was giving, and he knew it. Before he would let me go any further, he pulled his feet out of my hands and put them back on the ground. “Now you can get the beer. Bring me a six-pack, and get back on your knees.” I quickly got up and headed towards the kitchen. I could feel his eyes following me, down my shoulders to my lower back, all the way to where my but cheeks were poking out above the waistband of my old jeans. He knew he could claim his territory whenever he wanted, but didn’t feel the need to rush what would be a long weekend. I went around the corner and grabbed the beer case out of the fridge. I paused to check and make sure I had the correct pack. Unknown to him, I had prepared a few extra ingredients of my own when I was purchasing him his booze. I had laced each bottle with a small amount of viagra and rohypnol, and then taken full advantage of my bottling machine in the garage to reseal my personal brew. I kept the amounts small so it would have a cumulative effect over the course of the evening. I didn’t want to arouse his suspicions with a single drink. I would be patient and continue to drag him deeper and deeper, while he continued to feel like he was more and more in control. I came back into the living to find him still stretched out with his feet spread, arms draped across the couch, and his head resting back with his eyes closed. Every muscle on him seemed to be on full display, and he hadn’t even taken off any clothes. I stood there and held my breath as I took in the sight. Eyes still closed, he smiled as he knew exactly what effect he was having. “Hurry up and get over here, bitch. You’re going to be working late tonight and you’ve already given me some ideas.” I smiled as I came up and handed him his beers before getting back on my knees in front of him. We both had different ideas of how this weekend was going to go. I knew he wasn’t going to enjoy mine.

I prefer to hold it inside until it's completely absorbed into my body -- it's also hot when a top guy felches my cummy hole and kisses me deep allowing me to swallow his load along with his saliva and my ass juice.

I have to get this off my chest. I don't care if I offend any catholics in this group. But the new pope is a fucking asshole. He did everything in his power to prevent Argentina from becoming the first country in Latin America to ok gay marriage, even calling it the work of the devil. Well he failed of course. If anyone thought that the new election of a pope would bring change to this irrelevant church is delusional. I'd rather follow the devil myself.

Unfortunately... all of the Cardinals at the Pope election were appointed by John Paul and Benedict... no surprise that being a conservative a-hole was the accepted personality. Change??? Not to be expected. These guys are stuck in the 17th century.. not much better than any Taliban or any other far right religious believer. No condoms, no birth control, no planned parenthood, no acceptance of gays..... not going to change anytime soon. And no, I am not a believer.

Omar, Mike and Dante partuied with me once in a while for over a year. During that time, I was introduced to lots of new things and positions of fucking and other stuff and after repeated sessions, I was starting enjoy our sessions as much as them. During the year, I tried to hook up with other tops but I always felt my body desiring more of my 3 black tops. Meantime the intensity of our sex and other actitities were building up higher and higher each time we met. Dante was really enjoying giving me a good beat while he fucked me and sometimes he would make me bleed. But most of the times, I would just come out with few bruises. Everytime I saw the bruises, I was reminded of Dante and how much I worhipped his body sexually. One day Omar called me over to his place and wanted to talk instead of fucking me like we always did. He started to tell me about him how he was in a gang and killed someone in a fight so went to jail for 10 years cuz it was for self defense since the other guy had a gun. He then told me that Dante was from the juvenile prison for beaing up and raping a girl when he was 13 y.o. He told me that if I continued our partying the way we did, Dante might hurt me sometimes but he doesn't mean that he hates me but he's rather very fond of me. Dante only knows how to fuck like he's raping holes and that's the only way he enjoys sex. Finally Omar asked me if I would still like to continue our sessions after knowing that I was basically getting prison fucked by 3 of them everytime we met. I told him that I love to worship their body and their cocks and nothing will change my servitude for them. He smiled and took out his pipe to offer me smokes. I serviced Omar's cock with my deep throat for hours until Mike and Dante were free. Then when they came over, we had another rough rape like sex. This went on for few more months until Omar got arrested again and went to jail.

As I said, long parties sometimes leave me hungrier even after few days of fucking. So Omar decided to take me to West Side Highway at 3 AM. When we got there, I was surprised at how many men were having sex there. Some were just touching each others' penis but there were some hardcore fucking going on as well. Most of them were blacks and latinos so I stood out from the crowd. As I walked behind Omar, I got many looks from the crowd. Some of them tried to talk or grab me but I wanted Omar to pick who I was going to have sex so I dismissed all the advance. Omar finally found this tall heavy set man with a big cock. I got down on my knees and deep throated his cock. After few minutes of sucking him, he turned me around and fucked me really hard. The sound of slapping of his body and mine seemed so loud that I was afraid that the cops would come and bust us. But instead we got few fellow slut audiences. After he came, he pulled out and walked away. I pulled my pants back up and saw Omar standing far away to watch for the cops. He came over to me and we started to walk around again. I spotted two young boys sitting on the bench and looked at Omar. Omar told me to go over to the bench and start sucking them without talkling to them. It turns out, Omar knew one of the boys. They both had beautiful cocks that got rock hard in few minutes. I got spit roasted by these two right on the bench. This time, Omar stayed close by and took some pictures. The boys swtiched around few times until they loaded my hole and made me clean their cocks. It turns out that these two boys are hustlers but the business was slow so they were hanging out in the piers. After few minutes, Omar wanted to go back home but I was still hungry for more fucking. I didn't want to tell Omar that I was still hungry for cock after 3 days of getting fucked. So I walked with him to his train. After he left, I went back to the park to look for these two hustler boys. I asked them if they wanted to party with me. I took them to a hotel and gave them my bag of tina so they could party up while I sucked them to hardness again. We partied another night in that hotel and they really used my body for their sexual pleasure that night.