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"Okay guys, we all know why you're here. You've either had the fantasy of being a cum-dump or done it before and want to do it again. Either way, that's what we're going to do here tonight." He was a good looking younger guy, about six foot, maybe 185 pounds with dark brown hair. The term "cum-dump" made my insides tingle from the way he said it. "We're going to do this in a different sort of way than you might have thought or, maybe, wanted, but I'm about to tell you how we're going to do this tonight. We're going to play a game somewhat based on 'Musical Chairs'." He was addressing six other guys and me. "I hope you all understood when you came to this little party that what's about to happen is you bottoms are all going to be anonymously fucked and, probably bred by a number of horny tops. You're all going to be blindfolded, led into the other room where you'll be secured to well padded fucking benches. You'll have use of your hands for poppers or anything else you need, you'll only have straps around your waist, thighs and ankles." I was getting aroused by his narration and trying to picture the situation all the while trying to suppress my physical reaction. I was also wondering if I was actually nuts for getting myself into this situation. I had actually shown up, knowing that, if what I had been told by my fuck-buddy was true, I was going to be fucked raw by more than one guy tonight. I had a hard time controlling my breathing and suppressing my erection urge. I was still somewhat a novice at bottoming but had thrown myself into the role after that first time. There had been several guys that had topped me but always safe. Most of them had insisted and I hadn't objected because I hadn't known what I was missing. Then Paul happened to me. He was my first and, up until tonight, my only bare fuck. He had cajoled me into letting him enter me without a condom by insisting that he just wanted to feel my ass bare and would pull out in a couple minutes. I'm sure he went beyond that "couple minutes" before I felt him thrusting faster and deeper. I started to say something to him about the condom but found myself enjoying his bare cock fully stroking in and out so much that I failed to get anything out of my mouth. Shortly thereafter I heard him growling softly, grabbing my hips and I got my first load of cum inside me instead of my mouth. He got up, grabbed his jeans and started for the door. I heard myself ask if he had to go. He hesitated a moment. I got my second breeding about thirty minutes later. Paul became a regular fuck buddy and, for some reason, the only one I would let bareback me. Soon, my interest in other guys slowed because sex with a condom simply didn't interest or excite me as much as feeling his bare cock and knowing that he was about to shoot his cum inside me. Paul was somewhat multi-orgasmic. He always left me well-fucked and with at least two loads in my ass, a few times, three. During the down time between we would talk, generally about sex and, eventually, fantasies. He had eventually gotten me to admit that I would like to be bare fucked by someone else and that I had been reading about anonymous sex, "pump and dump" as it was called. He enjoyed my light duty fantasies but seemed to keep circling back to getting me to flesh out my fantasies about being fucked raw by guys I didn't know and taking their cum. That's what led me to being in this room with six other guys and Paul's friend who seemed to be the guy in charge of this situation. "I'm going to explain what's about to happen tonight so everyone knows what they're getting into besides the fact you're going to be fucked bare and, likely leave here with cum in your respective asses." When I had been led into the room I had wondered who the bottoms were and who were the tops. Shortly I realized us seven were the bottoms. "We've got ten horny tops tonight for this party. I know two of them personally, met three of them at a few of these parties. The other five I don't know at all other than they were referred by trusted friends. You won't know their names and, since you'll all be blindfolded during the breeding, you won't even see them." He continued, "Now for how we're going to do it. To make things interesting, this isn't going to be a simple fuck and breed situation. We've got ten tops and we're going to make this interesting for you and them both. Once you're all situated on the benches, the tops are going to come in and work out who starts with which one of you about to be cum-dumps. Once his cock is inside you, I'm going to start music playing. While the music plays, your top is going to fuck you. At various intervals, I'm going to stop the music. At that point he's going to pull out and each top is going to move to the next hole and enter, waiting for the music to restart. That way each of you gets fucked by each of the tops. Once the music restarts he'll start fucking you. If he cums, he's to stay inside you until the music stops. Once he cums, one of the other tops will join the fucking circle." "Now," he stopped and looked each of us in the eyes directly and seriously, "here's the one thing you all need to understand before we start. Once we start the party and the 'Musical Ass' party, we're going to be here until the last top finishes. You are here to serve as cum receptacles and will be used as long as one of them is hard and wanting to breed you. I know for a fact that three of the tops I'm familiar with is able to supply five loads in under an hour. Once the fucking starts, you have NO say in it. Your ass is there for the use of any and all of these tops. If they cum, it's in you. Understand that, accept it, or leave now." He looked dead serious. I took a deep breath and thought about it. For some reason, the idea of being fucked by somebody I didn't know, might never see again and knew absolutely nothing about simply excited me to no end. I had to do this without knowing why. Two of the guys suddenly shook their heads and told him that they didn't want any of this and wanted to go. Surprisingly, he didn't take offense or get angry. He simply told them fine and if they ever changed their minds, let him know. He turned back to the remain four and me saying, "Well, that increases all your odds of leaving with cum in your ass and the amount. Okay, I can't really promise that you'll all be bred, but I can promise that you'll all be fucked and fucked a lot." We glanced at each other some smiling and sharing a feeling of bottom camaraderie. "Okay cum-dumps, strip down, if you're wearing jocks you can keep them on if you like but you need to be naked otherwise except for the blindfolds which are on that table over there. Get ready and I'll be back shortly to take you each to your fuck bench and secure you down. Lube up, popper up, just be ready in about five minutes or so." I was terrified once I was strapped in place, unable to see and knowing my bare ass was fully exposed and available for whoever or whatever was about to happen. Then I heard the door open and his voice. "Gentlemen, and by that I mean you Tops, here are five cum-dumps for your use and this evening's entertainment. They know that you're going to fuck each and every one of them and some of them will be rewarded with your cum if they please you. You do know the rules and know that once the music stops you pull out of that cum-dump's hole and move to the next one, enter him and wait for the music to start fucking. If you cum during the music, you push all the way in and wait for the music to stop. Raise your hand so I'll know You can take a seat, rest and enjoy the show, knowing that these cum-dumps are being used as they should and see if you're ready to rejoin the breeding circle." I was glad I had lubed up liberally to the point of it nearly running down my legs. The top that chose me was larger than Paul and it was uncomfortable but tolerable as he entered me. I was happy when I felt his pelvis meet my ass. I wasn't sure I would have been able to accept anymore cock. Then the music started. He pulled slowly out and thrust his entire length back into me with very little pain. Shortly I was enjoying his steady rhythm and took a shot of poppers. My eyes were closed and I was thinking just how different it felt from Paul fucking me. Different but I was enjoying him immensely when the music stopped. I took a deep breath as he pulled out. I had been enjoying it and, for some reason, had forgotten the rules of 'the game' and had expected to be fucked and filled with cum. I felt a pair of fingers probing my ass, then a surprisingly large cock head against my anus. It was momentarily uncomfortable until it popped through then I realized that it was the head of his cock that was large, not the whole thing. Once inside he was pleasing me with a few cheat strokes before the music restarted. "Tops Ready?" came the question just before the music restarted. This guy was completely different in his fucking style. He would stroke fast, then suddenly slow then deep and shallow. His changing his rhythm kept my attention since I couldn't simply drop into a mindless trance and simply enjoy what was being done to my ass. It was a bit disturbing but I took another shot of my poppers and tried to anticipate what he was going to do next and work my hole on his cock. I heard his breathing getting deeper and a light growl out of him just as the music stopped. The head of his cock didn't hurt as much pulling out as it had going in. Damn, still no cum. Another cock slid slowly into my ass. This one wasn't unusual in any fashion. He was smaller than Paul and a bit shorter. I attempted to tease him by squeezing him with my anal muscles. He responded by slapping my ass. The music restarted after the 'tops ready' question. This guy stroked slow and methodically, steady as a metronome. His fucking let me relax into the mindlessness I like when being fucked. I started to take another shot of the poppers but decided to pace myself since his cock fit me perfectly. He surprised me by interrupting his perfect rhythm then plunging into me and holding his pelvis against my ass. I thought I felt something warm inside me and was wondering if he had just cum. Just then the music stopped. "We have our first breeding of the night." I heard our host announce. Was it me? Was it someone else. I heard the guy still in me whisper, "I hope you got what you wanted." It was me! The rest of the evening was mind-boggling and, somewhat, a blur. Without vision and very little speech, it was hard to keep track of time or events. I know I felt cock after cock entering my ass, fucking me, which was far easier after that first load of cum I received. My hole relaxed to the intrusions except for one top who was significantly larger than the rest. I was uncomfortable every time I ended up his bottom which ended up being several times as the night progressed. I know for a fact I got two loads from that fat cock since I heard him grunt, then tell me to, "Take every drop Boy!" as he plunged his monster into my increasingly sore hole. I was tired and nearly about to be sleep fucked when the host announced that the 'game' was over and asked the tops if they were sure. I had noted that I wasn't getting ploughed as often or as long but was so tired I almost missed the obvious. The poppers hadn't helped keep me that sharp. I was tired, sore and, sweaty. My thighs were sticky. I was just ready to go home. The host released each of us in turn and led us each, one at a time, to a shower and told us to wait in the next room. There were cold drinks and I grabbed two beers then called Paul to come pick me up as I sat in the waiting area where we had been told what to expect for the evening. I was tired, elated, and still wondering if I was out of my mind for what I had just done. I had just very recklessly allowed myself to be totally used by men I didn't know and might never see again and had loved every minute of it. Our host came into the room and called to us all, thanking us all for staying for a moment while the tops were all leaving. He conversed with us all, asking us how we were feeling, had we enjoyed ourselves, was it what we had felt it would be, would we like to do it again? Those sort of questions. It seemed that we all pretty much agreed with one hold out, that we'd all love to be invited back for the next party. He smiled and seemed very pleased then a pained look came over his face. "I do have something I need to tell you all that I didn't know about beforehand because we don't normally ask about status but I was told by one of the tops just before he left that he was just notified earlier this week that he was HIV positive with a high viral count. The problem is that I don't know which of you he bred or how many. He told me that he only managed to cum once tonight but, since he failed to tell us his status, he might be lying about how many of you he bred."

Uncle Jim Alex was a few months shy of his 18th birthday when his parents were killed in an automobile accident. Since his parents were very wealthy Alex was set to inherit everything after he obtained a college degree. In the meantime his only other living relative, his mother's younger bother Jim, was to be executor of his parents estate. Uncle Jim moved into the family home as Alex began to move on with his life. Jim was an 'after thought' and was considerably younger the his sister. At 12 years younger some in the family law firm wondered if the single young man was the right person to manage the vast estate even though he had a law degree from Harvard. Alex was a jock in high school. He wasn't good enough for a college scholarship and in his frame of mind after losing his parents he chose to attend the local community college. This allowed him to hang out with his best friend, Nicholas Richardson (or Nick Dickson as he was called). The two teenagers enjoyed smoking pot a couple times a week. Since Nick's mother always seemed to be around and Alex lived in a large home the two typically got high in the pool house at Alex's home. After a nice joint the two would be totally stoned and extent horny. With the weed in them they typically would jerk off. This interaction led to oral that Alex really enjoyed. Now with Uncle Jim living with him they thought they'd be a more careful since the two had just started living together. There was a small party when Alex turned 18. In the time since Uncle Jim moved in Alex and Nick had smoked pot on several occasions, and the night of his birthday was no different. The two snuck off for a quick smoke. After Nick left Alex went back into the house he was hoping to avoid his uncle. Uncle Jim already knew about Alex's use of pot and knew that he had his nephew in the palm of his hand when he walked into his nephew's room seeing him half baked. Jim had a plan and now was the time to launch it into action. Jim looked at his nephew sitting on the bed and commented that he looked baked. Alex had no where to run and with what Jim knew he was forced to admit his use of pot. Jim's comments put Alex at ease as he leaned that his own uncle like to get high when he asked if he'd like to smoke a joint with his uncle on his 18th birthday. Alex was already high and horny which his uncle already knew. He figured another joint would only fuel the fire. He lit the joint, took a small hit and passed it to his 18 year old nephew. Alex wasn't shy when it came to smoking pot. He never noticed the small hit Uncle Jim and just taken and took large hit followed by another one. Jim joined his nephew on his bed and the two smoked the joint. Alex commented that his uncle's pot seemed much better then his own. What he didn't knew was that Jim's preferred drug of choice wasn't marijuana, although he liked it he preferred Miss Tina. The strange feeling from the pot that Alex was experiencing was from the ample amount of Tina that Uncle Jim had made sure was in the joint they were sharing. Jim could tell by his nephew's eyes that the drugs were digging in and with the right suggestions that he'd have Alex right where he wanted him. Before tonight the conversations the two had were centered on family, the conversation they were currently engaged in was about the high Alex was experiencing. Jim asked Alex if he like the feeling he was getting from what he was smoking. Alex admitted that he really like his uncle's weed as he smoked the last of the joint. Jim had a big grin as he progressed the corruption of his nephew when he hinted to his nephew that ha knew about him and Nick. Uncle Jim's comments he'd Alex a little uncomfortable, but seemed to be open to what was about to be suggested. Alex was asked by his uncle if he'd like to get high, ready high. Alex was hooked before he heard the details. Alex followed his uncle back to his bedroom where everything was already prepared. He told his nephew to get comfortable. Alex was already wearing just some board shorts from the birthday pool party from earlier in the day. Alex sat on the bed and was handed another joint as his uncle slipped into the bathroom. Alex heard the water running as he lit up the Tina laced joint. He took several good tokes on the joint letting mute Tina infiltrated his already smoked hazed brain. Alex was busy with his joint and never noticed the syringes in his hand along with a tourniquet, alcohol wipe and a couple cotton balls. Uncle Jim asked his nephew if he was ready to go higher. Alex smiled at his uncle suggestion. The two had never been really close and Alex never knew why, but he was any to find out why his conservative father didn't really want him around. With Alex intently watching his Uncle Jim fixed a tourniquet on his left bicep and swabbed a prominent vein. His uncle then took a nicely filled point, stuck it in his nephew's vein, drew back a little bit of blood making sure he was in the vein before he pushed the plunger down emptying Alex's first slam into his blood stream. The tourniquet was pulled off as the Tina began to flow through his body Uncle Jim rubbed his nephew's chest as he coughed out hard. Alex was blasted into the stratosphere as he was given a hefty slam as his chest rose and feel with his increased breathing. Uncle Jim reassured Alex what he was experiencing was typical as he did his own slam. As his uncle looked at him as he coughed out after his own slam he began to ruin his nephew's chest and flat 6 pack as he could see the horniness growing I Alex's eyes. As his hand moved across his nephew's body he began to move lower and lower getting closer to what Uncle Jim knew was probably a soft (yet very simulated) teen cock. Alex reached up to touch his uncle's body with his eyes pleading for more. Uncle Jim wasn't going to deny his nephew's growing lust as he pulled his t-shirt off his muscular body allowing Alex to touch his bare skin. As Alex's hand explored his uncle's chest and stomach Uncle Jim began to push his nephew's limits by rubbing his hand over his sensitive cock producing a "gasp" from Alex. After a couple passes Uncle Jim knew Alex was ready to discover himself. With the next 'pass' Uncle Jim pulled the draw string that secured the board shorts Alex was wearing. With the next move Uncle Jim slipped his hand inside his nephew's shorts eliciting another "gasp" from his teenage nephew. Alex seemed to follow his uncle's lead as he did his hand up the leg of the loose cargo shorts his uncle was wearing. Uncle Jim used his free hand to loosen his belt allowing his shorts to drop to the floor revealing his 8"hard cock. Alex needed no guidance as he rose to his knees and positioned himself so that he could stick his uncle's hard and doing cock. Jim worked Alex's board shorts off as his nephew worked his uncle's cock into his throat. Uncle Jim knew his nephew could suck cock, his nephew would soon learn what it was like to be fucked and bred. As Alex sucked his uncle's cock, Uncle Jim lubed up his finger with his own spit, slipped it into some loose shards of Tina before sliding it into his nephew's virgin ass. Alex felt the penetration (along with the sight burn from the meth) as his hole was explored. Alex couldn't hold back add moans escaped from his mouth around his uncle's cock. Uncle Jim knew the added Tina to his nephew's ass would increase his desire to be fucked. He added a second then third finger into Alex's warm fuck tunnel. As Uncle Jim lifted his nephew's head off his cock he withdrew his fingers leaving him feel empty. He knew he'd be asking for his hole to be filled and wouldn't be able to resist being fucked. As predicted Alex looked up at his uncle and asked for him to stick his fingers in his ass again. His uncle shook his head no as he stated drop into his soul and let him know that there was only one thing his uncle would would stick inside his nephew's ass as he stroked his 8"cock. Alex locked his lips as he looked up at his uncle knowing what his uncle meant. His uncle pushed him on his back, crawled up between his legs and began to give his nephew his first rim job. As he began to get his nephew's home wet and hungry he heard him moan and start to beg to be fucked. Uncle Jim had waited for this moment (and deep down Alex did too, or was that the Tina talking for him). It didn't matter which one it was Alex was about to get his chemmed up, neg ass fucked fit the first time. Uncle John moved up and now had his cock pointing to the prize he worked to get. The two naked and high men locked eyes as Uncle John's cock began to slide its way home. It poked through the external ring (as easy as was planned) and was balls deep in no time. I his drug induced haze Alex had no idea what really was going to happen. Since Uncle Jim became the executor of his parent's estate he wanted to share more then part of his family's DNA, he wanted to share his HIV. Uncle Jim stated off show but before Alex could process the implications he was pounding away in his nephew's hole. Within a coupe hours Uncle Jim had deposited a couple good loads inside his nephew in a attempt to make him his son.

My boy and I were finally getting back into shape. We were spending an hour at the gym together nearly every day. We ran to the gym every day, and walked home. My boy was always horned up after a workout. We had been known to put on a bit of a show in the lockerroom showers on occasion after working up a sweat. I’m sure one or two guys stuck around when they saw us finishing up to watch our escapades. One day last week, we were fooling around in the showers when we saw a guy across the stalls from us. We’d never seen him before, and he made quite an impression. Over 6’-0” tall with a buzz cut and stubble, bulging wide shoulders and furry chest. As my boy knelt down to blow me, I watched as he started fisting his big cock. I maintained eye contact with him as my boy gobbled my dick. When he had me close, I pulled my boy up and swiveled him around so he could see our new friend. I knelt down and swallowed my boy’s cock. Our new friend blew his load as my boy came in my mouth. We winked at each other as we rinsed off and headed back to the lockers to get dressed. My boy was clearly flirting with this guy as we all got dressed and introduced ourselves. The guy told us his name was Dave, and shook hands with us. We all headed out together and walked in the same direction. Along the way, he asked if we wanted to stop for a beer, so we did. Three or four beers later, my boy and I were lit, but Dave didn’t seem to be feeling a thing. He was getting touchy-feely with us both, and I’m pretty sure he managed to slip his hand down the back of my boy’s shorts at least twice. Small talk led to racy sex talk, and he asked if he could come home with us and fool around. My boy looked at me with puppy dog eyes, silently pleading to let us keep him. It wasn’t difficult for me to agree, and we were on our way. The flirting continued as we approached our building. Once in our elevator, Dave grabbed my boy by the ass and lifted him off the floor as he hardcore shoved his tongue in his mouth. My boy was putty and melted into him. I let Dave carry by boy down the hallway as I unlocked our apartment door and led them in. My boy was in heat as he stripped Dave’s clothes off, and knelt before him, taking his thick cock deep down his throat. “You boys play raw,” he asked me as my boy gobbled his dick. “We do,” I replied as I stripped my own clothes off. I was honest. My boy and I did play raw, together, but we hadn’t screwed around with someone else in quite some time, and when we had, we had played safe. “Where’s the bedroom?,” he asked, as he stood my boy up and scooped him into his arms. My boy was making out with Dave as I led them to the bedroom. Once there, my boy bent over the edge of the mattress, arching his back and sticking his ass out. Dave started munching his hole as I dove into the bedside table looking for lube and condoms. I knew this guy was going to fuck one or both of us. I found some lube, even though my boy and I usually just used spit, but couldn’t find any condoms; after all, it had been a while since we needed them. When my boy yelped, I knew I hadn’t been fast enough. Dave reared back and had shoved his raw cock into my boy’s ass. I gasped with surprise as Dave looked as me and smirked. “What? You said you played raw.” He was right, but I hadn’t meant that we played raw with strangers. My boy moaned with pleasure as he felt Dave’s hairy balls press against his ass, filling him full of raw thick dick. “Don’t make him stop fucking me! It feels SO good to have a big dick in me!” My boy was right; Dave must have been at least two inches longer than me, and much thicker. He kept moaning and whimpering as Dave jackhammered his pussy. Dave motioned to me to shut my boy up, so I got onto the mattress and stuck my dick in his mouth. Just as my boy gagged on my dick, Dave slowed his pistoning and jammed balls deep. I figured it was to let my boy get used to blowing while getting fucked. I realized later that he was breeding my boy. As I held my boy’s head and skull-fucked his mouth, Dave pulled out of his ass. “You want some of this raw dick, boy?” I shuddered when he called me boy. I couldn’t help but pull out of my boy’s mouth and assume the position. Dave had two fingers shoved in my boy’s well-fucked ass as he guided his dick into mine. Nothing to lube me up, just my boy’s ass juices, and what I later realized was Dave’s seed. Dave shoved his cock all the way into me as my boy started kissing me. He was still whimpering from the deep fingering he was taking. I groaned as Dave bottomed out and began to tear up my hole. “This boy is loose, can barely feel a thing” Dave chuckled. I knew I wasn’t that loose, especially taking his thick tool, but he took his sticky fingers out of my boy’s hole and wedged them into mine, alongside his meat. My boy climbed up on the bed and shoved his ass against my mouth. I lapped up a sticky mess leaking out of his ass, and realized that they hadn’t used lube. The taste was intoxicating as I swallowed it down. Dave picked up his fuck-pace and then held tight against me. I felt so opened up as he moved his fingers around his dick inside my hole. “You want a go now,” Dave asked my boy. He squealed with delight as Dave tossed me onto the bed on my side. My boy lay down beside me and slid into my slackened hole. He began to fuck me, and I could tell how much Dave’s dick and fingers had loosened me up. As he found his pace, Dave slid into him again and the three of us rocked back and forth. Dave talked dirty, muttering about what cumsluts we both were and how we deserved whatever came our way. The dirty talk was sending my boy over the moon and he bred me as deeply as he ever had. When he was done, I wiggled away from them and squatted over my boy’s mouth. He ate his seed, and what we later learned was Dave’s, from my ass. Dave made no pretense this time, and wailed, “I’m gonna breed you, cumdump! Gonna fill you with my load!” He fired off as he shuddered at least six times, seeding my boy’s bare hole. He pulled out and had my boy sit on my face. I lapped that cum up and knew it tasted the same as the last time I had lapped my boy’s hole. I was still busy eating my boy’s hole when Dave got off the bed and left the room. We caught our breath and made it back to the living room just as Dave was finishing pulling on his clothes. My boy was in lust with this guy and pleaded, “Will we see you again?” Dave snickered and reached for his wallet. He pulled out a black business card with red writing on it. “You want me, my dick, and my loads again, you know where to find me.” He flicked the card at my boy and left. We read it together. “POZ PIGS FOR POZ PLAY. EVERY FRIDAY. MIDNIGHT UNTIL SUNRISE” followed by and address and a phone number. I was shocked as I realized that Dave was POZ and had seeded us both. My boy on the other hand ran down the hallway after Dave shouting, “But we can’t go. We’re both NEG!” My boy caught up with Dave as the elevator door opened. I heard Dave reply as they stepped in the elevator, “You USED to be NEG…” My boy got in the elevator with him, half-naked and the door closed behind them. I stood still for what seemed like minutes, and collected my thoughts. Then, I wondered where my boy had gone. Nearly twenty minutes later he returned. I asked him where he had gone. “Dave was still horny. He pushed the emergency button and bred me again in the elevator. Want to eat his POZ seed out of me again?” I laid down on the floor as my boy squatted over my face and pushed out Dave’s most-recent load. I guess I knew where we would be headed on Friday nights from now on…

CHAPTER 5 - A COLD BEER The next day was a scorcher, and Dalton did everyone in the neighborhood a favor by stepping outside in a few scraps of clothing to mow his parents’ lawn. In keeping with tradition, Brian and I stood at our kitchen window watching Neighbor Boy put on a show. Within 10 minutes, the kid’s tank top was soaked through with sweat, so he stopped to peel it off—leaving him in nothing but basketball shorts and tennis shoes. A few minutes after that, his waistband glistened wetly in the sun as it slowly slid down his lower abdomen to reveal a patch of dark fur sprouting up between his bellybutton and his cock. While Brian fingered my hole and I jacked my dripping poz cock, I told him we should invite the kid over for a cold drink—and maybe put on a little show of our own. My husband flashed a wolfish smile in response. And without saying another word, he stepped out toward the pool while I made my way toward the front door. * * * “Hey, bud—it’s fucking hot out here today. Can I offer you a beer?” I stood on the front porch wearing nothing but a pair of soccer shorts, waving a can of beer in Dalton’s direction. He looked a little surprised—I don’t think he expected us to be supplying him with alcohol—and responded with a friendly nod. I headed back inside, leaving the door cracked open. Moments later, he walked through the door, still shirtless. “I took off my shoes,” he said. “Is it cool for me to be in here? I don’t want to drip sweat everywhere.” “Sure, bud,” I replied, handing him the beer. “Drink up. Lots more where that came from.” He tilted his head back to chug the beer. As he did so, he inadvertently thrust his hips forward to reveal the clear outline of his fleshy cock. He killed the can in a single giant gulp. “You obviously need another one,” I said, tossing him a second can. Just as he opened it, I heard a door slide open behind me. It was Brian returning from the pool. I kept my gaze on Dalton—and just as I expected, the kid’s eyes suddenly went wide. I feigned curiosity and turned around to see what Dalton was staring at. And there was my husband, stark naked, dripping wet, his fat hole-wrecker of a cock fully erect, its thick dorsal vein pointed directly toward the taut, sweaty abs of Neighbor Boy. “Jesus, Brian!” I said, doing my best to appear mortified. “Put some fucking clothes on. We’ve got a guest.” “My God, Dalton—I’m so sorry,” he said, grabbing a towel from the guest bathroom and wrapping it around his waist. “No worries, dude,” Dalton replied quietly, his eyes locked on his beer can as his face flushed red. My gaze traveled down toward his crotch. Just as I’d hoped—and though he was trying to hide it with his free hand—the bulge in his shorts had grown noticeably thicker, causing that sweat-soaked waistband to slide a little lower. All three of us stood there in silence for a moment. Then Dalton shot a quick, guilty glance in my direction, gulped down the rest of his beer, and gave me a stiff nod. “Better get back to work,” he said, his voice shaking just the tiniest bit. “Thanks for the cold beers.”

My life was getting out of control as my sex life with some school faculty members and few of the older students continued. So far only students who were fucking me regularly were over 18 but I started to see more and more younger ones giving me dirty stares in classrooms. Finally one day, the principal told me to stop teaching and offered me a position as a social worker working with young adults to help them with education and jobs. Given the situation, I felt like I had no choice and took the offer. My supervisor was a young black man with ROTC background and he did very professional and formal introduction of me to my colleagues before leaving my training in charge of David who's been workin g there for almost 10 yrs. David was a good looking white jock with big muscles visible even under dress shirts and was only 28 yo. Old. As he showed me his clients, I saw how most of them wer attractive young black Hispanic males except one or two girls. David saw the look on my face and said,"It helps me being devoted to clients and to provide max service with a quick smile. 28 yo. White muscle jock David didn't strike me as gay til this little hint. I shadowed David for a month and spent much of free time with him as well. I even joined the same Gym and worked out with him. At the end of the month, I got my own case load of 10 clients. There was one immigrant and the rest were young men of 23-25. Many of them were fathers and paid Child supports except two who raised the child themselves. I called them and left messages on most of them. Both clients with kid called back and set up home visits for Monday before I left WI David who invited me to his apt. to celebrate end of my training. As soon as we got to his place, he stripped all his work clothes revealing his tan white muscled body with peach fuzz blonde hair before he jumped into his shower. He told me to take off my clothes and shower in his other bathroom since we don't have much time before the guests. His other bathroom was connected to his bedroom and David set it up to shock me with a sling and few toys. In the shower was an Ennemna hose. As I started shower, David walked in with dripping wet body and said, "feel free to clean deep inside your hole since you might need that tonight. I've already done mine during my lunch." He walked out and as I started to fill my hole with the water hose, another person who wasn't David walked in and went to the toilet and started pissing. I peeked and saw a quite large soft cock and low hanging balls that started to make me feel horny and the hidden slut inside of me started come alive again that I hid deep inside for last month being afraid of fucking up at the new job. As my eyes traveled up from the cock and balls, over muscled dark skin to his face, I was so shocked and lost my balance. It was one of David's client who was standing naked and pissing in front of me. David's bathroom had a shower stall with a glass door and I pushed it open as I lost my balance but didn't fall on my ass as the young man quickly turned around and held me from falling however his piss didn't stop quick enough and it continued to spray on my face and my body. The hose filling my inside popped out and was spraying water at his socks covered feet and my hole was slowly emitting the water to flow down my legs. We locked eyes for a sec before I closed the shower door and watched the figure on the stained glass. He pulled his socks off and opened the shower door again and took one of the hose and sprayed the floor clean of his piss and let the water drain thru a huge drain in the middle of the room. " custom made" he said with a smile. I stood half frozen except my eyes quickly traveling all over his body before they locked on his now growing erection. He saw the gaze and smiled. "You may service it". And he started to push me down til my inner slut woke up and took his cock deep down my throat hungrily. He reached down to my ass and pushed the tip of his finger into my hole. He pulled my ass up and did play with few more fingers before he started to push the hose spraying water and fucked me with it. Every few minutes he'd stop the fucking and guide my body over the middle drain and after he removed the cover, he said, " let it go" in a bit husky voice that sounded older than his age and exuded power and authority. I simply obeyed the stranger and opened my hole and released the water and whatever the impurities inside of me and let them fall on the drain hole beneath my body while the stranger held me up over the drain hall with his arms wrapped around my body and his eyes switched between my eyes and my hole. He stared at me half amused as I would obey a complete stranger and let myself be seen embarrassingly filthy state, and his cock started to grow bigger and harder. I was releasing clean water and started to get hungry for the huge cock in my sight when David broke us up. " Javi, please. Tonight we have to be good and introduced him to his clients. You can do whatever u want after that as long as u still promise ur love." David and Javi started to make out standing over me as David covered Javis cock with both hands and pulled him away. I stood up and started to dry myself when David came in and handed me a jock strap, a shorts and a tank top to put on. He put his on as well before we walked out to the living room and met the group of young men who were mostly on my client list. They were all dressed less revealing although I thought I saw some growing bulges on some. David was in the kitchen preparing drinks and I was sitting quietly among them. Javi joined us in few minutes dressed in khakis and a golf shirt. He introduced me to the group and told them I was going to provide service to them and help them with anything so they should take advantage and use me to fit their needs. Then they each introduced themselves to me. " there are 2 missing. They had to pick up their kids from school and drop them off with sitters. They will join us later if they can." Javi and the guys started to talk and I saw David motioning me to come into kitchen. He handed me a tray of drinks for the group and asked me to serve them. For couple of hours, David and I served food and drinks to the guys and only stopped to take a quick sip of our drinks. The guys left after 10 and as soon as the last one left, Javi locked the door and yelled, "Party time" and he pulled me tight in his arms and kissed me roughly. I opened up and accepted his tongue as deep as it pushed in and his rough hands touched me all over making gasps and moans escape through my parted lips. My head felt like spinning as his arms lifted my body up completely off the ground and it didn't stop spinning til I felt a thick finger tip pushing in at my hole opening. I quickly opened up to welcome the thick finger however once I felt something else at the tip being pushed into me that made me feel some burning sensation, my hole closed tightly around the finger. However Javi jammed his fingers with more force and speed and forced more and deeper into me until my hole muscles finally warmed up to his assaults and started to accommodate his fingers. As he fucked my hole with two or three fingers roughly, my body started to squirm and twist at his finger tips. Then I heard David's voice, " suck it deep into your lungs and hold" and felt the familiar glass pipe end at my pared lips as I opened my eyes to see both David and javi's faces close to mine and I watched them smoking and shot gunning and all three of us were surrounded with thick white smoke as I joined making out with them. Javi continued to feed me the pipe as the bodies repositioned and I was kneeling at Javis magnificent cock with a wedge under my belly to keep my ass property positioned up and out towards David who was behind me and was teasing my hole with his cock head as he watched me blowing smoke on Javis cock as more and more of thick brown cock disappeared into my face. When I reached the balls, I stuck my tongue out and licked a bit of the balls before David pushed my head from behind and all I could do was to concentrate opening as wide and to keep my teeth out of the way. David also started to fuck into me and although he wasn't as big as some of the guys I've had, his cock felt so good after a month of no sex and my penis got hard and I was on the verge of having the anal orgasm when the door bell rang. We tried to ignore but the person kept on ringing the bell and even texted Javi. " shit, it's Ruben. " " I will get him." David reluctantly pulled out and put a shorts on and walked towards the door. Javi lifted my body and carried me towards David's bedroom and half way down the hallway, skewered me down on his cock and kept my body bouncing on his cock as he stood behind the closed bedroom door. Then David screamed, "Javi, You turn on the new boy is over for tonight. Ruben wants him. ". Javi walked out to the living room with me still bouncing on his cock and kept this up for few minutes while we both watched a handsome black man getting naked and take hits from a pipe offered by David. After few hits on his own, he pulled my head and gave me a huge shot gun and his lips kept the tight locks on mine as he repeated the inhale- exhale few times til both of were out of smoke and air. He repeated this two more times and got me a huge hit before they lifted me off Javis cock while our lips stayed locked passing smoke back and forth. As we broke for air, my body was lowered onto Rubens cock then my slutty hole went on auto pilot mode and fucked itself on it for a while taking more and more. David was doing the same thing as me few feet to my left and I reached for Reuben's balls as I watched Javis balls bouncing up on David's crack. To my surprise, Ruben still had few inches remaining and I screamed and shot cum as I eagerly impaled myself down on the rest before I passed out. I woke up as shower water hit my body and washed some blood from where Ruben and I were still joined and Ruben continued to bounce me up and down on his cock. We both must came since my stomach and chest we're coated with cum and some cum coated my legs as the flow liquid oozing out of my hole travelled down. He finally pulled out with a loud "pop" and I gasped and whimpered feeling the huge void immediately. "Calm down, babe. That's all u get on first date" and Ruben quickly finished the shower and left me standing still horny and trembling with sexual high. I reluctantly finished my shower and joined David in the living room. Without Ruben nor Javi to my disappointment. David sat me down next to him and told me about how the agency was aware of me and my past. There were some regular case managers in the agency as well as more "highly motivated" ones like David and me. Hank, our supervisor first saw David a 18 year old intern orally servicing some clients who were hard to reach til David contacted them that day. They stayed responsive to the service and moved onto college or other jobs. When David's internship ended, Hank offered a part time position with only 5 clients and saw how dedicated and passionate David was with his clients. Not every case worked out and there were few fall backs and twice Hank had to rescue David from some possible violence. Hank helped David to work out with him and prescreened the clients before he assigned them to David. Most of David's clients were gay friendly or gay. David was a good bottom and served tops very well but as a strong person, he was able to gain trust and provide guidance to many bottom boys from the hood as well. Hank and David tried to train an intern from Columbia university to be like David, but the kid was too much into sex with men from the hood and probably that was why he applied for the internship at the agency and had no intention of learning or providing actual service to clients. Few months after he started, the kid ended up in ER cuz he ODed at some club that the hood young men hung out. His drug and sex problem kept on getting worse and he kept on getting spotted at a public restroom with local gangsters doing drugs and fucking around by police officers who were friends with Hank. Hank finally gave up and worked with his parents to send the kid to rehab and then military after that. Since then, David was the only case worker with "special service" til Hank accepted me recommended by my ex-boss principal of high school. The whole time David was explaining the situation, his naked body with peach fuzz blond hair laid next to my soft smooth Asian body and I felt the blond body hair tickle my skin from time to time. I was still high and although I did have few more questions about the situation, I reached out for his cock which I was glad to find still rock hard. And I teased the tip of his cock with my soft warm hole opening by placing it right there and slightly pushing and gyrating myself on it. He started to get distracted and eventually gave up the talk and started to angle himself better so little more of his cock entered my hole before he popped it out of me, torturing my hungry hole. His cock popped in and out of my hole with few inches at the tip and it drove me insane with hunger and I begged for his whole cock with tearful eyes in few minutes. Unlike the rough fucking I usually got from Latinos or blacks, he was deeper and more sensual. However David had as strong stamina or maybe the drugs helped, and continued fucking me for hours and through few orgasms from both of us. He repeatedly mentioned our commitment to our clients and to each other over and over as I slowly drifted to sleep while gently being rocked by his fucking.

If anonymous fucking is your thing, I've always liked the dark rooms in bath houses like Hawks. Sometimes I get off bending over and letting just any hard cock or fist probe at my ass. There's something primal and nasty about walking in blind, naked and greased knowing that you're going to get felt up and fucked by any guy who wants a hole to slide into. I remember one time I hit this sauna that was off the beaten path a little. I'd been partying and my cunt had been thoroughly fisted and fucked. My plan was to catch a nap in this quiet bath that tended to have an older client base (no techno, no crowds) naturally I was tweaking and so even though my cunt was sore as hell, all I could think of was getting something into it. I walked out into the quiet hall of this bath and it was pretty deserted. Most of the older guys were napping, doors open, or chatting. I walked around, took a dip in the whirlpool, sauna... then, on my way back to my room I saw this dark area. The room was big, and totally black. There was no way to navigate except by touch. I dumped my towel where I knew dudes could watch me walk in naked and took a big hit of poppers..... My head was swimming and my eyes were desperately trying to focus on anything... but there was no light. All I could feel was the throbbing ache of my swollen cunt and the sounds of bodies in the dark. I moved around, taking ample hits of poppers, making just enough noise to let guys know I was there and in heat. Pretty soon I felt a hand brush against my leg. He felt around a bit, got a sense of how I was built and felt for my cock. When he saw I was soft he reached around for my ass and went straight for my hole. Instantly he felt the swollen fuckhole and the sticky combination of lube and cum. This dude knew he'd found a hole he could fuck anyway he wanted. He dug his fingers in to my fisted hole and hissed through his teeth.... I heard him say something to someone else in the room and suddenly I had two faceless naked dudes fingering my hole. The pain was extraordinary as my abused cunt complained about more intruders raping its tender walls, but I loved being powerless to resist. Both guys took turns fucking my starving screaming hole. Each time their hard cocks would slide in, there would be the flood of sensation of being filled and the pain that quickly transformed into burning hunger. I could see in the dim light of the doorway, shadows of men who heard action in the pit, coming to see, coming to enjoy the sounds of fucking. In all I got fucked by four guys and gently fisted by another.... The beauty of being the only fucked up bottom in a sauna full of older dudes is that you get all the loads. I never did sleep that night, but my cunt still remembers the feeling

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

My boy and I had moved in together a few months ago, and we were celebrating our one-year anniversary. We discussed a few ways of blowing off some steam and having a party, maybe a nice dinner, going out clubbing, something out of the ordinary. Secretly, I made reservations at the swankiest restaurant downtown. I was planning on meeting him at home after work, and surprising him. I told him to be home and ready for a little fun at 6:30PM sharp. That would give us enough time to fool around, shower, change, and get downtown by 8:30PM. He winked at me and told me to expect a bit of a surprise as well. It was a long day at work, and I kept watching the clock as the time approached for me to leave. I couldn’t focus on my job, so I left a few minutes early. When I got home, I saw my boy’s car in the driveway, but there was a second car in the driveway. A car I didn't recognize. I went to unlock the door, and found it slightly ajar. I knew he had planned something, so I wasn’t shocked when I heard sex noises from our bedroom, or when I saw the trail of clothes on the floor leading in that direction. I was a bit curious when I saw a red jockstrap. I’d never seen my boy wear one before, and certainly not a red one. And we had porn and a TV in the bedroom, so I thought he might be warming up with a video. After all, I was home a few minutes early. I stripped to my underwear and approached our bedroom. I pushed the door to the bedroom open and my jaw dropped. There was my boy, on his back, bare naked, with a muscle stud daddy, who was wearing only a tight tank top, pounding his ass. The daddy heard the door creak and nodded at me. ‘You want some of this,’ he asked. My boy and I had talked about spicing things up, but I didn’t realize that this would be his surprise. I was also taken aback when the muscle daddy pulled his throbbing manhood out of my boy’s ass and I saw that they had been fucking bareback. I had assumed that daddy meant to share my boy’s hole with me, and my boy seemed eager, so I stripped off my underwear. Daddy oinked approval at my tight body and pulled me towards him with my dick. He leaned in and kissed me. I figured he would guide my dick into my boy’s hole, but he took the breath out of me when he shoved me down onto the mattress. He spit on my ass and spread my cheeks. Without lube or a condom, he drove his thick tool into me. I gasped for air as he started pounding me, and my boy leaned over to kiss me. Daddy pulled out and shoved his dick back into my boy. I rolled over onto my back, matching my boy’s position. Looking up at daddy’s heaving chest, I realized that his tanktop was mesh, and sort of see-through. I loved that his burly mass of hair was forcing its way out of the neck and armholes, and I could make out his pecs and nipples through the shirt. I could see he had a tattoo on his left pec but couldn’t make it out. Something tribal, I supposed. My boy moaned and whimpered as this stranger pounded his ass. His hard dick was bouncing everywhere as daddy pounded away. I wrapped my hand around his cock and let him fuck my fist while he squirmed on daddy’s cock. My sexy bottom boy was getting close. Daddy pulled out and lined his glistening pole up to my boy’s cock. When my boy started to cum, it all landed along that thick daddy dick. Daddy chuckled as he lined up that cummy cock with my ass. ‘You gonna take his last clean load!” I was puzzled, but that didn’t stop me from giving over to pleasure and taking that dick all the way. Daddy kept fucking and as his pace quickened, his body started dripping sweat onto me. My boy rolled over on top of me and kissed me hard as daddy paused to remove his tank. He kept plowing hard until he announced, “I’m gonna cum! Gonna breed your hole!” I wanted to see his face as he shot his load into my ass, and I started cumming, without touching myself, as my boy rolled onto my side and the wind was knocked out of me when I saw that his pec tattoo was a biohazard symbol! I had just taken my first POZ load! I was stunned as daddy wiped his cock on my ass and unceremoniously left. My boy grinned at me as he fingered some seed out of my leaking ass and into his own. “Did I just take a POZ load,” I asked him. “Probably. I took his first load before you got here. Was thinking I’d get his second load too, but you got home early.” I just gawked at him. How could he set me up like this, on our anniversary no less??? I tried to remain calm, but I was feeling sick inside. “So, we’re just gonna take POZ cum without discussing it, and then go to dinner like a happy couple,” I asked. “No. I cancelled the reservations, babe… We’re gonna stay here all night and take dick. No questions asked.” I was flabbergasted, but that didn’t stop my cock from hardening again. He continued, “You said you wanted to spice things up. How’s that for spicy? I placed an ad online a few days ago. I’ve lined up about ten tops to come over and breed us.” He reached over to the bedside table, and grabbed his phone. He pulled up an ad on C*****list, and showed me: TWO HEALTHY GUYS LOOKING FOR A CHANGE. BREED US BOTH. TAKING ALL LOADS. DOOR UNLOCKED. PUMP AND DUMP. THIS IS FOR REAL. ***-***-****. TEXT FOR DIRECTIONS AND TIMES. As I read I, I couldn’t stop my cock from straining to full hardness. Just then, the phone buzzed and I heard a car engine stop outside. “Looks like our next top is here. Happy anniversary, my darling.” He kissed me and assumed the position, ass up, with the sound of footsteps down the hall. I lined up beside him and kissed him hard as I felt a warm hard cock press against my ass.

Yes! PrEP = green card for flip-fucking freedom!

Stopped by a few cruising spots today and failed miserably until the last one, a park. Sucked a latino guy off who blew as I was deepthroating him. Walked out and caught the eye of another latino guy who owns a building next to the park... so we ventured indoors, I sucked him, he fucked me with a condom, but didn't cum. Irritated I went home and a faceless profile messaged me on Scruff. 15 minutes later this very handsome white guy ~35yo is walking into my apartment telling me he's going to breed my tight hole and seed my pussy but he needs to be quick so his boyfriend doesn't find out. He slid right in and burst into me while we made out. Very hot. He saved my number under something else in his phone for next time so BF doesn't find out.

This is my first post here; I didn't know about the existence of this page, so here it goes. One of my ex-fuckbuddies told me about Grindr, so I downloaded it and followed the well-known procedure. I was in awe at the amount of guys nearby, so I started chatting with them. Needless to say, most of this messages were left unreplied, except for one. His username was Angelico, and his picture was quite acceptable. I'm a big guy myself, not muscular but I hit the weights every day, so I'm pretty buff. Compared to him, I was The Hulk. His skin was tanned, short hair, green eyes, piercings, not bad for a 32-year old guy. "I like your arms," he said. "Thanks," I replied. So we engaged in a conversation praising each other for a while. We decided to go for coffee the following morning, after I'd finished my morning shift. At 8.45, I was waiting for him having a coffee, and as I looked up, I saw him coming towards me. That was such a tiny man! Very, very skinny, probably wearing kid-sized clothes, and very feminine. He gave me two kisses, ordered a sandwich, and we started chatting. I didn't have much time, I had to leave at 10.20, so I was getting impatient though I enjoyed the chitchat. I thought we were not going to fuck, and as the clock struck 10.00 and I said: "Got to go, man. Walk with me to work?" "Sure," he said. On our way, we passed by my block's main door and I said: "Gotta go upstairs and get something." His intention was to wait for me in the street, but I did the math, and living one minute away from work, I still had plenty of time to work his ass for a while. I invited him upstairs. As I opened the door, he interacted with my cats, everything was dark, so I just locked the door, and when I turned around he was all over me injecting his tongue in my throat. We started kissing like crazy, he grabbed my hard bulge and in a matter of seconds, his hand was covered in saliva giving me a handjob of the gods. I ripped his shirt off, turned him around, lubbed his hole with some spit and shove my hard cock deep down his arse. He just started begging for more. We were looking at each other fuck in the mirror. I started pounding the shit out of him. He grabbed my thighs and pushed harder. I pulled out, grabbed him by the neck, and on the floor I put his legs on my shoulders. I kissed him, and started drilling again. Fuck, it felt good. I was getting close, so HE asked me: "Where do you wanna cum, baby?" And I just kept pounding while my breath was heavy and fast. I started grunting and moaning as I shot my hot load in his hole. "LOOK AT ME!" He demanded, and he came all over his abs. THAT was hot. After we finished, I still had 10 minutes to get to work. We said goodbye, and we're waiting to repeat when our schedule works for both of us.

Had a day off, and started feeling horny by midday. Headed to Eastern Market at SE DC, as I saw quite a few sexy black guys just hanging out at the little park next to the metro station. After a while, I noticed this hot (and I could tell very well hung by what he was wearing ... his white mesh shorts did a poor job hiding his dick) black guy kept looking at me then smiling a bit. Took a chance, did same to him, and then he started walking away ... so I followed at a distance. He stopped and went in the ruins of a building across the street. I was nervous because of how exposed things are to the public ... but I stopped thinking about that when he pulled out his monster dick. Immediately I'm on my knees and sucking it like my last meal. Had to be a solid 9.5" and extremely thick. A few minutes in he grabs the back if my head and starts really fucking my face hard. I was choking a bit, but he responded by fucking harder. Just as he was about to cum he pulls out and says he wants to flood my ass. I dropped my shorts, bent over what remained of a wall, and he then rimmed me for a good five minutes or so. He kept jerking my dick while rimming, so I knew he wanted me to cum and use it as lube. Sure enough I cumin his hands, then feel him stop rimming and apply my cum to my hole. He rubbed some on his dick, spat on my hole, and slowly entered my ass. Felt fucking great! In a few minutes I was begging him to roughly fuck me ... and man he sure did. Had me quietly moaning like the slut I am, thrusting my ass back as he'd fuck back in balls deep. He only lasted about 10 minutes before biting my neck, thrusting in as hard as possible, and unloading in my ass. He definitely flooded me, as I felt some cum dripping out of my ass and down my leg. After that I went to eat lunch xD

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

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

I was blessed with good genetics. My father was German and my mother was Polish. I came out with blond hair, deep blue eyes, round face with a strong jaw, my mothers cheekbones, my Dad's small nose and his tendency to a solid tight build with a minimum of effort, and apparently, the German tendency towards having a big dick, or maybe that's from my mother's side of the family, I don't know. My only regret is I'm not real tall, clocking in at a smidge over 5'8", but it serves me pretty good. And at 140 pounds I have a tight body. Guys seem to dig me, which is great. All throughout high school I kept trying to get with girls and kept getting shot down because I wasn't 'tall, dark, and handsome. It did a number on my self-esteem for a few years until I discovered guys in Grade 11. I was 18, perpetually horny, not getting any, and this guy hit on me at a rave. and I went for it. The sex, as I look back, probably wasn't all that great but for me it was life-changing. I ditched the bitches and made the switch, as some might say. I say I found myself that night. Now I'm making up for lost time and hit a rave just about every weekend. I can always find a hot guy to go home with at the parties. The local rave moves around every weekend and you have to be connected to get the location. I made sure to give the right guys my ass to ensure being connected enough to get the location. The events of this particular weekend would change my life forever. So, anyway I am at this weeks events, it's Saturday night and I'm just having a great time . I'm a little high (not that I do junk or anything, I might drop some E now and then, maybe smoke a joint and always tossed back a few drinks). I spot this cute guy, about my age, kind of short like me. He's got his shirt off and -- damn -- he's got a tight body on him. Real nice. Short hair not a buzz cut and long sideburns. He's got a couple tattoos, one along the inside of his right forearm but I can't see what it is, a small tat over his left nipple and one between his shoulder blades. Trust me, asking a dude about his tattoos is always a good opening line so I went over to him and asked him about his tats. He showed them to me. Pretty hot, I told him. He broke into this wide grin, his dark eyes lit up, and he asked me if I meant the tattoo or him. I said both. He asked me if I wanted to dance and I said sure. We're getting pretty sexy up there, with him gyrating up against me and rubbing his crotch up against my butt and his hands are all over me. We pulled each other in close and kissed hard, and pretty soon his tongue is dueling with mine. He's got me pushed up against this wall with his tongue all the way down my throat and his hand over my jeans massaging my growing cock. He was wearing these white beach pants with a tie waist and I had the tie undone and my hand wrapped around his dick down inside them. Things were heating up between us and a few guys were watching us. This weeks rave was being held in an old warehouse. They had used this warehouse before so I knew the layout. I grabbed his hand, led him back in behind the DJ and down a set of stairs. I had his shirt off and those beach pants sliding down over his ass in no time and I'm pressed up against him, necking. I ditched my shirt and pulled down his beach pants. He kicked off his flip-flops and stepped out of the beach pants so he was totally naked. Fucking hot little stud muffin, too. Damn! I got down on my knees and started sucking his cock as he leaned up against the wall. He starts talking real dirty which got me pretty worked up and I was already worked up. He pulled me to my feet and helped me out of my jeans. Now he was on his knees sucking my cock down in front of me as I braced my hands up against the wall. He sure seemed to love sucking dick, almost as much as me. So there we are, bare-assed naked, in the back stair area as I could feel his legs tremble from the strain of squatting but he didn't stop or get up, he just reached back and braced a hand against the wall behind him and kept right on sucking. He then stood up and leaning forward whispered in my ear that he was going to fuck me. I nodded agreeing that I wanted him to fuck me too. I turned around and leaned forward, bracing my hands up against the way and stuck my ass out. This stud wasted no time in eating my hole. He had me moaning like a bitch in heat that hadn't been fucked in years. He stood up, slapped my ass and rubbed his cock along my ass crack. I was caught up in the heat of the moment it never dawned on me if he put a rubber on. He grabbed my hips and began to slowly slid his raw cock inside my ass. Man oh man, feeling his dick pop through was great. I love getting fucked anyway, big time, but this was such a rush fucking right there in the warehouse where the rave was taking place, basically, down a short set of stairs from the DJ,, and knowing there was a club full of maybe a thousand people just about 10 feet away. I just felt a rush shoot all through me as soon as his cock slid into my ass and I shoved my ass back against him. This hottie knew how to fuck a guy too. He'd fuck into me real slow, teasing me, then pulling out a bit, then ease back in until I was grunting and grinding my ass back, begging for a real fuck from him. I could tell he was loving it. Then he'd pull out completely then pop back in a few times. By then my ass ring was starving for some hard friction. Finally, he grabs my hips and rams into me. Even over the loud music thumping just the stairs people must have heard me yell out Come on, fuck me harder. The dude is fucking the shit out of me by now and I'm totally off in the zone. We must have fucked for a good half hour back there, easy. I shot off up against the wall and he pounded harder and harder into me as he let me know he was seeding my ass (I never processed those words until later). He screamed out as he came, never slowing down he pace. He leaned in and kissed the back of my neck as he told me what a hot ass I had and that he was going to cum again. I was totally caught up in the heat of the moment. I didn't really know he never put a condom on and at that moment I didn't care. All I cared about was that I wanted every inch of his dick in side me . He tightened his grip on my hips as he plowed into my ass. It was at that moment that he leaned in again, kissed the back of my neck and whispered how hot it was to breed me with his poz load. It registered, I had let a total stranger fuck me and breed my ass with poz cum. At first I was terrified at the implications, but as he continued to fuck me like no man had ever before I didn't care. It was done and over with, nothing I can do about it now. And for some strange reason as I thought that my cock got so hard it hurt. I hope he can take a pounding from me some day.

bottom chav lad living in Romford, essex but can maybe get to east London. Know lots of parks and quiet alleys round here though. outdoors meets are best. like getting straight down on my knees and getting ur dick wet then bending over and feeling it slip into my lubed sloppy hole. smooth tight hole that gets sloppy easily and I love ass 2 mouth and having my hole eaten out! can wear whatever you want me to and i'm free most nights after 9, when it's dark ;-) 100% genuine, i'm a dirty slut and can't get enough! got skype and kik messenger so drop me a message

As I got off the train, I called my college friend, Josh. Josh was in the army stationed in North Carolina. He had sometime off before his new assignment so he decided to take a road trip with few of his army friends and since his buddies lived in Philly, Josh invited me to come down to Philly and hang out with them. Josh and I were roommates in college and we played with each other few times. As I didn't want my girl friend to find out about my past with Josh, I decided to keep my visiting Josh a secret from Amy. I left a voice message on Josh's phone that I am in Philly and decided to take a walk while waiting for his reply. First I needed to release my piss-filled bladder so I ran to the restroom. All the stalls were occupied so I took the last stall and closed my eyes as I took a long piss that seem to last forever. I opened my eyes and started to look at my own cock pissing out for uncomfortably long time. Then I noticed a big peep hole on the stall walls and heard some noise that sounded like a blow job. My cock started to get hard as I listened to the sex noise in that bathroom stall and my mind started to run back in time when Josh and I gave blow jobs to each other. As my cock got harder, it stopped pissing but I stood there for a while as I held my hardening cock in my hand. Soon I heard some movements around me and saw a big black cock being pushed through the hole on the stall. I didn't know what to do as I found it disgusting and arousing at the same time. That's when my phone vibrated out of my pocket and fell on the floor. I bent down to pick it up and peeked through the hole on the other side of the stall and saw an equally large black cock disappearing between the lips of a white boy. The boy seem to have no gag reflex as he buried his nose on the black man's pubic hair and stayed down for a while. I could see his adam's apple bobbing up and down along his thin neck. I couldn't stop staring at this unknow white boy's expert oral sex with this huge black cock. I have forgotten all about the other black cock from other side of the stall. Which pullled back out of the hole and sounded like he was getting some action as well. I finally took my eyes off of the BJ and took a quick look at the other side of the stall. There was another set of white lips taking the black dick deeper and deeper. I was getting so turned on by both sights now I just stayed squatted on the floor with my phone in one hand and my hard cock in the other, looking at the hot sex in the stalls of public restroom. All of sudden, my phone vibrated again and it was text message from Josh to come and meet him by some cafe in an hour. I put away my hard cock and flushed the toilet. As I walked out of the stall, I saw that there were much more action than the two I just witnessed as more noise came from other stalls and some of the men at the urinals were jerking off their hard cocks. As soon as I walked out, a black boy and a white man went in but they didn't close the door. As I washed my hands, I saw some of the men at the urinals walking over to that stall. I walked by the stall as I walked out of the restroom and saw the white man holding onto his ankle as the young black boy stood behind him and another naked black man was feeding his big cock to the white man's mouth. As I walked out on the street, I couldn't stop thinking about the public sex I just witnessed and had to stop few times to let my hardening cock go down. More than anything, I was impressed at the size of some of those black cocks and the expert oral sex skills of those white lips. As I reached the cafe, I saw another text from Josh telling me he was running late but I should look for his army buddies, Sam and Jam, followed by a text from an unknown number. It was Sam and he told me to meet him in the party room down in the basement. As I opened the door, I saw them quikcly cleaning the desk before greeting me. "I am sorry. I forgot to knock. I didn't think the door was going to open actually." "It's okay... C'mon in and close the door." As I closed the door behind me, one of the man in uniform locked the door. As I stood in the office, "party room" with two military men and a young man, my mind started to play the restroom sex again and my heart started to beat harder. One of the army man extended his hand to me. "I am Sam and that's Jam, it's Jamil but we just call him Jam. And this is my cousin, Robert." They barely moved. If it wasn't for Sam, I would have felt really awkward. But Sam was super friendly and have a very handsome smile. "Our friend Josh will be late and knowing him, it could be tomorrow morning. So lets wait for him here half an hour more, okay?" "Okay. What part of town are you staying tonight? I can try to book a hotel nearby you." "You can stay with us. Robert has a huge old house big enough for all of us." Robert started to take out the things he cleared when I entered the room and it was white powders. He made 8 lines and snorted 2 and passed it to Jam then to Sam. I felt a bit strange doing lines with strangers but Sam's friendly smile helped me to overcome the inhibition. And after the first line, second one was easier. Robert passed few more rounds before he exited the room. Sam was very chatty and told me about the army life and Jam even started to talk more. I enjoyed their stories but my mind kept on running back to the bathroom sex I witnessed and I had to keep on re-focus my mind. They started to talk about their Iraq experience and how they were lucky to be stationed far away from the danger zone and the worst they had to deal with was the smell of bunch of sweaty men in the heat of the desert. Then Jam added, "we all slept naked but held onto our weapons" and started laugh outloud. His laughter started to echo in my head as my mind was filled with the image of Jam and Sam naked. I was getting turned on by the idea of their naked body. Jam then said "we had some fun times" and clearly readjusted his bulge. As my gaze followed his hands, I noticed a big bulge on both of them. That's when the door opened and Robert entered the room and announced that he's done with work and we should wait for Josh back at his place. I guess Josh knows where Robert's place is. Then Robert started to set up another 8 lines "for the road." Sam suggested they should get out of uniform and stood up started to take his clothes off to boxers. Jam strippped as well to his tight breifs which outlined his huge semi-hard cock and huge balls tightly wrapped in the fabric. I finally took my gaze off of their body as Robert handed me the lines. As I started down the line, I started to stare back at their bulges and noticed that they didn't seem to be "changing" as they said but stayed in their underwears. As I started to think about maybe they noticed my fixed glare at their covered cocks, Robert took out a bong and told me to put my mouth on the hole and inhale as he lit it up. As I inhaled, I noticed that the bong had a glass bowl unlike usual weed bong. I started to exhale the smoke I was holding in my lung and the white cloud filled up the room. They took hit from the bong as well but I think I took the most hits. I lost track as I just took hits as Robert fed the glass bong to my lips. As I took more hits from the bong, I was getting hornier and more talkative. I started to talk about how I have fooled around with Josh in college with sucking each other's cocks and sometimes tasted each other's cum. Then about the restroom sex I witnessed and how it brought back the moemories of sucking Josh' cock and now how I wanted to try sucking their cocks. My mouth stayed gape open and a bit of drool on the side of mouth started to form as I stared up at them from the floor where I was by the time Robert fed me the glass bong the last time. Robert pulled me up in his arms and told the other two to get dressed and meet him at his place as he exited through a small door to parking lot. He carried me in one arm to his black SUV with tinted windows. After starting the car, he turned towards me and started to stare at me. I tried to focus my eyes on him but I couldn't. Only my mind stayed on him as I envisioned his dark hard cock and me sucking him deep like thoese other guys I saw. "Have you ever done G or T?" I just shook my head and smiled at him. He then took my hand and placed it on his cock. Then like a programmed robot the rest of my body repositioned til I was bent over the front seat of his car holding his cock with two hands and my face resting on this upper thigh. "Do you want to suck my cock?" I nodded and begged him. "Please I want to taste your cock. I want to suck it. Please." That's when I heard Josh's voice from Robert's phone. Robert started to talk to Josh in low voice as he directed the phone camera at me. I looked at the phone and saw Josh's face and a black figure right behind him. Josh was gettting fucked by some black person while talking to Robert on video call. Then suddenly the camera shifted and a cute black boy face appeared. "Welcome to the city of brotherly love, babe.... Are you high? Are you horny?" I just smiled back at the cute young black boy's face. He then moved the camera around to show me his huge mansized cock fucking Josh's white ass and there was another group of two or three black men and the white boy that I saw earlier in the restroom was on the floor under their bodies. I told Robert how they were the ones I saw earlier in the restroom. Robert then told me that Josh planned the whole thing and it seems like it worked so far. I was a bit shocked and froze brifely but soon the image of Josh's white hole swallowing the young black boy's huge man cock to the balls got me so horny that I started to massage the cock in my two hands as I used my teeth to bite and pulll down the zipper and undid the belt. I wanted to feel his naked cock but I didn't want to let it go from my grip either. So I used my teeth and tongue to shed layers of clothes til i finally got to his boxers. As I slid my tongue under the elastics to make enough room to bite, I tasted his sweat and precum. The taste and smell gave me a rush of instant hunger and I couldn't stop from licking and rubbing my nose all over his stomach and cock and upper thighs. After the uncontrollable hunger subdued, I continued to free his cock but as I started to pull the eleastic of his boxers with my teeth, his big cock sprang itself free and smacked me right on the nose, making my eyes tear a bit. But my tongue wrapped it around quickly to squeeze more of that delicious precum and my lips parted to swallow it down as I have seen others do. I took my time and it took few re-positioning but I was eager to take it all the way down to the balls and I finally reached the base of his cock. As I felt shortage of air and tried to pull out, Robert pushed me down and told me to breathe through my nose. It took few tries til I was able to breathe through my nose and the whole time Robert held my head. Once I was able to breathe through nose, Robert guide my head up and down on his cock. I heard a knock and saw Sam and Jam but I just continued sucking Robert as he guided my head. Then the phone vibrated and it was Josh's face quickly replaced by the young black boy and he watched me deep throating Robert's cock. Robert even held me down to show him how I learned to breathe through nose. Young boy said to Robert, "He's a quick learner. Have you bred him yet?" Josh interrupted and said something about a virgin. I was too busy to hear the rest of the conversation but heard Robert calling the boy James. Robert told me to ride on the other car with Sam and Jam and opened the front door for me. I got out and walked to the other car and got on the back seat. As I saw Roberts car pull out of parking lot, I felt sad and wanted to suck any cock. I started to ask Jam or Sam if I could suck their cock. Jam was driving so Sam got on the back seat with me and he helped me to get his cock out of his clothes down my throat immediately. Unlike his handsome face and friendly smile, he loved to be very verbal and loved smacking my face with his cock. And he started to pinch my nose as I choked on his cock. By the time the car stopped, I was in loved with Sam's cock and how he was giving it to me. So I more than willing to obey Sam as we walked into an adult shop. The owner was fat old black man and from the way they were greeting, they seem to know each other. Sam introduced Jam and me before he told me to go find a butt plug as he continued his conversation with the shop owner. I was clueless what buttplug looked like so I was just browsing when Sam called me over to them. When I got there, I saw the shop owner had his cock out and immediately I wanted to suck it. As soon as Sam told me to suck it, I was down on the old man's cock. Old man held my head tightly and fucked my throat. I just relaxed my throat and mouth not to get my teeth to scratch his cock but occasionally I squeezed his cock with my throat muscle to get some precum taste. The old man's big balls hit my chin as he fucked me and my nostrils were filled with his man scent. I was falling in love with his cock as he continued his fucking. Then I felt hands ripping my clothes and my ass felt cold air. Soon I felt fingers entering my hole rubbing lots of grease then different toys were pushed in and out of me til one was eventually pushed into me till it stretched my hole open widest before it got so smlll that my hole closed down on it. Still I felt the weight of it inside of me and the tip of the object stimulated my prostate if I moved certain way. I started to more my ass around as I continued sucking the shop owner's cock. Then a hand reached around my hole and pulled the butt plug out of me. It hurt a lot as I felt my skin almost ripped open but as they continued pumping it in and out of my hole, I was enjoying the sensation. The shop owner wanted to fuck my face more but Sam told him later as we walked out of the shop. Robert's car was in the parking lot as well and the backdoor opened as we approached. I saw Josh completely naked on the backseat with a huge smile on his face. I hopped in and started to greet Josh while he took out a frozen ice column and placed some crystal rocks in it. Then I felt a pull on my plug and saw that young black boy on the 3rd seat. He had his clothes on and looked very young. He pulled the plug out which made me jump then told me squat over the icicle as he rubbed some lube with his thick manly fingers. I tried to squat over the icicile but i couldn't find the right balance and relax my hole so I could take that massive ice in my hole. Finally the boy told Josh me to hold my legs up and the boy used brute force to jam the ice into me. It burned and hurt and it shocked my body as the cold chilll spread through me. But Josh silenced any screams by shoving his cock into my mouth. And the boy followed to enter the tunnel right behind the ice with his huge hard cock. They both left their cocks deeply imbedded in me the rest of the ride. When the car stopped, they both pulled out of me and shoved the plug back in my hole. It hurt as the plug was very thick at the base but as I started to walk off the pain, I forgot about it and once again I was filled with hunger for cocks.

So this is basically my favorite guy on XTube right now: http://www.xtube.com/community/profile.php?user=Quoc_dinh92 Every fucking video is incredible. Shows his face, takes loads, ass to mouth, spit-lubes, can take a fist... uuungh.

I had a friend, well it's complicated, coming over last night. We met about nine years ago, he was 16 at the time, I was 19. We flirted back then, kissed a few times, but never actually fucked or anything because he was way too confused about coming to terms with his sexual orientation. We've been on and off through the years, so last December our contact started up again, this time more intense. Anyway, he got home last night and we started drinking a few beers and smoking. He's into weed, I'm into hookas, so we just blended the whole idea and started getting high. It hit hard and fast. He knows I'm a versatile top, but he's a top himself, so he knew that if there was going to be sex, he was going to top me. Yes, please. We started making out and I just grabbed his package. That sausage was soft, but you could feel it getting thicker and harder by the second. He moaned a bit when I put my hand under his boxers and grabbed his balls. The feeling of being stoned but conscious of what you're doing is actually kind of pleasant. We left the living room and crashed in my bed. We undressed and there he was: a 25-year-old male, with the right amount of hair, athletic but not muscular, clean shaven, with a 9-incher completely rock hard. I pushed him back, he fell on top of the sheets and I just started sucking. He was moaning and groaning. He also became extremely verbal: "Fuck, I've never felt that. Do it again," he said when I deepthroated him. He grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth wildly. We kissed and he started stroking my throbbing dick. In a matter of seconds, he was giving my head like there's no tomorrow. I seriously advice to try getting high and having sex, best feeling ever. While he was sucking me, he started to massage my hole and put a wet finger inside. I moaned and he kept finger-fucking me. We were ready to fuck. Even though I love BB sex, I got a box full of rubbers just in case. I'm not going to let a hottie escape because he doesn't want to go BB. The problem was that his cock is just too big, so my condoms would not fit. Well, they did, for a while. He started pounding my arse as I was on all fours, and I could feel the head of his cock in my stomach. When he started going wild, he said: "Fuck, babe. It broke." I turned around, looked at him, removed the rubber, lubbed it up and said to him: "put it back in." He asked me if I was sure, and after nodding he went back at it. What a fucking festival of sounds, heat, sweat! We were sweating like pigs, and this boy-turned-man was pounding the shit out of me bare. He pushed harder and said: "I'm gonna cum," and I only said: "do it." He groaned and moaned as he bred me, immediately falling over my back knackered. He asked me to stroke my cock and give him a facial, so I complied. Turned him around -he's way smaller than me- and started jacking off as he dirty-talked to me. I shot five or six times, I think. His face was all shiny and white. After that, we hit the shower, had something to eat and went to bed. He left about an hour ago. Who has been fucked or has fucked a friend from the past after many years?

The other night at CumUnion in Atlanta. ... I had already swallowed two loads within the first 15 minutes. I walked around in a tight pair of undies with gold trim.... I took the first two loads at the stand up cage/suck station. (you know what I mean if you have been there.) two level, bttm level is perfect for sucking the cock of the person on the opposite side, bars separate the two levels, its pretty dark but you can make out all the cock and ass being fucked around you... than I hooked up with a tall asian guy in his thirties. great hairless body with a tight cleaned ass that was taking a pounding by two guys...10 guys around watching and jerking theirs hard cocks....after the two dumped their load he came over to be and started sucking my cock. so I flipped him around and stuck my tongue as far up his ass as I could get it. It tasted so fucking good!!!! I could tell that he had several loads up there. made me even harder. I fucked him alittle there and in the main dark room...we decided to find a room until we fuck until l I swallowed his load as well..... after that I kind of forgot, I def rmemeber a few more cock in my mouth and blowing my load in a guys mouth while a few guys jerked there cocks while watching some BB porn,.

That is really hot. Your reality is my fantasy.

Too high school? Then..... Wouldn't getting on here and telling about how, when and where you got your last load be kind of "too high school"? I can hear the locker room stories still. High School Jocks bragging about their latest conquests.... No offense Tiger. I appreciate your posts a lot. But... I think showing appreciation for those whose posts have had an impact is a rather nice thing to do. And.. Tiger... Yours have on me.

A married bud came over on Monday morning, said he only had a few minutes the wife keeps close tabs on him. He came in and I shut the door behind him and we started kissing deep. His shorts came down and I said hey let's move over to the stairs. I started sucking him on the stairs and then we switched places only my ass was in the air and he was trying to get his dick in there dry and it hurt like hell. I said put some spit on it and then he finally got it in. as he started fucking me I was begging him for his load and within a minute he was breeding me. He pumped it all in me and zipped up his shorts and out the door he went. I kept his load in me all day!

I've been busy this week... Yesterday an FB from about 3 years ago stopped by on his way home from work... wanted me kneeling ready to suck him HARD... he can im I was waiting, he dropped "trou"... he's an uncut grower. proceeded to the bedroom, where i sucked him more while he fingered my hole... I turned around and he went right in... no extra lube... fucked for 5 or so minutes and gave me a good sized load. Later in the evening, my regular young "neg" buddy called and asked if I wanted to be knocked up... he came over, and we fucked in all sorts of position, ending with him giving me his 3 day load... Oh he ate me first, without him telling me I was bred a few hours earlier. This afternoon, I put a posting on BBRT, a guy I've chatted with asked if I'd do an anonymous scene.. "sure, why not" I was on all fours on my bed with porn playing... he came in.. fingered my hole ( pre lubed) and entered me... fucked for only 5 or so minutes and bred me...it was really big as it immediately was oozing out and down my balls... me left. Messaged me a little later to say he really liked it, and sorry he shot so soon.. it was a week + load.

Needed to get some more T today so drove over to my dealers house. He sold me a bag and asked if I wanted to smoke. We both started smoking, he started rubbing my ass, and before you know it we were on the bed with him pounding my ass. Gave me a nice juicy load from his 8 inch dick....and a $10 refund for the t. Oink.

LOUISVILLE - Had a hot one today! Early 20's mixed kid hit me up on Adam. His profile was brief but said he liked anon and public sex. I replied that I wanted to fuck in the park. He was in a top mood and said he was working at a Mall about 2 miles from my house. He must be cleaning crew or security because he was leaving at 10am when the Mall opened. He told me to come at 10am and we arranged to meet in one of the department store bathrooms. I waited in a jockstrap in the last stall. Sure enough, about 5 minutes later this HOT guy comes in and goes right for my hole. Within seconds he's got his cock in my bare hole. We hit the poppers and he's cumming in my ass within 2 minutes. He zips up, I flush the toilet to make it sound legit and he slides out. I clean up and slide out a few minutes later, fresh load in my hole. Was an awesome day!!

My older daddy fuck buddy and I had a threesome. Made the other guy fuck and breed me first. I was such a slut and begged for him to cum inside me. Then my fb bred me, and then they double penetrated me until the new guy came again. I shot all over myself and my fuck buddy wiped it off of me, put it on his cock, and shoved it inside me. The other guy left, and my fuck buddy told me he never asked the other guy's status. This turned me on and I made him fuck all the cum deep into me until he came again. Such a hot night after a rainy weather weekend.

Last night - went to a sex party in North Hollywood with a buddy of mine. Bent over in the darkroom and this hot Latino guy came by and shoved his dick deep in me. Pounded me for a while and shot his load deep in me. Set my sights on a hot mustached hairy daddy and started pawing at his dick. Went into another room and bent over for him. He fucked me for a while and slipped out - totally slick with the latino's cum. I told him I wanted his seed in my ass and he immediately turned me around, shoved his dick in and started shooting. I could feel my ass was really full of jizz. Went into the main room with my buddy where he fucked me on a platform bed in front of everyone. Cum was leaking out of me like crazy. He shot his load deep in me while a guy was licking the mess up from below. 3 loads in less than an hour. Happy piggy.

20 mins ago in Hyde Park Chicago. Another A4A safe sex only guy. Said he was 18, parents out. He had condoms out ready. I told him i would suck him first, so he laid down and i gave him probably the best head he had ever had lol. And i just slid up his body and as i jerked him off then leg over, he was a fat kid, and straight down on his rock hard cock and started to ride him. after about 5 mins i said fuck me like your bitch, and i rolled of and got shoulders down ass up and he fucked like a machine! blew his load in my ass. he stood up and grabbed a towel to clean off but i grabbed his still hard cock and started sucking him again. he fell back onto the bed and i jacked him off into my mouth with another load. He said he hadnt cum twice like that before. He was soaking wet with sweat when i left. i hope i didnt give him an std, i have been getting fucked by some nasty guys recently.

got two loads yesterday. first one was fun, but the second was quick and hot: guy says he coming over and the texts me to open my garage door and show off my ass which i do. i see a truck across the street watching. its a busy street so lots of other cars are driving by too! i start walking towards the back of the garage (getting a little nervous!) and he pull his truck into the driveway. a text comes in and it says lean over something. I lean over the cabinet, he gets out of the truck walks into the garage, pulls out a nice cock and pushes it right in! fucks me for about 2 minutes and then cums hard. pulls out has me clean his cock, walks back to his truck pulls away. i stand up and close the garage door...

Ok, so the whole taking slowly into the bb scenes started a little quicker and heavier than i thought it would. I normally have mondays off and thought I'd have a cruise and see who would up for some fun, i was prepared to have to spend the day looking for a BJ but almost instantly i chatted with a horny guy who was only a half an hour down the road and wanted a quick hook up, no mention of BB at that point and i didn't mention it as i was so horny i just wanted cock in me covered or no! As i was halfway through this conversation i had another but of a guy an hour away who wanted to bb fuck my hole... damn i though i have a meet arranged, so i spoke with him and told him that I had this meet and he said to message him if id got a load in my hole and he'd make sure he was free!!! OMG i think I'm gonna aim for a load. So i jumped in the car and headed down to the first guy, getting harder in the car at the thought of a hot load in my hole. I arrived and text him to let him know i was there. As i got to the door i saw a big tattooed daddy bear. My cock twitched again and he invited me in and as he closed the door he squeezed my butt... mmmmmmmmm. he led me upstairs, to the spare room, and just started to undress me, taking my clothes off quickly and left me standing there naked as my cock grew hard. He stroked my fur and grabbed my cock, then started to suck my nipples which really makes me hard. When he'd finished sucking i looked down and he'd got his massive tool out, and i mean massive. I sank to my knees and started to get it into my mouth and i had to stretch but like a trooper i managed it. I sucked him for a while and tasted that mustiness of his crotch. it was like nectar, but he had other ideas. he pulled me off his cock, bent me over the bed and started to lick my hole. Making it really wet. I could feel his tongue probing my hole, sliding in an out and making my hole really wet.... i love that. Then he stood up and without a word i felt his cock head against my hole. Slowly he pushed, and as he did i sniffed a big hit of poppers and slowly but surely he stretched my little hole to take his whole cock. I told a sharp breath and then relaxed to let him get balls deep. I felt full. He began to fuck me slowly, and then the tempo increased... i rode his cock as he got faster and faster, he felt so big in me but i loved it. we both started bucking and as i thought he was going to climax he pulled right out in one slide. grabbed me and turned me round pausing me to the floor and making me suck his cock. It had his precum and my asrse juice on there... i have never done A2M but I'm hocked now... i licked nd sucked that massive tool to eat every single drop of that ambrosial mixture. He moaned a little as i sucked his dick clean and this seemed to make him grow even bigger if that was even possible. Then he turned me around again and this time no prep he lined up and drove into me up to the hilt! Fuck i was in heaven. as was he i think... and he kept pounding and pounding getting faster and faster, building up a head of steam and i knew this was it, he was going to cum... he was getting closer and close and leant down against my back and whispered "Want my Load"... i was so in heaven that i could just nod, "ok" he said and sped up, until he almost screamed as he unloaded his first big spew of spunk into my hole. and i felt his cock grow and pulse as he loaded my hole... he kept thrusting and fucking his load into me deep, and kept riding his cock until i thought id drained every drop! he pulled out and i felt a little cum dribble out of my hole, but he scooped that up with his finger, turned me around and offered his finger to me which i greedily sucked clean, then he looked down and i knew what he wanted, i sank to my knees again and sucked his still hard dick, eating that mixture of his spunk and my arse greedily... it was amazing to taste. I cleaned him spotlessly clean, got dressed and left with out so much as a thank you and i was so horned by it, i text the other guys and said "Im Loaded", and his address was text back almost immediately. So back in the car my arse felt awesome, nice and open and wonderfully wet... and made my way over to the other guy. I arrived and text to say i was there, he text back to say i needed to go in the back gate, strip naked in the alley and then go into the garden. Oh Fuck this was gonna be hot. I stripped and walked into the garden and this older hot daddy was there naked and hard and ready to play. He started by fingering my hole and said "fuck thats a nice hole and a huge load" and with not much more he slid his cock up indie me and started to fuck that load into me! Wow, this was epic. "So, how do you feel about piss?" he asked, "Love it" i said. "Ever been pissfucked"? Ive had piss in my arse but never been piss fucked properly..." so he just laughed. He slowed fucking and just stayed still then all of a sudden i couldd feel my hole start to get heavy, he was pissing into my hole. oh fuck yeah!!!! he pissed for what seemed and age and then just started to fuck my hole, every thrust seem to want to force out a bit of piss, but he kept going. He kept going to the point where i didn't think i could take any more... and whispered "I need to let this piss go"... he kept fucking and i thought he hadn't heard me, so i took a breath and he then said "Just let it go" he stopped fucking but didn't fully withdraw his cock, and i let my piss filled arse relax and spew his hot piss mixed with cum out to spray all up his stomach and all over my back... He got harder and i got harder at this and then he continued fucking me. He wasn't as big as the last guy but still an ample cock and now i was full of piss i was in heaven... He kept feeding me poppers and fucking me getting faster and then eventually, made me bend forward so he could get a good grip and a really force his cock in, so he fucked and fucked me harder and harder until he began to moan and blew his load up my piss filled arse. He unloaded into me and at the same time i was wanking so frenetically that i came too.... This was the most amazing day ever and so my bb life has gotten off to a bang! Heres to the next one

Invited two fuck bud friends round last night, said they could bring others. Told them I just wanted to be loaded up and my hole filled with cum. They brought two others with them. So there was my fuck buds, one is 35 slim with nice fat cock, the other 22 with an 8" cut cock, both really handsome and fit. They brought a guy I'd had before - he's in his 40's hairy and a good top and his mate who is in the army, amazing body, he is bisexual apparently. Anyway I got on all fours, my arse in the air and one by one they fucked me and came right up deep inside. Army guy went first, by the time the other three had unloaded, he was ready to fuck and cum again. My hole was absolutely dripping with cum, it was lush. The older guy smacked me hard as cum was leaking out, as he was pushing it back in he asked if I had a plug. Of course I have, I pointed to where and he got it and rammed it in. I slept with it in and the cum in me. Just let go a couple of hours ago.

Sadly, during the day, only FLEX is available. Very miss or hit.....more miss.

I was talking about Watersports with a guy that I was extremely interested in. Went to a local Bar (Faultline) with a friend and went into the bathroom with him. He started to piss in the toilet and I leaned forward and started to drink from his beautiful cock. He pissed at least 4 beers, while I was drinking from his cock another guy walks in while I was on my knees. I started to get up and leave, he told me to stay on my knees, put his fat cock in my mouth, and proceeded to let loose... There were 6 more guys lined up to have me drink. I realized at that point, I was destined to be a urinal for men... I've been training myself to drink more bitter piss, not going well so need someone to help. I love feeling a man let loose in my mouth, and piss all over me. The problem I have, is finding men that will do this. Like previous posts, many say they will, but when you go down as they are about to piss, they all the sudden can't, or won't provide me with their nectar. WHO IN LOS ANGELES will let me be a urinal for a beer bust they are having.

We are glad you are ok but I hope the police can find the fucking bastard that did this to you. Best wishes man

Next up: Dalton fucks his girlfriend by the pool while Brian and Tom watch from behind the fence -- their eyes glued to his jockbutt as he pounds her, his asscheeks spread wide as he crouches for leverage, inadvertently showing off his smooth pink virgin hole. And as it turns out, the only way Dalton can cum is when his girlfriend...well, you'll just have to wait for that one.

[i snapped this photo during last night's slam-and-breed session with a hung, twisted perv. I'm still high as fuck...] CHAPTER 4 - TRISTAN Tristan has been our dealer for the last two years. Back when we met him, we were looking for a more dependable connection. A mutual friend described him as “an entrepreneurial sadist,” so we decided to give the guy a try. I’ll never forget walking into his apartment for the first time. Tristan, dressed only in a ballcap and wife-beater, sat in a huge chair—a throne, almost—at the far end of the room. He was dirty-blond and scruffy and tattooed, with a hard look on his handsome face. Between his muscular thighs, he had an uncut cock fat enough to send an inexperienced bottom to the emergency room. It glistened and dripped like he'd just pulled it from a wet hole. Between us and Tristan, in the middle of the room, a handsome kid in a jockstrap—I’m guessing he was 19, maybe 20—was flat on his stomach, a pillow crammed underneath his crotch to elevate his little musclebutt. He was struggling against three guys who’d pinned him to the floor while a fourth dude thrust his raw dick deep into the kid’s hole. They’d muzzled him, too; all we could hear were wordless croaks of protest. His eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks streaked with tears. Then came a thrust so hard we heard something snap, or burst open, or give way. The bottom shook his head violently. Through his muzzle, we could hear him break down into full-bodied sobs—but the top didn’t let up, not for a second. He just kept on plowing that butt, plunging his dick in deep. Meanwhile, in the crotch of my jeans, as my dick hardened up until it strained the fabric down to about mid-thigh, a pool of viral precum began bleeding through the denim, quickly forming a four-inch-round wet spot. “Don’t worry—the kid will warm up to it eventually,” Tristan said to me and Brian, motioning for us to join him on the other side of the room. “We haven’t given him any T yet, so he hasn't discovered that he’s a filthy fuckin’ whore.” Then he turned to the group of guys fucking the boy. “Hey, Carlos—give our brand-new little barebacker a booty bump, will ya? I’m tired of all this crying bullshit.” Carlos, a hairy Latino guy with an uncut cock, let out a big laugh. “Drew is already one step ahead of you, boss. He just dipped the head of his cock into the baggie.” “Fuck yeah,” added another guy—apparently Drew, a dark-haired, smooth-chested dude in his mid-20s. He wrapped his hand around the base of his downward-curving cock, proudly showing off the white crystals studded all over his mushroom head. “Let me in there,” he said to Carlos. “I wanna get this faggot fucked up.” Carlos moved aside. Drew placed his Tina-covered cock against the kid’s hole, spread that virgin butt wide open with a powerful pair of hands, and made his delivery with a single brute shove. The kid screamed through the muzzle as shards of crystal tore across the thin tissues of his hole. Unfazed, Drew just kept working those chems deeper, pounding away until the kid’s screams faded into a stunned silence. “I guess I should’ve introduced you,” Tristan said as he checked the weight on our 8-ball. “The boy with the big dick in his hole? That’s my nephew Sebastian. Devout Jesus freak and a total fucking closet case. Last week I caught him jacking his dick—nice dick, actually—while flipping through some of the old gay porn magazines I’d stashed in my parents’ basement in the ‘90s. When I confronted him about it, he gave me some lame excuse, and I pretended to believe him. Then, just to assure him that everything was cool, I suggested he drop by my place tonight to play board games. Seriously, dude: he thought I wanted to play board games! Anyway, as soon as he walked in the door, these four guys grabbed him from behind, stripped off his clothes, pinned him to the ground, and crushed his sweet little cherry. It’s about time somebody raped some sense into him, you know?” Just then, a violent coughing fit erupted from the center of the room. I glanced back to see Sebastian on his back, muzzle off, legs spread, one arm raised high in the air, eyes wild with confusion. One of the tops was placing a cap on a syringe, grinning at his handiwork as that doomed little cunt rode the dark wave of his first slam. “So much for following Jesus,” Tristan said to us with a dark laugh. “You guys like what you see?” We didn't answer right away. We were too busy watching as a top with a red-and-black biohazard tat pressed his dick against Sebastian's hole and plowed right in. The kid’s whole body shivered and twitched. He whimpered a few times. And then he began making a long, low moaning sound, pulling his legs back for a better view of the poz cock fucking him in half. Brian nodded. “Oh, yeah. Slammed up and knocked up, just like a good boy should be.” “OK, so here’s something that might interest you,” Tristan replied. “Half of my business is selling the best shit in town. The other half is pimping out boys. I like to get ‘em hooked on slamming T, you know? But this is important: I never, ever teach ‘em how to slam. If they want that syringe in their arms, they have to come to me. And I treat ‘em well, too: I give ‘em my best shit, and I never miss. My only hard-and-fast rule is that they can’t get slammed by anybody else without my permission. If they break my rule, they’re out on the fuckin’ street.” He paused for a moment to give his cock a twitch. “Anyway, here’s what I’m trying to say: I’d love for you guys to recruit some hot little fags for me to slam up and whore out.” “Um, wow,” said Brian, laughing. “I think we might be into that.” “Thank you,” Sebastian gasped. I glanced back to see him getting plowed by the same guy, the kid's fingers carefully tracing the outline of the dude's biohazard tat. “You're welcome, boy," the top replied, smiling a cocky smile as he plunged in deep. "This cunt of yours was built for taking my cum." “Listen, pig: focus,” Tristan said with a crooked grin. I turned back to face him. “Here's what I'm thinking. Anytime you guys find a boy who, in your expert opinion, has a sweet tight cunt that would bring some serious business my way, go ahead and send him to me. In return, I’ll give you some free product—maybe even a shitload of free product, if the boy’s got some serious moneymaking potential.” Brian and I glanced at each other, both of us grinning like it was our first time at the bathhouse. There was no need for further discussion. It was obvious that we'd just stumbled into the perfect gig. And the best part of the whole thing? We haven’t paid for an 8-ball since. * * * Brian and I led Jace to the apartment, telling him to knock on the door. He knocked. Tristan answered, wearing only a ballcap. His lean torso tapered into a set of defined abs, the shape of his body acting like a funnel as it drew our eyes toward the heaviness of his cock. “Hey there,” he said to Jace, locking eyes with our brand-new chemwhore. “You’re high as fuck, aren’t you?” “I guess so,” Jace stammered. “Good boy. That’s exactly what I like to see.” Then Tristan flexed his cock, making it swing upward and slap against his stomach—a favorite trick. He smirked as Jace licked his lips. “You like my cock, bro?” “Fuck yeah, dude.” Tristan wrapped his hand around his dick, flexing it again to send a rivulet of precum flowing down the length of the shaft. “I want to bury this big raw cock in your hungry little tweakhole, faggot. Got it?” Jace didn't answer at first. He was open-mouthed and glassy-eyed, his belt unbuckled, his hand shoved down the back of his jeans. Through the fabric, I could see that he was fingerfucking his partied-up hole. He nodded. “I need a louder answer than that, pig.” “Yes, sir.” “Good boy. You hungry for some more smoke?” “Fuck yes, sir.” “Then follow me, boy. Follow me back to my chair.” They walked across the room. Tristan sat down in his chair, then motioned for Jace to stop in his tracks. “Just stay there for the moment. This is my chair, bro. You’ll sit down when I give you permission to sit down. Got it?” “Yes, sir.” Tristan picked up the pipe. “I forget: did you say you wanted some smoke?” “Fuck yes, sir!” “Well, here’s the deal. I’m not feeding you any until you climb up on this chair and take a seat all the way down my dick. All the fucking way down. I want to feel your taint pressed against my fuckin’ stomach. Got it, fag?” “Fuckin’ A, sir!” “Good boy.” Jace didn't give himself a chance to think about it. He immediately clambered onto the chair, straddled Tristan, and placed the head of that dick against his butt. He didn’t tease it or jack it. Instead, he immediately got to work, sitting down on the full length of Tristan’s raw cock with a single piercing grunt. Tristan looked over at us, his face lit up in a twisted grin. “Fuck, you guys. This ass is worth a month’s supply of shit, easy.” Meanwhile, Jace was staring longingly at the pipe in Tristan's hand. “Sir," he said—unable to disguise his hunger for more chems—"Can I please smoke now?” “Of course, pig,” Tristan replied. He placed the pipe against Jace’s lips, feeding that faggot a long series of big hits. Brian and I watched the impressive cloud formations, then began gathering our things to head back home Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tristan grab a rubber strap and tie it snugly around Jace's bicep. "This looks like it's gonna hurt," Jace said. “It's not gonna hurt, buddy boy. You just stay still. You’re gonna love this. I promise. It’s a little something I like to call it the Point-Five Surprise. A nice big slam for my hot little bitchboy.” “OK, dude," Jace replied. "I fuckin' love that smoke. I'll do anything to get more." “I know you will, pig. And in about 10 seconds, you'll do anything...and then some.” Brian and I closed the door behind us. As we walked down the hall, we heard a long series of loud, breathless coughs, one after another. By the time we reached the elevator, the coughs had been replaced by the rhythmic smack of skin against skin as Tristan plowed Jace’s freshly slammed-up hole. * * * When Brian and I arrived back home, we heard a quiet, rhythmic splashing from the backyard of Dalton’s house. Was Neighbor Boy swimming laps? We figured it was worth checking out, so we quietly made our way to the backyard, sneaking over to our secret vantage point near the fence. We weren’t disappointed. Dalton was alone in the pool, swimming freestyle laps in a Speedo. The curve of his ass bobbed along the surface of the water, and each of his calves splashed to the surface in quick succession as he kicked his way back and forth in front of us. Finally, he stopped to catch his breath before pulling himself out of the pool, the water cascading down his back and splashing against the muscled perfection of his ass. Then, with a single casual flick of his thumbs, he dropped his Speedo to the ground, stepped out of it, leaned over to grab a towel, and wrapped himself up before heading back inside. His Speedo was still on the pavement. And in the next moment—as Brian slid his raw dick into my hole, both of us dripping precum like a couple of teenagers—I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about that brief glimpse of Dalton’s amazing butt. “His parents leave in two days,” Brian whispered in my ear. “Do you know what that means?" "What's that, babe?" "In two days, that sweet ass is gonna be ours.”

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

“Now who want’s to be the first to help this boy get all eighteen of his birthday loads? Oh, did I mention that when the birthday boy came to the baths tonight he was a virgin.” An older guy stepped up, I couldn’t see his cock, but Tom pulled his fingers from my hole and I was soon equally as full as the old guy started to pound away. Tom kissed me and then turned my head to the side so that he could force his cock down my throat. The old guy didn’t last long and soon he was moaning and spluttering as the cum shot out of his cock into my ass, and all the while Tom was feeding me his cock. Apparently just outside of my field of vision a line was forming because no sooner had the older guy stepped aside then a young thing blond twink took his place. And so it went on and on, and all the while Tom was gagging my on his cock till he shot a load down my throat. I kept count for the first ten loads and then after that I lost track. By that point though my hole was so stretched out that the guys with average sized cock were invisible to me and I could only feel the big ones. It was as if the rest of my body had shut down and all that remained was my ass; my cum and sweat covered ass. It wasn’t just my ass that was covered in cum, some where around the seventh top guys had started jerking off over me and now there were ropes and pools of cum all over my thin twink torso. Henry still stood beside me, occasionally fucking some guy waiting to breed me. Tom had clambered into the sling next to me and now had his legs in the air and was well on his way to catching up to my count. As a big fat black man pulled his equally fat cock from my hole and I could feel a river of cum flowing out of my hole. A few guys cheered and shouted things like: “look at his hole gaping,” “he’s fucking wrecked,” “that cunt will never be tight again.” I was in heaven. After all that time wondering what sex would be like, just wanting to get it over with and now here I was wreaking of cum and sweat my hole gaping wide, I had found my place. A new guy appeared between my legs and as I watched him line up his cock with my hole I thought he looked rather familiar. He was about six feet tall and squarely built with jet black hair and super dark five o’clock shadow. It was the guy from the desk at the entrance, the one I had rented my locker from. I felt a thick cock slid easily into my hole and he leaned over me and taking in my cum covered body said, “I knew you’d be popular birthday boy, but I didn’t know how popular. I’m just glad this cunt was still here when I got off work even if it is basically destroyed.” He bucked into my hole for a few moments and then seeing Henry said, “You taken charge of this boy hole then Henry?” “Yep, plucked his cherry myself.” “Sweet, well seeing as you’ve already let every guy in this place wreck this boy’s cunt mind if I just ruin him for life.” “Go right on ahead Sam, do what you like.” I had no idea what they were talking about but Sam pulled his cock out of me and examined my hole for a minute. He then began rubbing around my abused and stretched ass ring sliding his finger in from time to time. Slowly he worked in first two, then three, then four fingers inside of me. The pressure mounted as he began to work his thumb in too twisting his hand around inside my hole, pushing forward a little with each twist. The cum smeared all over my ass acted as lube and eased Sam’s entry and in what seemed like no time with a soft pop my hole swallowed his hand. I moaned like the bitch in heat that I had become as he started to fuck me with his hand. Cum splattered out of my hole and onto the floor as Sam worked his hand deeper and deeper into my guts. I really have no idea how long he fisted me or how deep he got. My eyes had rolled into the back of my head and all I could focus on was the sensations coming from my ass. Several times cum shot from my own cock without my having even touched it, but it did nothing to slake my lust. When Sam finally pulled his fist and his cock from my ass after cumming twice I realized that the room had emptied out quite a bit. Henry was depositing another load into Tom who looked as fucked out as I felt, and a few men were hanging around the perimeter but the massive crowd had gone. “Where is everyone,” I asked weakly. “Gone kid, it’s eight am,” Sam replied. Holy shit, I had spent the whole night in the sling, I had never even made it to the hotel I had booked. “How about one last load from us two and then we’ll get you cleaned up boy,” Henry said helping Tom from the sling. “Yes please,” anything to keep this day from ending. Henry and Sam helped me from the sling and the two of them supported Tom and I on unsteady legs back to Henry’s room where Tom collapsed on the bed. “Get on top of him boy,” Henry commanded, and despite the fact that my legs felt like jello I mounted Tom’s ever hard cock and then practically laid down on him with it still inside me. Henry slid his cock easily inside of me next to Tom’s cock and slowly began to fuck me. Sam made to leave but Henry told him to stay, and in fact Sam got behind Henry and slid his cock inside Henry’s big meaty hairy ass in a quick smooth stroke. The four of us then shared what was honestly the most tender fucking that happened that whole night. We had been bonded together by what we had done with each other and it showed in how Henry controlled the smooth easy tempo of the other three till finally he and Tom blasted inside of me adding to what I thought must honestly be a gallon of cum in my ass and Sam planting the first load of the night in Henry’s ass. We then disentangled ourselves and made our groggy way to the showers. Henry washed the cum from my body but made sure not to remove any from my hole, though a good quantity was simply running down my leg out of my gaping hole while Sam cleaned off Tom. We went to our lockers and put back on our street clothes, it felt weird to have them on at all. Henry grabbed my phone out of my locker before I could put it back in my pocket and the three guys quickly passed it around putting their numbers in, and then we all did the same for Tom. Then we left. I drove home in a sleepy silence, and when I got home I walked past my parents muttered something about having a good time and went up stairs to pass out. When I woke up sometime around dinnertime my phone was glowing with texts from my new friends; I smiled. Perhaps the rest of my summer wouldn’t be such a dry spell after all.

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

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

fuck man! i've blown more loads to this story than any other on here. can't wait for the next chapter!

Go to Salvation/Goodwill. Tear the seams up the back of your pants. Buy a garish color like rust or even white. Make your own slutty clothes. Take a dump on some nice white jeans and let it soak in before you wash them; you owe it to all of us to go as low as you can

drank piss directly from the tap of Donnie Russo at the LURE in nyc sucked Joshua Scott's cock and swallowed his load took my first load EVER up my ass from Jake Wetmore this past January at MAL

i have been to parties that have had three dumpsters. and we all took turns through the night with more than enough tops and seed to go around. i prefer that there are more than one holes, and there should be a felcher there to, to make the cunts feel good after extended usage.

I enjoy other Bottoms being at Gangbangs and Sex Parties with me; I like to network with the other Bottoms. I like to try and find out where and when other Groups are having gangbangs and sexparties that I might be able to attend.

I personally like there to be a few bottoms, cause if there are several top (say 10) then I can't satisfy them all at once, and tops shouldn't have to occupy each other, that's the job of a good sub/bttm. And if you see a top pleasuring someone else it makes me want them even more hungry for them! I think that there should be 2 Bttms for every 5 tops.

I'm actually one of those bottoms who generally prefers to share the responsibility of being a cumdump with another hole, but there definitely have been times that I have wanted to be the *only* hole at a gangbang...it's greed for the loads and insecurity, just like other ppl have said. But most of the time love to have another bottom laying next to me to make out with and explore each other's armpits and bodies while we are both getting fucked. Also I have noticed there are a lot of tops who do not like to felch cum out of a bottom's ass (why, I will never understand), and it's great to have a second bottom on hand to 69 with each other and feed each other cum during the downtimes. Just one hole's opinion.

Another bottom is always good.... I love making out with another bottom while we both get fucked by a group of tops. Know many other bottoms who play with me who feel the same way.

as a cumslut bottom i like it when another slut is used with me in a gangbang it makes it more fun and a bit easier for all the tops