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Austin Hi, my name is Austin. I’ve just had a life changing experience I'd like to share with you. First, a little about me. I’m 19 years old, stand about five feet, five inches, and weigh 135 pounds. Although I don’t work out, I guess you would say I’m in shape as I have a trim build with a flat stomach. I’m told that I have a cute face with light brown hair and dark blue eyes. I’m currently attending a community college in my town and work at a regional chain coffee shop as much as I can to pay for things. I met my girlfriend Racheal through her twin brother Jacob who works with me at the coffee shop. Jacob is 20 years old, and stands about six feet tall and is very thin, his hair is dark brown and shaggy. He's good-looking, but not what most people would describe as handsome or cute. We are good friends despite the fact that Jacob 'found the Lord' last year and has become highly religious, sometimes to the point of irritation, but we work through it. His sister Rachael is extremely pretty and outgoing. When Jacob introduced us one day we hit it off very well. We are dating pretty seriously and have even talked about marriage one day, but the bad news from my perspective is that she has also 'found the Lord', so any pre-marital sex is not in the cards for us. So I was a virgin. Jacob and Rachael come from a very conservative and wealthy family. Their parents are very active in the community and have political influence. I found out through Jacob that they had a 'black sheep' brother about whom no one really spoke. I did learn, however, that his name was Alex and that he was 30 years old. Alex had been in and out of trouble as a juvenile and then got involved with drugs when he was 20 years old. Alex had robbed a store at gunpoint trying to get money for his drug habit. Despite his father’s best efforts, Alex was convicted and sent to prison. Making matters more complicated, Alex had contracted HIV while experimenting with drugs. Most people never expected him to survive his prison sentence. As Thanksgiving approached word came that Alex was going to be released. Alex asked his parents if he could come home and live until he could find work and an apartment. Although reluctant, his parents agreed. So Alex came home and moved in on the Monday before Thanksgiving, but he was accompanied by a surprise: he brought home a man he met in prison who had been released only days before Alex. Apparently they had become friends in prison and now were going to try and find a place to live together. Despite the surprise, the parents agreed to let him stay, provided he was out by January. Rachael had invited me to Thanksgiving dinner with her family, so that would be my first opportunity to meet her brother and his friend. When I arrived that day, Rachael, Jacob and their father Josiah were in the family room watching football on TV. A few minutes later Alex and his friend Devon entered. What I saw was stunning. Alex was about six feet two inches tall and probably weighed 230 pounds. He obviously used his time in prison to work out. His body rippled with muscles and he wore a tight white 'wife beater' tee shirt and basketball shorts which stretched to fit his body. His face reminded me of New England football quarterback Tom Brady. With his shoulder length brown hair and piercing blue eyes he was stunningly handsome. Alex’s friend was a black man named Devon. Devon towered over everyone at about six feet, seven inches, and weighed about 225 pounds. He was not as muscular as Alex but his body was perfect. His hair was closely cut and his face was model worthy. He was putting on his shirt as he walked in and his perfect eight pack abs were impressive. He too wore basketball shorts which snugly fit his body. When Rachel left the room to help prepare dinner, Alex and Devon sat on the couch on either side of me. Jacob and his father sat in the recliners watching the game. Both Alex and Devon engaged me in conversation and were very interesting. They talked about how they got to know each other in prison. Devon confessed he too was HIV positive and they met during counseling and treatment sessions they attended. They tried to engage Jacob but he was his usual quiet self. I enjoyed the conversation but I felt so small between these two men. I couldn’t help but be jealous of how beautiful they both were. When their father left the room, both men started quizzing us on our sexual activities. I confessed I was still a virgin and both guys laughed and rubbed my head and said I needed to change that. Jacob was very embarrassed to talk about the sex but he admitted he too was a virgin and he didn’t even masturbate because it “offended God”. Both guys chuckled and rolled their eyes. We all were called to the table and enjoyed a huge feast. As usual, I stuffed myself and knew that a nap when be the next thing on the agenda. Jacob and I crashed on the reclining chairs and their father fell asleep on the couch. Rachael and her mother left for a walk to the park and said they would be back in a couple of hours. Alex and Devon went to the bedroom for what I assumed was a nap. About ten minutes later, Alex came out and asked me if I would help him set something up in the bedroom. "Sure," I replied, and followed him into the room. When I walked in I was surprised to see at least three video cameras around the room along with three fairly large video monitors. From what I could see the screen showed that the cameras were pointed at various areas on the bed. When I entered, Devon, who was wearing only his shorts, closed the door and I heard him lock it behind me. I was a little confused and nervous and I asked Alex what he needed help with? “We make amateur movies for sale on line and we’d like you to be the star”, he said with a huge grin on his handsome face. At that moment Devon pressed up against me and grabbed my waist. He slowly slid his hands up my body taking my shirt with them. He tossed my shirt to the floor and I could feel his chest pressing against my naked back. I felt his hands reach around me and unfasten my belt and unbutton my jeans and they fell to my ankles. I wanted to tell them to stop but I felt powerless. Unfortunately, I guess I was unaware what was about to happen to me As Devon was slowly undressing me, Alex stood and watched. I could see on a monitor that he had trained a camera on me and I saw and felt Devon’s hands come around and begin caressing my chest, then they slid down into my underwear, slowly pulling them down. His hands touched my penis and I gasped. The contrast of his dark muscular hands against my pale white body was hypnotizing. As he pulled me closer I realized he was no longer wearing shorts. As my underwear slipped to my thighs I could feel and see his muscular legs pressed up to mine. I could feel what I only describe as a thick rubber pipe lying perfectly in the crack of my exposed ass. It wasn’t hard yet but it was starting to thicken and push against me. Now Alex slowly dropped his shorts and stood totally naked in front of me. God his body was perfect! He was well muscled and smooth except for a small line of hair running from his navel to above his penis. His thick penis hung down. He was uncircumcised. It was the first penis I had ever seen like that. He was starting to get hard and as he approached me his penis pushed up between our two bodies. I could see us in the monitor as he reached behind me and grabbed both sides of my ass and Devon pushed up more firmly behind me. I was so small between them. My head was spinning with what I was feeling. Four big hands caressed my body. Alex leaned forward and looked me in the eyes and then his lips were on mine. I resisted at first but Devon buried his mouth in my neck and sucked deeply as his hands wrapped around my slowly hardening penis. I let out a moan and opened my mouth to let Alex’s tongue in. Alex would switch from kissing me to kissing Devon and I could feel that both of their penises were now hard. I was in their spell and laid back into Devon’s arms. Both of them wrapped their arms around me and lifted me like a rag doll to the bed and laid me on my back. As Alex adjusted all of the cameras, Devon crawled up on top of me and began kissing me passionately. I involuntarily wrapped my arms around his gorgeous body and pulled him tighter against me. He slowly kissed his way down my chest, stomach and briefly took my penis into his mouth and I moaned “Oh God!” Devon grabbed both my legs and pushed them back, lifting my ass slightly off the bed. I looked over at a monitor which clearly showed my hole totally exposed. Devon leaned forward and I could see him and feel him spit into my ass. The next think I felt was one of the best feelings I’d ever had, at least until that moment. Devon’s tongue began to play with my hole. When he stuck his tongue inside it and I was in heaven, moaning loudly and leaking semen out of my penis. I had closed my eyes in total ecstasy until I felt something wet and warm brush against my face. I opened my eyes to see Alex kneeling over me and his huge penis inches from my lips. He grabbed me by the head and slowly pushed the head against my lips. As Devon worked his tongue deeper into me I opened my mouth and tasted my first penis. It was warm and salty and extremely wide and long. I suddenly was embarrassed by the size of my penis which wasn’t even half his length. He slowly and gently eased his penis deeper and deeper into the mouth and I sucked and licked as much as I could before my gag relax kicked in and he would pull back and start again. With his penis in my mouth Alex leaned forward, grabbed my legs and pulled them further back. Devon looked at Alex and said almost begging, “Can I fuck his cherry hole first, he’s got the most beautiful little ass I’ve seen and I want to breed it so bad?” Suddenly I realized he was going to have unprotected sex with me and he was HIV positive. I was frightened and started to struggle against Alex’s hold he had on my legs. “I think our little twink just realized he is going to get fucked in the ass” Alex laughed. Alex leaned forward again and his penis slid deeper into my mouth and he began to kiss Devon. “His ass is all yours, give him a nice virgin fucking and fill him good.” I tried struggling more but Alex had me tight. Alex pulled out of my mouth and inched forward straddling my chest. I looked to my left and saw the video showing my tiny hole glistening from Devon’s saliva. The head of Devon’s huge penis was inches away from it. “Please don’t!! I don’t want to be infected”, I begged. “If you don’t struggle, maybe I’ll pull out and cum on your face, instead of inside you” Devon said. I looked over at the other monitors, one showed my face, the other showed Alex from the front sitting on my chest pulling by legs back and my ass up to expose it more for Devon. Alex leaned forward and spit on Devon’s penis and then on my hole. Devon worked the saliva over his penis, which now looked well over a foot long. I watched the video totally mesmerized as Devon’s penis pushed up against the small opening in my body. His penis seemed to throb and a string of semen hung from the tip. I knew in my mind that his fluids were poisonous but I just watched and waited. The head pushed against the hole. It looked to be three or four times bigger than the opening it was trying to enter. As he Devon pushed I felt an intense burning feeling as I began to split open. The head was not being stopped and the pain was excruciating. I screamed and Alex slapped his hand over my mouth for fear of alerting Jacob and his father. I could see my hole expanding around his invading penis and I could see a trickle of blood run down my ass as I ripped open. Tears ran from my eyes as I screamed my muffled pleas to stop into Alex’s hand. As much as it hurt I couldn’t take my eyes of the monitor and watched the head slowly push onward. ”Holy fuck he’s tight”, Devon moaned. Alex slid his hands to my ass and pulled the cheeks apart. Then suddenly, with a loud popping sound, the head was totally inside of me and more blood ran down my ass on to the bed cover. I nearly passed out from the pain. Devon paused as my hole tried to adjust to the massive invader. The pain I felt at that moment was nothing compared to what happened next. Alex shifted himself so he was behind me and he held me in his muscular arms. He kissed me gently on the neck and then softly whispered in my ear. “I’m going to hold you Austin because this is really going to very painful. Devon is going to bury his whole cock in you and not stop till his balls are on your ass.” I looked at the monitor and could see about 10 inches of glistening penis ready to follow the head of into me. I begged Alex to let me go and stated to sob. “Don’t worry baby, after a few strokes your pain will turn to pleasure and you’ll beg to be fucked,” he said softly. Alex and Devon both leaned toward me and kissed me and then kissed each other. “Fuck and breed him Devon,” were the frightening words I heard next. Devon pushed gradually forward. It felt like my insides were being split in half. I screamed into the palm of Alex’s hand which covered my mouth. He pushed forward and I could feel Alex’s other hand caress my nipples and penis, trying to relax me. Suddenly, Devon stopped, “Oh fuck, this is what I’ve been looking for,” he said. He grabbed me by my hips and snapped me toward him as he lunged forward. He seemed to enter another part of my body I didn’t realize existed. I stiffened in absolute agony and screamed. My legs were straight in the air and my toes seemed to curl involuntarily. I could feel his huge scrotum resting against my ass. I looked at the monitor and realized every inch of his enormous penis was now inside of my body. My little hole was no longer little and it stretched and ripped to accept the HIV positive penis ready to fill me with poison. Devon leaned forward and kissed me and as he did his penis seemed to push even further into my small body. His body covered mine and felt so warm and powerful. The pain had slightly subsided but then He slowly began to pull his penis back out. It felt like he was pulling my insides out of my body. I softly begged him to stop and he did just before his penis head came out. Alex grabbed a video camera and moved around to get a close up shot of my filled hole. I looked at the monitor as Alex showed my stretched open ass and I could see a dark red trickle of blood running out of my ass down onto the white sheet where a large stain was developing. Devon grabbed my head and passionately kissed me working his tongue into my mouth. As he did he slammed every inch of his rock hard penis back into me. My head snapped back and I moaned loudly and cried “Oh my god!” “Oh my god” “You’re killing me!!” Devon began to get into a rhythm and as he did my pain started to subside and a new feeling began. Devon’s penis began hitting something inside of me that sent waves a pleasure through my body. The pain was being replaced by ecstasy and I started moaning. “You’re mine now baby,” Devon growled and his pounding intensified. I could hear the loud smacking sound as his penis hit deep into me and his scrotum flattened against my ass. Devon was moaning now too and my head was spinning. I looked around the room and saw different views of my virginity being taken away. Suddenly, Alex hovered over me and the camera was aimed at my face. “You are liking this, aren’t you bitch?” Alex asked from behind the camera. I could only moan and cry “God yes!!” Devon was like a wild man. He wrapped his arms around my body and pulled me up and jackhammered his penis into me. Any thoughts he had of having his orgasm on my face were long forgotten by him in his passion. He pulled entirely out of me several times and like a guided missile plunged back on the target and deeper into my body. It felt like he was getting bigger and harder. I looked away from the monitors and into Devon’s face. Our bodies were covered in sweat. My penis was rock hard and I could feel my own orgasm building deep in me. Alex was masturbating his huge penis as he attempted to record us from various angles. The room was filled with our moaning, the sound of our bodies smacking together and Alex saying “This is fucking hot!! We are going to make a fortune selling this.” Devon’s eyes seemed to roll back in his head. He leaned forward and moaning and nearly screaming. Suddenly he bit down on my neck and made a high pitched wailing sound and it happened. The first pulse from his penis felt incredibly warm. He bit down on hard my neck again actually breaking the skin and drawing blood. I grabbed his beautiful ass and pulled him deeper inside of me. His muscular black body seemed to ripple with intensity and his penis continued to pump warm streams of poison semen as deep as he could go into my body. I could feel every shot coating my insides with more semen than imagine could come out of one person. My penis suddenly erupted and Alex leaned forward catching most of it in his mouth. He then leaned up and kissed me as my own semen was swirled with his tongue back into my mouth. Devon was laying on me breathing so hard and I could feel his heart pounding against my body. Slowly he began to pull out and Alex zoomed the camera in on my ass. What I saw was unbelievable. My hole appeared to be three or four times bigger than before and as he pulled out large amounts of his semen and my blood oozed out of me. I knew it was poisonous and the pummeling I had just received had created the perfect bloody environment for the infection to take hold. As he pulled out he kissed me and whispered “Clean me Austin”. I willingly licked and sucked his penis clean trying to get his semen mixed in my mouth with my semen that Alex had deposited there. Devon rolled off the bed and Alex hopped into his place. “My turn”, he said with a big smile on his face. I wasn’t sure how I could take such a pounding again. Alex’s penis wasn’t as long as Devon, but it was so much thicker and he was so muscular. I knew the sex act would be more intense. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. “Austin are you in there?” It was Rachael!! I froze in fear. My girlfriend was outside the door and I was feet away, naked on a bed with a man’s semen running out of me and my neck bleeding from bite marks inflicted during passionate sex. Then I heard Jacob say, “What are you guys doing?” They were both there and I couldn’t speak or move. Alex and Devon looked at each other. Instead of fear they both smiled. Alex got up and unlocked the door. I couldn’t believe it!! Devon shouted, “Come on in, we need your help with something.” I saw the handle turn and the door opened……

I had been approached by the host prior to leaving, him asking if I intended to attend the next evening's party? I told him wild horses couldn't keep me away. Once home I checked my email, nothing but spam. I checked my phone for voice messages. None. I was nearly numb. I was wondering just what I had expected. I had been hoping for some sort of communication from Paul, then wondered why. What did he mean to me now? I got a beer and the thoughts continued. My problems with him had started with my initial fear of having been fucked by a positive top or six. He had sympathized at first, then the real silence and, eventual, abandonment came when I had decided that I had already been infected and continued attending the breeding parties. For some reason, I suddenly felt sorry for my reaction to him and his concern. I was reticent to contact him due to our confrontational and abrupt ending. About two in the morning, and into the second beer, I was feeling mellow and ended up leaving him a voice message. Now it was up to him. Early Saturday I got the text from the host about the time I was supposed to be there leading up to the next breeding party. I heard a ding just after I answered that I would be there. It was a message from Paul. I was bewildered. I felt an urgent need to answer but imagined the impending conversation being just as the last. I bit the bullet and called him. He and I greeting each other cautiously at first but finally began to talk as we had before. We had been intimate to a point but I had responded badly to his judgment of my having knowingly allowing myself to be fucked by positive men. Still, I had some remaining level of attachment to him. He had been my first bare fuck and the first to seed me. The conversation quickly led to the painful parts, which I expected. Reaching into my soul, I felt we should have to deal with this and get it over with. Strangely enough, I was responding in a relaxed manner and trying not to let him anger me. I found myself hearing a slow but sure response from him indicating that he felt guilty in his behavior toward me. I took a long breath and asked him directly what was his real problem? Was it my attending the breeding parties? Was it my thought that I was HIV positive? Was it that I continued attending the parties because I thought I was positive? He admitted, slowly, that it was a combination of the circumstances. I was quiet for a while. "You still there?" "Yes." I hesitated, "Where do we go from here? Or do we?" He asked if I was still attending the parties which I answered. He was quiet. I thought about reminding me that he had introduced me to the host, but didn't. "You've been tested?" I told him the results of the clinic visits so far. I hesitated for a moment then laid out the previous night's party. "They were all positive?" I explained the idea of viral loads to him and that I really couldn't answer anything beyond that, telling him what the host had laid out. He asked and I answered that I thought I had taken two loads but had no idea who or how charged. The phone went quiet for a pregnant moment then I asked if he was still there. "Yes," he hesitated, "I'll be in touch. I've got some things to think about, okay?"

As the bottom, the only trophy I seek is my Top's cum. A few Tops I've been with asked if they could use their iphone to video or take pics of us during play. I've always consented so that would be their trophy. I know they've shown those to other people because they showed me vids/pics of their past conquest too.

I would have wiped my dick on your shirt.

From what I understand, this scenario wasn't an "accident"... I was really rude, wrong, inconsiderate and DISGUSTING doing this... geez... some people on this site. Hoping its just made up.

I always make sure my hole is clean. Yes, accidents still happen but you try to prevent them as much as possible. If it happens, I am embarrassed and don't like it. My horniness disappears when it happens and and I don't feel comfortable anymore getting fucked. I could understand that the top pulls out and leaves. Still, you can never know. You can clean all you want and it still may happen.

Hi, it's Will. Jake has told you about the two guys I invited to breed him a couple of nights after we met. He gave you an abbreviated version of what happened, so I thought you would appreciate me putting some more meat on the bones, or in Jake's case up his ass. In addition to my fetish of breeding ass, I have another major turn on and that is seeing my boyfriends getting fucked bareback by others. Then to slide in on the seed and fuck it deeper. Jake was shy and new to guy fun so I wasn't really sure how best to approach the subject. After thinking about it, I thought what the fuck just go for it. I went on line to an infamous bareback hookup website. I'm sure you are all familiar with it: guys state their preferences and 'status' and there is also a section for fuck parties. It was Friday morning and I wanted some action early evening so I posted an invite in the fuck party section. I can't remember the exact wording but it went something like this.... “Experienced well hung top looking for other barebacking breeding tops to share an inexperienced 18yo slim smooth btm who until 3 days ago had never been with a guy.” As I posted late, so I didn't expect to be inundated. However about a dozen inquiries popped-up through the day. Three guys were serious and I liked their profiles as they sounded both raunchy and seedy (excuse the pun). I spoke with all three and explained that Jake had no idea I was arranging the breeding session so it could all back fire if he freaked and wouldn't go through with it. I said I'd respect what he wanted and wouldn't force him. One guy dropped out as he didn't want to travel so far on the chance that Jake might refuse. The two, however, Alan and Mike, agreed to come over and seemed excited at the prospects of breeding Jake. Each man said he hadn't shot for several days as he didn't like to blow his load unless he was fucking ass. I told them to arrive at 6:00 PM, which would ensure they both got to my place before Jake arrived. Believe me guys, I boned up so many times that day especially as 6:00 PM approached. Alan arrived and Mike arrived just a couple minutes after each other, at the designated time. Jake pretty much describes what they looked liked, their bodies and cocks so I won't do so again. I told them how I met Jake, what he looked like, his vice like small ass and how only I had fucked him. The reaction of both Alan and Mike was obvious from the bulge in their pants and I knew they'd look good breeding and seeding Jake. I looked forward to seeing it and sliding in on their seed. Before Jake arrived I had a porno ready about group breeding to set the scene for him. I froze it a good section of shooting inside an ass. I pressed play when Jake arrived looking as hot as ever. After kissing him I bent over sticking my hand down his pants and feeling his fuck hole. It felt beautiful and I anticipated it full of raw dripping cock. As I had planned when asking Alan and Mike where to sit, it left Jake having to sit between them. I could see them lusting at Jake and practically drooling from the mouth. I tried to relax Jake by talking but he was quiet and I could get only one word replies. I saw him look at the porno several times so knew he liked what he was seeing. My cock was bulging at the seams of my shorts at the thought of seeing Jake being bred. Jake explained the trigger to it all starting. I told him that Alan liked him and to let him feel him up. I smiled encouragingly and I took off my shorts knowing what the sight of my boned cock would do to Jake. It worked and he groaned, allowing Alan and Mike to feel him all over. He was freaked but the bone in his pants was a good sign. I told Jake to stand and the guys took all his clothes off. There was a moment of stunned silence when they admired Jake's body. I could almost their disgusting thoughts. Alan was by far the raunchiest and seediest of the two and his hand went straight for Jake's fuck hole. I knew who would be breeding Jake first! Alan's cock dripped as much as mine does and I agree with Jake that is was about nine inches in length. He wasn't the hottest looking guy around and Jake was hesitant about going down on the cock. Jake kept looking directly at me so I got out of the chair and went over to him. I guided his head to Alan's cock and groaned myself as I saw the pre-seed wet Jake's lips and the dripping head entered his mouth. Jake took to it and started sucking Alan's cock like he needed oxygen. A few sniffs of poppers later and Jake had both cock heads in his mouth. What a sight it was for me! Moving forward a bit in time, Alan positioned himself behind Jake and I knew the real fun was to begin. I passed Alan some lube and sat back down. It was just about then that Jake said “no way man, not without a condom." I took control and told Jake "I really want to see you take Alan's raw cock, but don't worry, he won't shoot in you - he'll just slide his cock head in." As I encouraged him, telling him how proud I was of him, I fed him poppers, and Jake, of course, moaned his consent. He was ready. I took hold of Alan's cock and slowly teased it against Jake's ass hole, smearing the pre-cum inside with each gentle push. Alan pushed as I guided his cock head into Jake. I bent over and licked Alan's cock where the head was now hidden and buried inside Jake. Slowly and deliberately Alan slid further and further into Jake. The lustful look on Alan's face was ecstatic as he did so. The verbal got very heavy after that. Sometime later, I looked at Alan and nodded whilst telling Jake that Alan was going to shoot his cum inside him. I assured Jake that it was hot, he would like it and I'd be so proud of him. I said I would slide in after so he'd know it was okay. Mike and I encouraged Alan to do it and give it to Jake, and not surprisingly Alan's pace got faster and faster and I watched as he hammered his raw cock balls deep into Jake. I'm sure I could see the bulge against Jake's belly as Alan bottomed out each time. All of a sudden Alan yelled "Here it is! I'm breeding him!" as he shuddered, collapsing against Jake. There was a moment of silence as we all recovered. After a minute or so, Alan carefully withdrew from Jake's ass as I encouraged Jake to clamp his ass muscles closed when Alan popped out, as I didn't want him to loose any of the cum from his ass. He did well and it all stayed put. I didn't waste any time and my dripping cock head was against Jake's ass hole. The sight of my huge cock against him is something that never fails to turn me on. (I described his ass in the earlier post and its amazing that he can take it.) I slid in savouring the tightness knowing that not ten seconds earlier another cock had just delivered its seed and now I was pushing it deeper into Jake's guts. During this time I was telling Jake what I was doing and how good it felt. It took concentration not to shot but I didn't and after a bit I slowly pulled out telling Jake to grip so he didn't loose the cum. I then guided Mike's cock into Jake's ass just as I had with Alan. I told Jake what I was doing and that I wanted him to also take Mike's cum. Jake gave his consent by groaning. When Mike was balls deep I moved around to the front of Jake telling him to clean the cum and ass juices off Alan's cock which was inches from his face. Jake was hesitant so I passionately kissed him whilst as the same time pulling Alan nearer until his wet cock head was at our lips. With my other hand I slowly moved Jake's head onto the Alan's cock head meaning his lips left mine and moved straight on to the cock head. It resulted in Jake kissing Alan's cock head as if it was a mouth. He cleaned all nine inches. After he cleaned Alan. I stood and had Jake clean my cock. Again he was hesitant but after encouragement he went to town on me. The whole time this was going on Mike was hammering Jake's ass and we were telling him to go for it and do it. Mike planted his load into Jake and it looked like he had given him a huge nut as the shuddering and yelling was intense. As I had when Alan withdrew, I encouraged Jake to grip tightly, and, again, not a drop spilled. I slid into Jake and his ass felt like soft silk. It was warm and wet with seed and so accommodating to my ten inches and substantial girth. You will know guys that its often not the length but the girth that's important and it was so wonderful the way Jake opened up to my thickness. I pulled back so almost all of the head was out and looked at my dick. The thick pulsing veins on the shaft looked so good glistening with Alan and Mike's seed. I groaned at the sight and slid balls deep in Jake. I hammered his ass till I emptied my seed into his guts. This story is condensed, but then Alan again entered Jake. This time I was underneath Jake. Not an easy task given my size and Jake's petite body. I had Alan thrust several times, pull out then slide into my mouth, then back into Jake's ass. Inevitably seed did leak but my mouth was there to taste and eat it. It was like nectar guys. Sometimes I slid my tongue into Jake's hole which was wet with seed. At some point it was too much for Jake and he shot his load all over my chest and stomach. I slid from under Jake and Mike licked Jake's white ropes of cum from my chest before it went all runny. The three of us kissed with it whilst Alan fucked Jake. I then kissed Jake and we swapped his cum between our mouths. I told him how proud I was of him. Before leaving, Alan and Mike both shot another nut load of seed into Jake, and I gave Jake his fifth load. I had him lay face down whilst I kissed his head and neck, telling him what a good bottom he was, and how proud I was of him. I also told him I enjoyed seeing my boyfriends take other guy's raw dick and loads, and set the stage by telling him he would soon take hundreds of loads, some from guys he would never actually see. If you want to hear more from either of us, leave lots of comments for Jake. We both get off on what you guys say.

I wear my boots for sex almost all the time. It started with cold floors in winter--and avoiding the nasty carpets of an old bathhouse. And it looked far hotter than just keeping my socks on. My boys don't seem to mind...

Although there hadn't been any particular pattern to the scheduling of the breeding parties, they seemed to take place on average about every two to three weeks. The longest period so far had been a month and that was the one that had me fearing I had been black-balled so to speak. I had gone back to the clinic to be retested but didn't meet with a doctor just the male nurse that took my samples. I was told this time that I would be notified by mail of the results. I was pleased that I hadn't had to face any more questions concerning my sexual proclivities and choices. It was going on four weeks since the last breeding party and I was actually scanning the Craigslist ads and considering running one again, without knowing just how to phrase it to get what I wanted. I got the text on Wednesday asking if I was ready to attend Friday evening and Saturday afternoon both. I texted back asking, "Friday AND Saturday?" The return text stated that they were separate parties and he felt I might be interested in both. Friday evening found me with seven other presumed bottoms in the bottom's waiting area waiting for our host. Once he arrived, we learned that this was the positive breeding party. He stated that there were a small number of tops, all positive and, in various levels of viral status. He did warn that one of them had informed him that his level was extremely high, so there was a strong likelihood that whomever got his load or loads could possibly be infected. I took a deep breath to calm myself and decided, yet again, to stay for the party. Two bottoms chose to leave. I felt a strange combination of fear and lust. I knew the risks of HIV, and had been reading for the entire time since that first potential breeding about the results of becoming positive. I suddenly realized that I didn't know why I was taking the risk other than for the excitement of what amounted to a strange game of Russian Roulette using cocks and cum instead of a bullet. All it takes to lose at either, though, is that one time. It didn't take long for the six of us bottoms to be prepped and secured in place. We weren't gagged this time. The tops were brought in and the host announced that since there were fewer tops than bottoms that we were reverting to the musical asses format tonight. He planned to vary the length of the intervals but reminded the tops that once the music stopped, they were to go balls deep into their bottom and wait for the change bottom command. As before, if they came before the music stopped, they were to either continue fucking or were allowed to simply sink balls deep and stay there until the music stopped. They were to make the host know that their bottom had been bred so that he could announce it for all of us to hear. Knowing that since I was chosen by one of the tops to be his starting bitch, I knew that, unless he was a notoriously premature ejaculator, I wouldn't be bred by him unless the host decided to keep that first musical interlude very long. He was nicely sized, thick and somewhat lengthy and I felt him prodding my prostate in a strangely comfortable manner. I was somewhat frustrated when the music stopped and I felt him inject himself completely into my ass as he had been instructed. As he struck bottom, I felt a strange urge as though I were about to cum but without the orgasmic feeling that I had long attributed to it from masturbation. The order came to change bottoms. I was again frustrated when I wasn't filled for the next interlude. I listened closely to the sounds of male on male sex, the mumbled comments, asses being slapped by both hands and pelvises. I snapped for my poppers and took both breaths deep. This session was noticeably shorter although it didn't seem like it to me since I wasn't being fucked. I listened but heard no comments of a breeding having occurred. This time I felt a thick cock slipping slowly into my ass and a pair of large, warm hands cupping and fondling my ass. He took a couple of strokes prior to the music restarting. Once the music started, he quickly settled into a varying set of rhythms in and out of my ass. His hands were always tight on my hips and he was always thrusting his entire length into me before pulling just shy of the head out. I knew I was getting everything he had to give, short of what I was wanting. I was working my anal muscles, trying to milk and work his cock trying to make him breed me. The music stopped, but he didn't. He grunted, clinched his pelvis against my ass and held himself there. Had he? "We have our first breeding of the evening." I was warm all over. I had taken a load of cum from a known positive top. Had I just taken it from the top with the high viral load? I squeezed his cock trying to milk all of his cum inside me. I don't know how many tops were there but I was lucky enough to get another load before the party slowed to a halt. I got the second load early in the musical interlude. I was torn by wanting him to continue fucking and simply plunging into me to pump his load as deep as possible inside me and hold it there. He did the latter then, as the music continued he slowly began stroking in and out. After the music stopped and the host announced another breeding, he pulled out and I felt a warm feeling flowing down my scrotum. Shortly I heard the host announce that the tops were leaving and us bottoms would be released shortly. I snapped for the poppers one last time. I enjoyed the head rush and wondered, was I positive now? Had I gotten what I was wanting? My mood was momentarily fouled by a stray thought of wondering why I wanted it. "I hope you bottoms got what you wanted tonight." Our host started, "The tops were indeed all HIV positive." I noticed the looks on the faces of the other bottoms. One other was smiling, the rest seemed scared or alarmed. I silently chuckled to myself. Some of them apparently hadn't thought this through. The thought of that old adage, "Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it." sailed through my mind. I smiled at them afraid of having found that out. I left the remains of the two loads I had taken inside me for as long as they would stay. I was somewhat disappointed that I hadn't seen much of the now familiar cum stain evidence in the crotch of my jeans once I got home. But I was wondering, had I gotten that hot load I had been searching for?"

thats a BS move, you're lucky he didnt do something about it

It's a major turn off for me, and I could have puked right on you.

Some of the piggiest men I've met aren't into scat. That's one of the fetishes that DEFINITELY should be discussed and not just done. I would have been pissed. Count yourself lucky if he just walked away. I'm with drscorpio. That's a rude and inconsiderate act. It may be "boring" to you to have to discuss what will happen, but it's not just about you. All the men there are there to have a good time. You took that away from him. Not a nice thing to do.

Master told me he had bad news about his HIV.... his viral load was huge and his CD4 was at all time low... so I offered my slave body for a toxic deposit and worked harder for it than usual :-)

I was checking my Grindr last night, and to my surprise, I discovered one of my workmates looking for cock. Not that this is the way I usually express, but he actually WAS looking for cock. I hesitated first before sending him a "hi" message, mainly because his reaction of being 'busted' by me -and he doesn't know I'm gay- was out of my knoledge. After some minutes of thinking, I messaged him but got no reply... until this morning. Pretty dull reply, but at least he 'dared' t say something: "Hey! Didn't know you were in here too." D'oh. It was kind of lame. We have each other on Facebook and Instagram, but never actually interacted, so we started small talking about our holidays -we're both out this month. Anyway, I've considered drilling his ass for a while, but of course, being around work -we work at a school- it's impossible to approach him in such manner, so this morning I had my shot. He asked me what I was looking for, 'morning sex' I replied. What a shock when he said: "Sweet, me too." Everything was going too well. It was nearly 9.00 so I invited him to come over for breakfast and he agreed. About 20 minutes or so later, he rang my doorbell and my heart raced. Adrenaline was rushing through my body like poppers. I opened the door and he said 'hi'. He was so sexy. He's wearing a loose tank, tight shorts, flip-flops, sunglasses, and a cool hat. I was shirtless. We shook hands and we went into the kitchen. He didn't notice my boner at that moment. We were having coffee and talking, so he started asking me about my chest and traps tattoos. "I didn't know you had them." "Well, I'm not showing them at work, you know." "They look sexy. Did they hurt?" "They are sexy. This one [pointing at the centre of my chest] yes, but not the others." So he was checking me out over his coffee. He just needed a push -a pounding, actually. We finished our breakfast and his politeness forced him to stand up and grab the empty cups and dishes. He was standing before the sink and was rinsing them, so I had the perfect angle and time to make my move. I stood up and embraced him from behind. He started trembling and said: "What are you doing?" I pressed my rock hard cock against his ass. "What do you think?" He kept rinsing the dishes, "it's complicated, we're workmates," he added. I wasn't going to let him get away so I put my hand on his bulge, and I noticed he was rock hard too. "Come on, you know you want this as much as I do." He turned around and gave me a profound look. We know we were about to cross the line, so I took him by his hand and guided him to my room. What a sweet surprise was my discovery when I undressed him...

I'd been in this city for three days. It had rained every day and the gym was being renovated in my hotel. I hadn't gone for a run since Sunday evening. I was having a really rough day at work. I was tired and just needed to get the hell out of the office where I was working. Since I couldn't go for a run or go to the gym, I decided "what the fuck" and got online to find a gay bar or at least a gay friendly bar nearby. I found one a few blocks away (good since I had no car) and I went to the hotel and changed out of my suit. I put on a t-shirt and jeans that showed off my ass. Maybe, on this particular rainy Wednesday evening, I'd get fucked. I went to the bar and when I got inside I was not thrilled, but it was raining and I was wet and not going outside leaving to find a cab (Uber wasn't ubiquitous then). I grabbed a seat at the bar and ordered a vodka tonic. The bartender said, "It's doubles night. You get a double for the price of a single." I agreed. The bartender and I started talking. He told me that the place got busy around 9pm. It's 7pm. I gotta wait 2 hours. Fuck! I looked around. There was a group of business gays in a corner area and a few scattered guys around the bar. Not much to choose from. I talked to a few guys at the bar and was on my second double when I decided to go to the bathroom. I walked in. Two urinals next to each other, a toilet with a door, and a sink. I walked over to the urinal by the wall and started to piss. There was a kind of bulletin board in front of the urinals - get tested for HIV, a gay chorus was starting, etc. This bigger dude walked in. My height, 6'2" and had to be 220 lbs. He was built. A daddy type, definitely older than me, and he exuded confidence. He checked me out and I was trying hard to just look at the bulletin board and pee. I looked over at him and checked out his cock. It was 5" soft. I looked up and smiled at him. He smiled back. I finished peeing and I zipped up my pants and went to wash my hands. He was behind me wanting for the sink. I looked him in the eyes in the mirror and we "connected." He turned me around and we started kissing passionately and furiously. His beard was rubbing on my soft face. It kinda hurt, but I was getting really turned on. His hands were on my ass and I my arms were around his big shoulders. He turned me around fast, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and was pushing them down. I reached back and undid his belt, button and zipper. I pushed down the back of my underwear. He went down on his knees for a few seconds and ate my ass - really mostly spitting on it and shoving his tongue in my hole. I know he was wetting me because he was going to fuck me. He got up and spit on his cock. He rubbed it on my hole and started to push inside my ass. I grunted because it hurt. I wasn't lubed up enough. He didn't care and that was turning me on. He bottomed out in my ass and left his thick cock in me for a bit so I could adjust. We made out with my chest and left cheek on the wall. My head was turned to the side and he was kissing me and I was sucking his tongue and kissing back. He started to rock his cock back and forth in my ass. He kept rocking back and forth until I started to moan. Then he stopped kissing me and started fucking me. I pushed my ass back for his cock and he held the rest of me against the wall. After a few short minutes he said, "I'm gonna cum." I reached back my head and kissed him. He unloaded in my ass. He was breathing hard and resting my chest on my back. I was still pressed up against the wall. The bathroom door opened. It was one of the business gays - button down and dress pants. He apologized and was about to leave. My top (never got a name) said, "No worries. I'm done. You want a turn?" The top pulled out of me and the tall Asian business guy stepped behind me. I looked back at the Asian guy - handsome, slim frame. The other top goes to the sink to clean up as the Asian guy undoes his belt and button. He says to the other top, "Got a condom." I'm unzipping Asian guy's pants and reaching for his cock. The other top says, "Doesn't matter." With that said, the tops smile at each other and I feel the new top's cock harden in my hand. He pushes my hand away and slides his raw cock in me. Daddy top left the bathroom. Asian guy talked while fucking me. "You're so hot," "I love fucking bareback," "It's been 2 weeks since he fucked a dude," "I'm not going to last long." This top fucked me for a few minutes and shot his load in my ass. We got cleaned up and left the bathroom. I went back to the bar to finish my drink. The place was still not busy yet. The bartender asked if I was ok because I'd been in the bathroom awhile. I said yes. I heard the business gays erupt with laughter and I looked over. They were looking at me. The bartender came back to me and said a dude had bought me a drink. It was Daddy top. He came over and said thanks for the fuck. I smiled and said it was hot. Daddy top laughed and said it sure was and he went back to hang with his buddies. Now I finish my second double and I have a full third drink, so I start on that one. About half way through the third drink, the business gays start leaving. The Asian guy who fucked me just ignored me as they walked by. One of the business guys - he seemed like a total "geek chic," nerdy type stops on his way out to say goodbye to the bartender. Too much hair covering his face, glasses, thin body, good arms and dressed in a sweater, dress pants, etc. He's right next to me and he says, "Is it true?" I smiled. I was a little drunk. He introduced himself, Gabriel, Michael (an angel name) and said that his friend said he'd fucked me in the bathroom. I said my name and said it was true. The geek nervously asked if I wanted to get fucked again. I said sure but at my hotel. The geek smiled and I turned toward him on the stool. My legs were on either side of him as he stood. We talked and he ran his hands all over my legs. I looked over at the Daddy top. He was smiling at me really big. I finished my third double and I took "geek chic" back to my hotel. He was all over me in the elevator. Kissing me and rubbing my body. It was hot, but not as furious as the make out session with Daddy top. We got to my room and collapsed on my bed. He and I made out and lost our clothes. He had a great slim fit body and a nice 7" cock. He was uncut and I went down on him. I loved playing with his uncut piece - hands, tongue, mouth. I sucked him for awhile and he was moaning. He said, "I'll cum soon if you don't stop." I wanted him to fuck me so I stopped and we made out some more. He slipped his hand between my legs and rubbed my cum wet hole. He fingered me some. He said, "Is that part true too?" Coy, I said, "What part?" He smiled and kissed me. He said, "That you let my friend bareback you and cum inside you?" I said, "Yes. That's his cum lubing my ass now." I could see the dueling looks of desire and hesitation on his face. I put him on his back and kissed him as I climbed on top of him. I put his cock on my ass crack and started rubbing his cock on my ass. I said, "You want to bareback me too don't you?" He said, "I don't know." I lined his cock up with my hole and said, "Your choice or I'll just sit on it if you don't say anything." He looked at me and said nothing. I sat on his bare cock. Slowly guiding the biggest cock of the night into my hole. Fuck he was big. The cum was not so much lube that I couldn't feel the friction and heat in my ass. I let him bottom out while I adjusted to him inside my ass. I squeezed back and said, "You have a great cock." I started to ride him. I rode him for a while and then he got aggressive. He flipped me on my back and slammed his cock back into me. He fucked me hard. The best fuck of the night. He was slamming into me and then slowing down. He'd pull out and smack his cock on my hole and slide it back in. He and I kissed and fucked. I was moaning and feeling his tight small body. This geek chic twink was fucking me so good. Finally, after about 20 minutes of fucking all over the bed he said, "I'm cumming." He slammed his cock inside me and exploded with a big roar of a grunt/moan. The excitement of his explosion and me jerking my cock caused me to cum for the first time that night. We cuddled and slept until the morning. No more sex. I think he felt guilty about barebacking me. I didn't. It was a hot night.

I think I got started getting turned on by guys who would normally turn me off when I was working in a dive bar my dad owned in a small town in West Virginia. I was 18 or 19 slaving on the sandwich grill and this one .... no other way to say it but ... ugly guy who was in his late 40's or early 50's was basically sobbing into his beer every evening because he couldn't get pussy. I don't think he'd had a job for a year or two and he was sort of overweight and had one of those faces that are so bad looking you almost can't take your eyes off it. But he was a really nice guy - just with rotten luck. A lot of it. Anyway he happened to go to the same gym that I did - the local Y ... he never worked out, only sat in the sauna and the like. So one day when I walked into the lockerroom to change for lifting weights I saw him in the jacuzzi and decided to postpone my workout to soak with him in the tub. As we were talking about how terrible the local college football team was I began searching the water with my legs and managed to graze his cock with my toes. He didn't flinch, so I footsied him a couple more times, felt his floppy tool start to get hard, then started jerking him under the water with both my feet. Nice cock, actually, with really loose foreskin that dragged along the shaft as I stroked him under the suds. Long story short, after about 5 mins he stood up out of he water and shot his cum into my open mouth. I can still see the fucked up smile on his homely face when he finally got someone to take his nut. I never hooked up with him again, and we never talked about it, not even once. (I heard he died of a heart attack about 5 years ago.) But he was always in a much better mood after that when he came to the bar, at least when I was working. I had sucked off and even gotten fucked by a *lot* of random guys before then - and not many of them were super hot, but I think this was the first time I realized the true value of being the sort of dude who would milk the old and ugly guys. Now I take nothing but pride in being a public service cumdump - so much so that sometimes the guys I like getting off the most are the guys who turn me on the least.

Graduating to Becoming A Gifter Looking back on it now...it all began so innocently (or at least, innocently enough.) After those hung guys had bred me, I never told anyone how much of a violated and used up cumdump I had felt like but the change was apparent to me even though I could not even admit it to myself. I went from willing and submissive bottom to an over-the-top macho dom fucker top. I plowed the ever-living-hell out of any cute, sexy, or hunky ass that passed my way but...I tried to play safe until I got up the nerve to get tested. Then something went horribly wrong...although now I think it was the best thing to have happened to me. Bang! My dorm door slammed open as I stumbled groping and kissing this slim dominican with a sexy set of six-pack abs and a swimmers chest and arms. He was at some pride dance and we had gotten to grinding in the sweaty crowd and as soon as I put that ass against my crotch, I knew I was going to have to fuck this kid like there was no tomorrow...and he knew it too. "Damn, you're a stud," he moaned ripping off his pants and bouncing back onto my bed, already bare bottomed since he had gone commando and his shirt I had torn off someplace between the club and the short hop to my place since the college was in the middle of the city. My belt was unbuckled and jeans falling off to the floor in no time. "You're quite the looker yourself playboy," I flirted with a wink and sly grin. My 8.5 uncut dick was throbbing something awful in the otherwise comfortably fitted black boxer-briefs with the word "TOP" stitched onto the backside incase I went to an underwear party and anyone wanted to take the guessing out of what I wanted. "I have a feeling you want to get right to fucking me," he said as though he wanted an expected it rather than was asking it. He rolled onto his stomach wiggling his ass and getting on his knees and looking back at me with a wicked glint in his eyes and a quirked eyebrow, "Doggy or missionary to start?" I already had produced a condom and went for my desk next to the bed to grab the lube. "Lube that hole up good too, I am gonna be diving in hard and will fuck you like the bitch you are whether you can handle it or not," I ordered, half-serious, and half in jest. "Yes, Daddy," he obeyed already fingering his ass and taking ahold of the lube to apply gratuitous amounts onto it as he did so. The condom was already on and I tossed the wrapper aside, my fat veined cock was hurting it was so hard, I had to fuck him good so I could cum at least once just to get a hardon that wouldn't drive me nuts. I was on him before he had barely taken his finger out of his ass and my rubbered cock sunk into his firm bubble butt swiftly. He reared his head back and gasped moaning and trying to move forward a little to stall for a little adjust time, but I had already grabbed ahold of his dirty blonde hair and tugged on it hard like reining in a horse and plunged balls deep and kept my other hand firmly on the small of his back to rail this tight-holed bottom until he was as loose as I preferred a bottom to be. "Fuck kid, you're mine now," I told him as I smashed unforgivingly into his twink boy hole. He cried out in pain and pleasure and before too long began to loosen and give in when he couldn't get away without me gripping his hair harder to force my cock in fully. "Take it you fuck slut," I barked the order in his ear as I leaned in pounding on him and then licked and sucked on his sweet and sweaty neck. All there was for the next 10 minutes was the sound of him moaning and my balls slapping into his ass checks while splitting that hole ever deeper with my dick. I couldn't believe it was getting even thicker. I think I felt it more than heard it, even though I know I heard something faint...but it took me a moment to realize the condom had suddenly snapped. Whether because of how tight he was when I first started or how fat my cock had gotten...or fuck, maybe it was because gun oil and regular condoms don't go so well together, oops! I kept on fucking him though, he didn't seem to noticed and was grinding now into me like a bitch in full-on heat. I was so turned on thinking of cumming in such an amazing ass I couldn't even help it. I went from planning to fuck him mercilessly for the next half hour to shooting a near week's worth of saved cum right up the fuck-holes raw cunt. I just impaled him harder and harder as I shot volley after volley of my seed. I still hadn't gotten tested...but maybe he was lucky and I was neg. Otherwise it had been months and I would be unmedicated and he'd be knocked up for sure. "Fuck, yes," I whispered just imagining him now carrying my DNA inside him and being forever branded with what was now my calling card. I knew I'd never wear a condom again..at least not without planning to break it and cum inside a bottom. A gifter was born and so was the next part of the Breeding Chain with this poz seed. "Oh god, that was amazing..." he breathed slowly pulling off my wet semi-hard dick. I tried tugging at the condom to make it seemed covered still as he turned around to look back. He must have suspected cum was inside him, I shoot so fucking much even when I have been jerking off daily. "Yeah, you don't know the half of it," I laughed.

Part 2 The chubby guy got off me, and I felt a gush of wetness drip over my balls as his cock slid out of me. I was shocked, scared and surprised at what I had done, but my cock was rock hard as I stood up and moved away from the tree. More and more men were arriving all the time and the clearing was filling with sweaty, rutting bodies. I heard a noise and peered into some bushes beside me. There were three or four figures squirming in the dirt and leaves. One was a twink, clearly drunk or high and out for the count, whilst the others were older, predatory. They were taking turns fucking the supine body lying in the dirt, and their eyes glittered with lust as they saw me standing there. I backed away and bumped into someone standing behind me. He was tall, muscular and dark skinned with long fingernails on the hand which gripped my bicep. “I know what you’re thinking.” He whispered in a low voice as dry as the leaves rustling around us. “You want to be him, don’t you?” His eyes were glinting redly though there was no light around to reflect the colour. I couldn’t speak as he led me away from the clearing and into a small hollow. At the bottom were three naked men, as muscular and dark skinned as the other was, with a balding middle-aged stock-broker type on his knees as one of them crouched over his upraised buttocks fucking him. I was led over to the group and forced to my knees. The man who’d brought me was held in some deference by the others. “Breed him” He whispered to the guy fucking. The balding man gave a groan of pleasure and also something else – fear? – as the cock plunged in and out of him. Then the top came with a gasp of ecstasy, filling the bottom with what I assumed was toxic cum. The dark-skinned man bent and kissed me, his lips burning and the kiss melted me like jelly. Beside us, the balding man got to his feet and staggered off into the gathering darkness and I was alone with them. His cock had stiffened, huge and veiny with a drool of cum at the tip. “It’s time,” He said. “Get on your knees with your worthless face in the dirt…”

Uncle Jim Alex was a budding drug user that was will initiated to meth use by being thrown in the deep end with generous slams. That first night Alex was well fucked that first night and he loved every second, inch and cc of what he got that night. Sure it was most likely the drugs, but Alex was already experimenting with pot, the leap to crystal was easy for Uncle Jim to get him to make. Alex was receptive to the drugs, what he wasn't aware of was the fact that Uncle Jim was HIV positive and the points his uncle used to slam him with were needles that his uncle had used before to slam himself. Uncle Jim wasn't taking any chances, Alex was going to be his HIV son. Alex crashed for the next couple of days after his first night partying. It didn't take long before Alex began to feel 'under the weather'. Uncle Jim cared for his nephew as he kept Alex in bed although he wanted to see his friend Nick. He had learned a lot from his uncle and wanted to share his good friend. While Alex was recovering from the fuck flu, unaware that he was becoming toxic himself, he asked his uncle to teach him how to slam himself. Uncle Jim let his nephew know hat there are several ways to do Tina and he will teach him every way as long as he could join him when he got Nick high. Uncle Jim had a plan and Alex was interested. A couple days after Alex was feeling better he invited Nick over to smoke some primo weed. Right before Nick arrived he took a couple bite pills his uncle gave him that would help him get (and stay) hard. They lit up the joint with Alex urging Nick to take large hits as he took small hits. This gave Nick more of the joint that had an ample supply of Tina. As the two got high, Nick higher than Alex, Alex had his moment to ask how Nick was enjoying the pot. Nick was loving the pot as he smoked the last of the joint. Alex moved in so that he could make his move I his friend. Nick was receptive to his friend's advancements. When Alex put his mouth on his friend's 6 1/2" cock hit gave him access to Nick's virgin ass. Alex knew what he had to do to get his friend higher and more receptive to the advancements he was making. This distraction made it easy for Alex to slip a couple small shards into Nick's hole. Nick felt the sight burn As Alex played with his hole. Despite the burn Nick was feeling he was starting to enjoy the attention his ass was getting. This allowed Alex to slip more of his finger (and more Tina) further into his hungry hole. While the drugs and stimulation were working his mind Alex moved on to the next step in the plan, planting the seed to get higher. Nick was very open to going hover just as Alex had done the night of his birthday. A little more Tina in his hole and Alex's suction in his cock had Nick practically begging to go higher. Uncle Jim had a plan Alex didn't know about which was to use a point that he used in when he taught Alex how to slam a couple days before knowing that this dirty point would bring Nick into their new family. The points were already prepared when Alex pulled them out from where he had them stashed along with a tourniquet. Nick watched with fascination as Alex fixed the rubber tourniquet on his left, muscular bicep. Without saying a word he used an alcohol prep on a prominent vein and quickly stuck the point in before Nick could say anything. There was the brief flash of blood before the large slam was emptied. When the tourniquet was pulled off Nick felt the drug move up his arm and into his chest causing him to cough as he rode his first rush. Nick never noticed that his 7" hard on had disappeared as Uncle Jim appeared and stated to rim Nick's hungry hole. This gave Alex an opportunity to give Nick his cock to suck as he prepared his own slam. Nick want and to watch as Alex administered his own slam. He fixed his tourniquet, swabbed a his vein then did his point home. With Uncle Jim's teaching, Alex made that this slam a lot milder compared to the his first slam and the one Nick had just received. Alex coughed out as he began to ride his own rush while Uncle Jim prepared Nick's hole fit Alex to fuck. Alex and Uncle Jim traded places allowing Alex to position his death stick at Nick's neg hole. Alex paused a moment as he began to reflect on the consequences of what he was wait to do, fuck a poz load inside his hunk of a friend. The thought of knocking his friend up just as his uncle had done to him. A reflected on the news when his uncle told him that he had pozzed his ass. This actually brought Alex and his Uncle Jim close. Alex fucked his friend with a passion and dropped a good size load into his friend. After he had drained his cock Uncle Jim took his place ass fucked Alex's toxic sperm deeper into Nick's formerly virgin (and soon to be poz) ass. They all had more slams as the afternoon progressed into night into the next day. Nick had been away from home longer than he had planned. This caused his parents to worry. When he finally returned home his parents wanted to ground the 19 year old. Nick wouldn't hear any of what his parents were telling him. He had been pondering this moment ever sine he admitted to himself at the age of 10 that he was gay. He went to his room, packed his things, went to his parents and told then he was gay and walked out the door.

This is a story rescued from the late lamented Bugshare site. It was always one of my favourites and I thought it was gone for good until I started cleaning out some old files on my computer. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. I'll post it in parts as it's a long read, but worth it Texas Bareback Massacre, Part 1 "We shouldn't go in there," Willie protested with a longing glance back toward his brand new l957 Chevy which was parked askew in a ditch. "Of course we shouldn't go in there," Tad answered his friend in disgust. "We shouldn't be out this late on a school night. We shouldn't have driven your new Chevy out on the Old Loop Road to see how fast it would go. We shouldn't have run it into a ditch. We shouldn't, but we did. So what do you want to do now? Walk ten miles back to town or a few hundred feet to that tavern and call your father for some help?" "My daddy will kill me when he finds out," Willie whined, "he told me never to go near that place." "Well, he's going to kill you about the car," Tad explained in exasperation, "phoning him from the tavern won't make any difference and will save us a ten-mile walk." "We shouldn't," Willie replied, hanging back as his friend walked on ahead. "Come on, baby," Tad goaded his friend and Willie, who was too afraid of being thought to be afraid, followed like a lamb. The tavern was a ramshackle road side inn with a half burnt out neon sign that read "T v rn C ld Be r" and a dirt parking lot containing an old pickup truck and a row of dirty motorcycles. The tavern had a bad reputation with respectable persons not only because it was frequented by bikers but because the bikers were never seen with any biker chicks. Words like 'fairies,' 'queers,' 'faggots' and 'fruits' were muttered about the bikers. Young men from the mill or the college who frequented the place had bad reputations and no respectable man, young or old, ever admitted openly to going into the bar although many of them had remarkably detailed knowledge of what went on inside. "Come on," Tad was annoyed by his friend's hesitancy as he stood outside the tavern door waiting for the all-too-timid Willie to catch up, "We'll just use the phone and get out. Five minutes and then we'll go back to the car and wait for your father." Tad pushed the door open and Willie followed him inside. The tavern was a big square room with a bar running down one side and six broken down, mismatched tables, randomly arranged upon the cracked linoleum covered floor. The floor was dirty, the walls were dirty, the tables were dirty, the bar was dirty and the atmosphere was dirty with the odors of stale bodies, stale beer, and stale smoke hanging in the air, while wifts off stale urine wafted from the restrooms in the rear. The only things dirtier and more odious than the room were the dozen unshaven and unwashed bikers lounging about the tables and the bar. The room fell silent and twelve pairs of sullen eyes turned upon Tad and Willie as they entered the tavern with their fresh washed faces and their fresh washed preparatory school clothes. From behind the bar a sweaty, fat man in a dirty apron beckoned with a soggy, gray rag to the boy's to step up to the bar. "What do you boys want?" he asked gruffly as Tad and Willie approached. Tad for all his bravado before Willie was too abashed by the seedy conditions of the bar and its clientele to immediately speak. Willie was just plain too frightened to say a word. "What ya want?" The barman's tone lowered as he repeated his inquiry. "We know what they want," an intoxicated voice called out thickly. "Well I can give 'em what they want," another drunken voice added. "We all can," the bar patrons all laughed at this suggestion, a laugh as dirty as everything else in the bar. "Shut the fuck up!" the barman snapped before turning back to Tad and Willie. "I don't serve no minors. How old are you?" "Eighteen," Tad finally found his voice but it was slightly cracked. "Eighteen," Willie's voice was so low that he might as well have mouthed the words. "Ya gotta be twenty-one," the barman snapped as his rubbed his dirty rag over the dirty surface of the bar. "We don't want a drink, Mister," Tad was hesitant but polite, "we just want to use the phone." "This is a bar, not a phone booth," the bartender growled. "We can pay, sir," Tad explained as he slid a hand into the pocket of his gray flannel trousers and pulled out a few neatly folded dollar bills. "My friend ran his car into a ditch. We need to call his father to come pull us out." "You don't have to call Daddy," a tall, brawny biker dressed in soiled leather and tarnished chains rose from a table close to the bar, "my boys can pull you out." "Sure as fucking can," a chorus of eager voices assented as the big biker sauntered over to the boys. The big biker stood next to Tad and put one booted foot upon the bar rail. Tad wrinkled his nose as he caught the scent of stale sweat and unwashed clothes and moved a little further away from the muscular mountain of unwashed male flesh. "That won't be necessary, sir," Tad respectfully but eagerly declined the offer, "Willie's Dad can do it." "If you call Willie's Daddy," the big biker said as his casually dropped his leather booted foot from the bar rail and stretched himself to his full height, "Willie will get in trouble. If my boy's pull you out, his old man doesn't ever have to know." "Let him do it, Tad," Willie whispered in Tad's ear as he drew his keys from the pocket of his gray flannel slacks. "I don't want my Daddy to know." Why don't you give your keys to Piston?" the big biker addressed Willie as he pointed to a burly blond biker who was lounging next to the jukebox by the door. "Him and Reb can get your car out and bring it here. Piston was joined at the jukebox by a small dark biker wearing a dog collar, who sidled up remarkably close to his big blond buddy. Reb laid his head against Piston's broad chest as the burly biker put a beefy arm around the younger man's waist. Embraced together they sauntered over to the bar, where Piston held out his free hand for Willie's keys. With a look of fright mingled with disgust, Willie shied away from the embracing bikers, as he held out the keys in his trembling hand. "We better go with them, sir," Tad suggested as he stayed Willie's hand, "so Willie can drive." "Reb can drive," the big biker said as he stepped closer to Tad, "You boys can have a drink with us while you wait for them to bring your car." "No, thank you, sir, we'd better go," Tad refused the unkind offer and taking a step backwards from the towering bulk of the big biker bumped into Willie who was pushed back against Piston's hard shoulder. "Give me the keys, punk," Piston growled as he reached over Willie's shoulder and snatched the keys from his hand. "Take a fucking seat," Reb snarled as he shoved Willie away from Piston and towards the nearest table, "Piston's taken." "Wait a minute!" Tad protested as he reached out to draw Willie back. "You too," the big biker barked as he shoved Tad in the same direction as his friend, "get your ass over there." Tad and Willie were too stunned and frightened to resist. They stumbled over to a dirty table and sat down. The big biker followed the boys and sat down between them as Reb and Piston left by the tavern door. The rest of the bikers quickly gathered around the table like vulture's surrounding a pair of dying animals in preparation for a feast. "What'll you boys drink," the big biker asked. "Nothing, thank you, sir," Tad replied in a subdued tone. Willie could only look nervous and shake his head. "You two boys think your too good to drink with us?" the big biker snarled as the gang pressed around the table and murmured ominously. "No, no, Sir," Tad protested as he smiled weakly in an attempt to mollify the gang, "we're under age. We can't have a drink." "You're eighteen," the big biker turned friendly and smiled but not with his eyes only with his yellow teeth, "you're old enough to drink if you're old enough to fuck." The men around the table laughed and nudged each other at this remark. "Fucking, right," one said. "Give the boys a drink," another crowed, "they're plenty old enough to fuck." The gang laughed again. "Beer for my new boys, Sam," the big biker called to the bartender. "Shit, Wolf," the bartender complained, "I'll lose my fucking license." "Lock the fucking door," Wolf, the big biker commanded, "We'll make this a fucking private party." "Fucking ace!" the gang cheered. One of the gang peeled off from the crowd around the table and snapped the lock closed on the front door, while Sam waddled out from around the bar with two pitchers of beer, which he set before the boys. "Drink up," Wolf commanded the two teenagers. Tad and Willie looked at the foaming pitchers with dismay. Neither one had ever done more that have a sip of his dad's beer. "Drink the fucking shit up," Wolf was back to snarling and showing his yellow teeth. Tad took the handle of the pitcher that was set before him and lifted the jug to his lips. He took a small sip from the frothy contents before putting the pitcher down. Willie sat so frozen with fear that he was unable to speak or move or drink. "These fuckers don't know how to drink," a fat biker behind Tad roared as he grabbed Tad's pitcher and took a healthy swig before passing it into the crowd. The other pitcher too was taken and the gang around the table quickly drained them both before returning them refilled to the boys. "Now drink up, boys," Wolf commanded. Tad picked up his refilled pitcher to take a little sip but as his lips touched the rim, Wolf put his hand on the bottom of the pitcher and held the jug up to Tad's mouth. Tad took several deep gulps as Wolf tipped the pitcher up and forced more of the contents to Tad's lips. Tad could not swallow the cold brew fast enough to keep his mouth from overflowing. Beer ran down his chin and dripped upon the front of his red and white striped button down shirt. Willie tried to reach out for his pitcher but could not bring himself to touch it. A helpful biker grabbed Willie by his red hair and pulled his head back, while an equally helpful friend poured the contents of the pitcher into Willie's gaping mouth. The boy coughed and choked and spluttered and spewed beer upon the gang. "Fucking asshole, you were told to drink that shit," the helpful biker roared as he pulled Willie by his hair from his seat. Tad immediately leapt to his feet to defend his friend and was immediately forced to sit back down by the burly bikers standing behind him. "Sit down, mother fucker. Leave Crank alone," Wolf snapped as he put his dirty hand on Tad's shoulder, "he's just gonna teach your fucking friend a lesson in good manners." Crank, the helpful biker, swung Willie around by his hair and dragged the boy away from the table to the center of the floor. "Ow! Ow! My hair," Willie cried as tears filled his eyes and he tried to keep his feet. "Shut up you fucking cry baby or I'll give you some shit to cry about" Crank shouted as he released Willie's hair to slap the boy across his tear streaked freckled cheek. The force of the blow sent Willie reeling. He fell against a vacant table and sprawled across its top. He lay on its dirty surface in a huddled mass trembling like a wounded rabbit before a beast of prey. He lifted his disheveled head and fearfully looked back at Crank. From his seat across the room, Tad could see blood trickling from the corner of Willie's mouth and the red bloom of Crank's hand print upon his pale cheek. "Leave him alone," Tad protested as he felt rough hands hold him down before he could start to rise. "You better forget about your fucking boyfriend, he's Crank's now." Wolf leered at Tad as he spoke, "You just worry about who your fucking boyfriend's going to be." Crank took Willie's wrist and drew him from the table to his feet. Willie leaned back against the table edge to support himself while he put one hand to his red cheek and tried to stifle his sobs. "Take off your shirt off, cry baby," Crank demanded. "Show your Daddy what you've got." Willie leaned further back against the table to draw himself as far away from Crank as he could. He snuffled as he tentatively put a hand to the button-down collar of his cotton shirt. For a few moments, he fumbled with the button without opening it, then he dropped his hand to his side and hung his head. "You fucking son of a bitch, I told you to take your shirt off," Crank barked. "Do it or I'll do it for you. Take it of, fucker. Do it! Now!" Willie flinched at the sharpness of Crank's barked command but otherwise he did not move. Faster than a mongoose strikes a cobra, Crank leapt forward and with both hands tore open the front of Willie's white cotton shirt. The fat biker's powerful hands quickly tore the shirt apart and stripped the tattered rags from Willie's body. The boy did not have time to react before Crank struck again with both hands to tear the stunned teenager's fresh white tee shirt from his arms and chest. Willie was too timid to put up a fight, but with instinctive modesty he crossed his arms over his nearly hairless, neatly freckled chest. Willie was a varsity swimmer and had a swimmer's body with lean hard muscles stretched tightly over a slight frame. Except for his head which was covered by a short crop of flaming red hair which had been disheveled by Crank's rough hand, he kept his body hairless by shaving everyday to increase his speed in the water so he said. Like most natural red heads, his skin was fair and freckled and he turned a bright pink all over when he blushed. He was in no danger of blushing as he stood with his arms covering his bare chest and the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "Let's see them pretty titties, boy," Crank said as he reached for the Willie's wrists. "Don't! Please, don't touch me!" Willie screamed and started to cry. "Shut the fuck up, cry baby, I don't want to hear no caterwauling," Crank snapped as he backhanded Willie across the mouth. Willie's head snapped to one side as his body twisted and collapsed in a slow spiral to the dirty barroom floor. "Stop him, please, Wolf," Tad begged the big biker to save his friend. "Shut up, cocksucker, just watch the fucking show," was Wolf's only reply. Tad looked all around him and saw that all eyes in the biker gang were focused on the lurid scene before them. Willie lay upon the floor stripped naked to the waist. His boyish face was bruised on both cheeks and he was bleeding from a cut in each corner of his mouth. Over him stood a brawny biker with his fat belly hanging over the top of his worn jeans. His greasy hair was dark and shaggy, his scarred face was unshaven and his eyes burned brightly with lust. As he looked at Willie's exposed chest and the boy's tiny pink nipples, he licked the saliva from his cruel lips. "On your knees, cocksucker," Crank commanded as he pulled Willie up and forced the boy onto his knees. Crank stood before the boy with his sturdy legs spread and his wide hips thrust forward. With one hand Crank unzipped his grease stained jeans and pulled out his short fat prick from his open fly. His other hand he placed behind Willie's head. "Open up, cocksucker," Crank said as his pulled his dick and pointed it at Willie's trembling lips, "wrap your lips around this and get it hard." Willie's eyes grew wide and his face screwed up in disgust. He had never been so close to another man's dick. With quick furtive glances, he had surveyed from a distance the other boys in his gym class showering which was just to check their size against his own. He had never been so close that he could see the veins and blemishes on the dick shaft or smell the stench of an unwashed crotch or feel the heat roiling from an open fly. Willie licked his lips not in anticipation of the unsavory meal offered to him but in the hopes that he would stop himself from puking on the spot. "I said to wrap your lips around my meat, cocksucker," Crank snarled as he shook Willie by the hair on his head. "Do it now!"

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

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.

It's hard to believe that it is now 2015 and it has been two years since I moved to Amsterdam to live with Will after knowing him for only six weeks. We live in an apartment bang in the Centrum part of the city, just five minutes walk from the leather bars. I am now 20, he is 38 and I remember the night we met and the next few weeks like it was only yesterday. A few days after turning 18, I had an argument with my girl friend and we split up. I'd always known I liked men, so plucked up the courage to go to a gay bar. (As it turns out it's a well known bar for men into raunchy scenes, but I didn't know that at the time.) I stood outside for what seemed like hours, trying to get the courage to go in, but in reality it was only about 30 minutes. In that time, I counted 14 men who went in to the bar. After going through the doors, I quickly scanned the room and went straight to the bar. I felt like all the eyes were on me as I ordered a coke. I stood shaking on the inside and drank the coke in about 60 seconds. I had just finished the coke when someone behind me asked if I wanted another. I turned to decline the offer, but a stud of man was behind me and without knowing I would, I ended up saying “Yes, thanks.” He asked if it was my first time as I looked very nervous. I replied that it was my first time so he suggested that we go to the corner with our drinks and chat where I would feel more comfortable. He introduced himself as 'Will'. "Hi, Will. I'm Jake," I replied. Will explained that he was from Holland staying in a friend's house whilst doing some work. I could hardly look at Will because he was so stunning and had an aura of masculine sexuality. He was tall, dark, handsome and he had what looked like a rock hard body. I am, 5' 5", have a 27 inch waist, and have short dark blonde hair. In contrast to my slight build, I thought Will to be a man's man, and I was in heat. I noticed Will checking over my body and he turned the conversation to sex. He asked if I'd had sex with a man. "No, I haven't. I've just broken up with my girlfriend," I replied. "I'd love to have fun with you, and I know you won't be disappointed," was Will's reply. I hesitated replying and the next thing I knew, Will grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. I nearly shot there and then as I could feel a massive long hard cock. It felt like it must be at least nine inches. I looked at Will looking for words, but he knew just what to say: "I can see you like what I have for you." With that my hesitation disappeared in a second. "You wanna drop by my place for some fun?" Will asked. Naturally I agreed. During the cab ride back to Will's place, he had his hand on my leg and kept mine on his crotch and we were both boned the entire ride. When we got to his place he made drinks for us and he put on a porn DVD, which depicted two guys, one, the bottom, who was about my age, as he was getting fucked bareback by an older guy. The top eventually shot all over the bottom's ass before sliding back in. "We'll be more comfortable if we strip," Will suggested. I was trembling so bad I could hardly get my pants off, but not to worry. Will helped me. My cock was rock solid and popped against my belly as he pulled down my boxers. I knew Will was big, but when he pulled down his pants, I was stunned by how big he was. His cock was not only long but so thick. He was also uncut, had pulsing fat veins running down his entire cock shaft and he had massive low hanging balls. (I later found out his cock measured ten inches when hard, and about seven inches thick.) He smiled broadly, and suggested I have a feel. It was absolutely amazing, especially because there was a constant drool of pre cum hanging from the head. Will told me to sit on the edge of the bed so my face was level with his cock. He then put his hand behind my head and gently pulled me towards his cock, telling me to kiss it. I didn't need any more urging. Then he said for me to lick the head and taste the pre cum. Although I was still trembling, maybe even more than earlier, I did so and tasted him for the first time. Will bent over and kissed me, our lips covered in his pre cum. It was salty and so exciting to taste. "You like the taste?" he asked. "Yeah, it's great," I replied. "Good, you'll soon enjoy my pre cum lubing-up your ass," Will remarked. "No way, Will. Not only is that risky, but you are way too big.” Will just smiled, saying "That's not a problem." After a short time, Will sucked my cock gently as he knew how close I was to cumming and he didn't want me to do so. He turned me around and looked at my ass. He said it was one of the best he'd seen in ages. Will kissed my ass hole and shoved his tongue in. I never knew that could have felt so good and I groaned so loud and unexpectedly. Will had us all over the bed in various positions from kissing to sucking each other's cocks, but even I could see that he had more interest in my ass. It all worked to relax me and I noticed I was no longer trembling. Before long Will had me on my back, my legs over his shoulders, whilst he leaned over to kiss me. His body was so big compared to mine and it made me feel so safe under him. With his hand, Will rubbed some of his pre cum on my ass hole, fingering some into my ass. The sensation was amazing. Still I repeated myself "I really don't think I can handle your big dick, and in any event, certainly not without a condom." "That's okay. We don't have to fuck, but I just wanna slide my cock up and down your ass crack," Will commented, adding "I'm good at getting ass to relax, if only 'cause I've fucked hundreds, if not thousands of guys. So you know, practice makes perfect." He had me sniff what he later called poppers and it got me buzzing. As he kissed me, I could feel his cock slide between my cheeks. After each slide, he stopped for a few seconds when he pushed his dick head against my ass hole. He would gently push until I groaned in pleasure, then he'd pull back and recommence sliding against my ass. He kept kissing me telling me how good his cock felt against my ass. His cock was dripping huge amounts of pre cum. Each time he pushed his cock head against my ass hole, he left it there a bit longer. Although I was groaning, I told him I didn't want to be fucked. "Don't worry," Will said, "...you don't have to take me." After maybe five minutes, Will slowly pushed more firmly and I felt my ass opening. His huge cock head was half in. "I'll just leave it there for a few minutes before I pull out," Will commented, adding "You don't have to take any more. But I can feel my pre cum lubing-up your ass." He had me sniff more poppers and as he kissed me deep, I could feel him push further into my ass. I groaned again which seemed to encourage him more because he kept telling me how good I was doing and how hot my ass felt. All of a sudden, his head popped passed the first ring and it hurt like fuck. I asked him to stop and he said he'd hold it there for a bit until I got used to it. Will had me sniff more poppers and the pain did stop. He kept telling me again and again how good I was doing and I how my ass was making his cock pulse more pre cum into my ass. I was getting to like the idea of thinking his dick was part inside me and that he liked me so much to fuck me, Slowly he slid further in. No joking, it felt like an arm inside me. All the time I knew I should ask him to stop but I was liking it too much. Every few seconds Will slid further and further into me and every inch made me feel more and more pleased that he liked me so much to do this. Eventually, I felt I could not take any more and when I reached back I could still feel several inches of his cock on the outside. Will was whispering how good his cock felt inside me and how he was going to make love to me and cum in me. He slowly started pulling back until his dick head nearly popped out. He then pushed back in. This went on for sometime, but each time he picked up the pace. He was kissing and telling me he could feel his pre cum leaking into me, making it easier to slide. Will asked if I wanted him to stop. By that time I was enjoying it so much I said no way and and that I wanted him to fuck me. He said he was going to cum in me and all I could say was “yessssssssss shoot in me”. That got him going and he started fucking me even harder. He started breathing real fast and all of a sudden yelled as he was shooting. I felt his cock pulse six times as his ropes of cum shot deep in my ass. He lay on top of me, cock still inside. I realised then from the cum on my stomach, that I had shot when he did and I was amazed that the fucking was so wild, I didn't even realise. When his cock softened, it slowly slipped out and I felt empty without him. Will told me to lie on my stomach so his cum stayed put inside me. He said it was rude not to keep a guy's cum in my ass after he had fucked it there. He got up and had me lick and kiss his cock which by then had gone to its normal seven flaccid inches. I could taste my own ass on his cock and drops of cum still leaking from his cock. It was so hot. Will fucked me all night and shot in me another two times. Next morning my ass was sore and the bed was covered in dry cum that had dripped out my ass. Before we got up Will fucked me again, giving me his fourth load. We swapped numbers and I visited his place the next two nights when he again fucked his loads into me. On the third night I turned up, there were two guys who, Will explained, were waiting to meet me. It turned out they weren't actually Will's friends, but were fellow barebackers who he had met on line. Of course they liked to top ass. So all three of them raw fucked me, but that's a story for next time.

The boots always stay on ;-)

I've had tops take pics as they came in me for them to show another of their conquests (I've not yet accidentally come across any online but I'm sure there are some). I'm not overly keen on them snapping pics during sex as I want them focused on fucking me and breeding me deep...recording their deeds afterward I'm more than fine with.

Just got bred by a toxic 28 year old

Bottomforsize's story got me hard and set me thinking about an encounter I had in Paris six years ago. I'd sampled different types of bathhouses on that trip, including one for young, hot guys (I had to show my passport for the 35-and-under discount, and I knew I'd never qualify again!); a small, neighborhood-oriented place tucked away discreetly in my favorite part of the city; and finally, a bathhouse for bears and daddies ("nounours" in French = teddy bear, and "homme mûr" = ripe, as in older, man). The steam room in the bear bathhouse was a tiled passage in the shape of an old brick cellar. The tiles were white and there was a bright overhead light, so this was not a dark, private spot. The space was long and narrow, with men crowding the bench that ran along one side. There was no place for me to sit down. As I edged past, I spotted a stereotypical retired French laborer: 60s, wizened but jovial face, stubble, big belly, balding head. I knelt down and started sucking his dick in plain view. I'm a top who also likes to suck, and I've had my share of practice, so I put my best effort into it. He got hard instantly. I don't remember whether he put his hands on my head, but if he did, he was being gentle, not forcing me onto his thick white uncut cock -- which I was sucking willingly, in any case. He came and I swallowed, as I love to do. We didn't exchange a single word, but as I was standing up, he gave me the sweetest smile. I imagined him, going home to a wife who probably didn't find him attractive anymore. I wondered whether she realized that her old husband could still cum in 5 minutes, just like a teenager. I also thought about the other guys in the steam room, some of whom were more conventionally attractive -- younger, thinner, more muscular, etc. I was glad I'd chosen him, and I hope I made him feel as good as he made me feel when his cum was flooding my mouth. Sometimes a person who isn't your type becomes your type.

I've already said I use Bing. And still do. Google may be all pro gay and that, but they are far too intrusive in gathering data compared to Bing. Privacy is pretty much going out the window with the internet as it is, but I'll hold on to every last vestage I have of it. I'll stick with Bing.

Aaaaaand we're back: I called Luis today and he said they were finishing up in a condo complex. An hour later I was down on all fours with four Mexicans lined up to get sucked while good old Luis slipped his meat in my hole. I swear I love that man's cock more than anyone. He just has this way of being balls deep and moving just his hips; and since its fairly thick, it just rubs my prostate like nothing else. He also likes to get up on my back and talk shit in my ear and holds on around my chest while he fucks me. I got three mouthfuls before Luis filled up my butt and he said something in Spanish to the last guy in line and he came around and boned me with a nice uncut cock. Nothing like Luis' dick, but its pretty nice and long. One of the other guys Id already sucked came back for more and while the guy in my hole did his thing I sucked the other guys again. Guy in the hole got off and guy in the mouth gave me his second load of the day. Something about Hispanic men I just love - the thick pubes and nearly all of them are uncut. Bless their parents. My only regret was that I didn't get a mouthful of Luis' cum too.

I had an incredible 36 hours of cum-filled excess in Phoenix over the weekend. I’m in town to buy a new house and relocate after ending a five year relationship, but don’t feel sorry for me, because if this trip is any indication, it was a change that was long overdue. 1: Still being on east coast time, I woke up on Saturday morning at 4:30 and decided to drive around Phoenix just to see how things had changed since I used to live here. As soon as I get in to my car, I get a Facebook message from an old friend who says he notices that I'm in town. Evidently FB messenger lists your location even if you haven't posted anything. We start talking and I ask him if he’s up so late/early is because he’s been partying. He says yes and that he’s now a dealer too. Of course, I rushed right over. I haven't partied in about five years, so we'll, you know, I was quite a lightweight. He and I chat about old times as I start to get my buzz on. I start rubbing my cock through my jeans by reflex and I look up and see that he has porn on. He’s about 50 years old, 300 pounds, and a white bottom but he's got a decent, thick 7 inch cock. We sort of fooled around once a decade ago, but upon realizing we were both bottoms it never went anywhere. Well, maybe he was really horny or since he’d been obviously slamming by the look of his arm, we end up in his bed and he rammed his bare cock in to my unprepared hole in a quick thrust. 30 minutes later he filled me up with a big gooey load of spunk. 2: I’d noticed a cute, 25 year old, short construction worker type sitting on my friends couch when I’d come in. He was sleeping but clutching a fancy water pipe and straight porn had been playing on the tv. My friend said the guy was “straight” but made air-quotes while saying it. I walk out of my buddies bedroom to get some water and straight guy is wanking a nice 8 incher and looking real dazed. I say hi and he says it sounds like I was having some fun without looking up from the TV. I glance back at my buddies room and he gives me a go for it look. I walk over to construction worker guy, grab his cock, jerk it for a minute then start to give him head. He’s not super hard at first and doesn't look away from the TV. Eventually, he’s hard as a rock, bends me over the back of the couch and slides it right in. He never looses eye contact with the screen where some blond chick is getting anal from a roomful of dudes. He’s got a jackhammer kind of rhythm and shoots his load after about 15 minutes. He never says a word and just goes back to the couch to smoke and watch porn. 3: My buddy gives me some party supplies, a bottle of lube, and an almost empty bottle of poppers as I'm leaving. At this point, it’s around 9:00 AM and I head back to my hotel. I put the first of many ads on Craig's List advertising an anon hookup with a bareback hotel bottom. The add includes the truth about my age and weight (45 y/o & 235 pounds) and also has a pic of a huge black cock plunging in to my ass that some dude had sent me a copy of years ago. I start to get the usual volley of emails, most of which don’t amount to much until guy #3 actually shows up. It’s the kind of hotel with electronic security, so I have to go downstairs to meet him. He’s early 30’s, scruffy beard in a hip kind of way, white, straight looking guy. He gets out of a contactor’s truck. We go upstairs and he drops his drawers showing a hard 7 ½ incher. I start sucking him and notice his wedding ring. After about 10 min, I assume the position on the bed. He hesitates and says he just wants a bj. I told him the ad was pretty specific about what I wanted. He says he’s never fucked a guy before and do I have a rubber. I told him again that my ad was pretty specific about what I was expecting. I put my head in the pillow and just wait and figure if he leaves that’s fine. After a pause, I feel his cock head ram quickly in to my ass in a way that shows he really never has done it before. He makes an inrush sound and mumbles something about “having no idea.” No more than a dozen tentative thrusts and he groans like a moose in heat and I feel his cock swell as he pumps in load number 3. By the time I look up, he’s out the door. 4: Around noon, guy number 4 comes over. I meet him downstairs and we ride up in the elevator. As soon as the elevator door closes, he kisses me. He’s a good kisser but I kind of freak out since there are cameras everywhere in this hotel. So, this one is obviously a gay guy (not by looks, but by the fact he wants to kiss, talk, etc). He’s about 40, solid build, and a thick seven incher. His pants fall to the floor as we get in to the room and I suck his cock. He is evidently close very quickly since he picks me up, throws me on bed and doggy’s me for all of 6 strokes before cumming. Afterwards he tries working in my cock, but I've got Tina dick and don't really like the focus to be anything but my ass anyway. He seems perturbed that I’m tweeking and gives me a little bit of a speech about drugs and unsafe sex before he goes. 5: An hour later number 5 comes over. He’s remarkably similar to number 3, but younger and also with a wedding ring. His cock is about 7, beautiful, but not much girth. I grab some lube and rub it on my ass while I'm on my knees blowing him. He notices and asks me what that was for. He’s a really nice guy so that when he doesn't show any sign of wanting to fuck, I finish him off by blowing him. I do think I freaked him out a little when I spit his considerable load in to my hand, rubbed it on my ass, and pushed as much in as I could. 6: Around three in the afternoon, a 50 something straight guy with an electric company truck and work clothes stopped by. He said he hasn't done this in years but that his wife doesn't give head. He pulls out a 4 incher which goes, hard, soft, hard, and ultimately soft. After about 30 minutes of trying, we both kind of give up and says he’d like to come back some time (he actually did email me days later but I begged off). 7: At 4 PM, a 34yo black guy who says he needs to be discreet comes by with a thick 8 incher and a very tight metal cock ring. He’s “ready to release a load with another guy” and he does, right in to my willing ass. He asks me to drive him home, but I tell him that I don't drive when I’m spun. He walks home in the Phoenix heat as I enjoy his hot load up my ass. 8: So, my ad is very honest about my age, weight, height, etc. The ad also says that I don’t care about the dudes stats, race, looks, age…it’s all about the dick. Guy number eight is getting off a 12 hour shift somewhere and simply replies to add “where?” and doesn't ask anything about me. I'm waiting outside when he pulls up and he walks around the building twice after seeing me. Finally he texts and I tell him that he’s at the right place and that I'm the guy. We go up in the elevator and I catch him really looking at my ample body in a not so happy way. We get up to the room and he immediately turns off every light there is. I know I'm not Justin Bieber or all that hot any more so I'm not offended. Guy #8 is a hot looking early twenties Hispanic guy with lots of tattoos. I drop to my knees and pull out a huge, soft, uncut cock. I can just hear his thoughts as he’s trying to imagine I’m as hot as he is. He’s disappointed in my comparable hotness level but he’s horny and he’s here. I suck his impressive meat in the dark until it’s pointing straight up like a compass pointing north. I jump up on the bed and assume the position just as he says “I only play safe.” I tell him I don't do condoms and I think that I'm ok with him leaving anyway since its so obvious I'm so not his type. I crawl up the bed to grab my iPad which had just dinged with a new email when he sighs and says “got porn?” I say yep and put on a bb clip of a Hispanic dude fucking a twink. I lean over the bed again and just wait. I'm glad he stayed. He is an incredible fuck. He pumped fast, then as he got close just stopped. I could feel his cock pulsing with his heartbeat as he alternated between perfect strokes and desperate rests to keep from cumming. The fact that he didn't actually like me was a weird turn-on. He started calling me a “dirty cumdump faggot”, slapping my ass, and at one point after touching my Tina dick, he asked if I wanted his cum in “my nasty old tweaked hole?” He shot one of those loads that was so strong, I felt the pulsing flood all the way from my ass to my eyeballs. He dressed in 30 seconds and was out the door. The next guy that I had lined up said he only wanted 100% anon and didn't like that I was at a hotel where I had to come let him in. He said he pictured his cumdump’s face a certain way and didn't want it ruined by actually seeing it. I agree that one of the best parts of a cumdump evening is waiting there ass in the air for the unknown cocks to use me. I decided to move my operation down to a cheap motel 6 about 10 miles away. 9: I get to the Motel 6 around 8pm and checked in. I update my Craigslist ad with the new location and I log in to BBRT to place a party ad. On the BBRT site, there is already an ad for a cumdump at the very same motel! I sit there thinking that it would not be good sportsmanship to post an ad that competed so directly with a fellow cumdump. Besides he was probably hotter than me and I kind of assumed he’d be territorial. On a lark, I emailed him to tell him I was in same motel with same idea but wouldn't place my ad. Surprise, he emailed me back and said that he was actually not feeling well haven taken a viagra on a empty stomach. He said I should go for it and then proceeded to send me the handles of 5 or 6 tops who usually come fill him up. I placed my add and the fellow cumdump and I continued to exchange messages. After about an hour he says he’s feeling better so why don't I come and smoke with him. I walk over to his room and he’s got quite the setup. He’s a hot Hispanic dude about 45 and he's got a very hard 7 inch cock. He’s wearing a harness and a jock strap. We smoke a little and start to talk about the cumdump lifestyle or whatever you call it. It’s fucking hot, this dude is 100% in to everything I am. Really! We talk about how straight and black guys just want to fuck an anonymous hole. He tells me about the best times and motels in Phoenix for anonymous sessions. We talk about the best wording for cumdump ads, how to not draw undue attention in the motel, about how both get off on being video recorded. He reassures me that my being a little heavy is no concern to the anon tops who “just want hole and don't want to even see your face.” We’re both so turned on by the conversation that he orders me to assume the position on his bed and rams his cock right in me with one forceful jam. When I protest he tells me loves it when it hurts and that as a cumdump I should too. For a fellow bottom, he does know how to fuck. It doesn't last long, but before he cums he asks me “you sure you don't mind a charged load?” I answer with my hips instead of my mouth and he pours a witches brew of god knows what in to my willing ass. 10: I head back over to my room to meet the next guy. He was a 25 yo black dude from Ohio who was staying at a hotel across town with some other guys..sad it was some kind of work thing. He was 160 pounds and promised a 9 inch dick which he delivered. I sucked him hard. It was a long, but just average girthed cock. As he fit it in, he said “there won't be any poop on it will here?” I said no, but was thinking, no shit but plenty of other dudes jizz up there. Despite all my previous fucks that day, I had a hard time taking him. He was ramming hard and seemed to be hitting some vital organ inside me. I grinned and bared it as he pumped his first load in me with barely a sound. He washed himself off with my towel and I stayed in doggy position as I usually do until the dude leaves. He surprised me by coming back to the bed and going for round 2. He fucked me a good 20 minutes and again silently added to my collection of cum. After he left, I noticed that the towel he used had just a pale hint of blood on it. I guess he was hitting something important in there. 11: At 1:30am, I received this message “love to fuck a wet slippery hole, I ready right now, 42 6 feet 3 245 ddf and hiv-“. He was a white dude who also included a nice cock shot. He doggy fucked me but the angle was bad, or his dick was small, or I was opened up too much after my last fuck and he kept falling out. He gave it a good try and I kept trying to adjust myself to the optimal contortion and he finally popped one off. I caught a quick view of his face as he was leaving and he was one handsome dude. 12: Around 2:30 AM I got this message “Can I come over?? Would love to walk in and see you get fucked and I wait my turn. 26 Latino 230 cub here's cock pic.” It was a nice thick looking uncut dick. I was in the position when he came in to the room and he went straight in to fucking. Despite all the earlier ax, I could feel e girth of that thing and it was rock hard. After about 15 min he made an unmanly sounding whimper and stopped fucking mid-stroke. It was probably just a few seconds, then his thick cock seemed to swell to twice its size and I felt pulse after pulse of very hot cum. After he pulled out I quickly swiveled around to clean up his cock. I love how the mixed jizz of all those dudes was trapped inside his foreskin. I sucked it as long as he could take post orgasm without ever looking at his face. 13: I headed back over to the friendly cumdump’s room. He was feeling better and was going to opening up for service soon. We smoke a little of his superior product and talked more about being a cumdump. I loved that his so damned proud of it. Even his friends know about what he does and will and him random dudes that they come across. It was so cool hanging out with someone who gets off on the exact same things I do. We talked about taking any dick from any dude and I told him how I prefer ugly dudes over hot ones since they make me feel more humlilated/turned on. We then jerked off while watching videos of each other servicing dudes that we both had on our iPads.. So,at a out 4:00, a dude that had no-showed earlier said he was outside my door and was pissed that I didn't answer. I ran back over to my room and assumed the position. The email he’d sent earlier said “BBC 37 6'1 230 8.5-9cut.” He comes n the room, drops his shorts, and drags me off the bed to suck him off while he sat in a chair. His dick was 9” like the earlier bbc, but was super thick. I sobered up and down on us cock and he watched my every move, grabbing my hand when I touched myself and yelling at me to pay attention to my work. Eventually, he tells me to go back to the bed and slowly inserts his bbc n to my wanting ass. He only fucks for a few minutes then stops and tells me I'm enjoying it too much. He goes back to the chair and I finish him off with a bj, the whole time, arching my ass up hoping he'd go back to what I really wanted. No dice. He held my head down and shot a bitter tasting mouthful of jizz. I wanted it in my ass, so I waited for hm to leave before I spat it in my hand and got as much up my ass as I could. 14: I was getting pretty tired and was really spun at this point, when an old fuckbuddy with a real beer can sized dick (the thickest dick I’ve ever had in my life….hell I still fantasize about that monster and I haven't seen him in 10 years). I tried putting him off because I kind of wanted to see him under fresher circumstances. I could have a thing for this guy if he was the relationship type. Anyhow, he kept at it and I told him which room number. He came over but he’d been partying even harder than I had and his gorgeous beer can dick, although teasingly thick and long just hung there. He did get it up a few times, but couldn't get it in to my surprisingly still tight ass. I fucking wanted it, but it wasn't to be. I told him I had one last guy coming over at 7:00am and needs to close my eyes for a few minutes before he got there. Well, my beer can buddy is also a renowned rimmer. While I dozed in and out for the next 90 minutes, he ate out load after lad f those other guys come from my ass. 15: I was still getting rimmed when the hottest guy of the night walked in. His profile name was “jock” something or another. He was ripped, young, hung, and obviously slumming with this cumdump. He’d contacted me early the night before and specifically asked for a 7:00am appointment. I'm not sure why, but I imagine him being out with some equally hot safe sex dude and knowing that he’ll want to fuck a bare ass once on his way home from his hot but sheathed encounter. I imagine that he knows that a cumdump is the best fuck even if he would never date one. My beer can rimming buddy jumped off my ass and on to jock boys cock immediately. Once jock boy was hard, he fucked me for about 10 minutes while huffing on my pipe. A part of me thought this guy was the hottest piece of meat ever but I wasn't going to acknowledge it like the whole world probably does. I took his perfect sized, perfectly shaped, perfectly coifed cock up my ass the same way I’d taken homeless grandpas dicks before. I'm just a hole for anyone to use. 16: I checked out of the hotel and since I was still horny, I went to the closest adult bookstore. It is now Sunday morning about 9:00 AM. Was hoping to catch the church crowd, if there is such a thing. The theatre was empty so I went to a preview room and watched a straight interracial gang bang movie. I tried the doors of the other rooms, and one f them was open. It was an 50 year old accountant looking married guy watching Asian chicks. He didn't protest so I entered his room and felt his hard but small cock through his shorts. He just sat there, didn't even unzip to give me access. He didn't acknowledge me at all or help me to help him. I had to unzip his shorts, lift him enough to get them to the ground and then repeat the whole thing with his tighty whities. I spent an hour on his hard little dick and boy did he have control. It wasn't until his movie was ending that he finally looked at me with a far away look and silently choked me with a gallon of semen. It came as such a surprise that I coughed, swallowed, and didn't get to keep any for my waiting ass. 17: I go back to my room and eventually hear the accountant leave and another person enter the screening area. It is actually two guys and they are speaking Spanish. I can hear the movie and I'm confused about two Mexicans watching porn together but eventually get enough courage to try their door. It is locked. I rattle it a little and go back to my room. 10 min later I head out to try the rooms again and it is open. They are two Hispanic dudes in their 20’s. One is heavy, one is thin. They’re both short and have their uncut dicks out. They both seem to have the classic 6 inches. One of them motions me in and over to him. The two of them say something in Spanish then one points to his buddies dick and asks me in English if he ”can go to my room and watch my movie while I do that?” I guess they are straightish or embarrassed but they are definitely here for what I am offering. I start sucking the tall guy alone in the room and I do it slowly since he looks like he’s very excited. After a few minutes, he kind of tugs at my shorts and says something in Spanish. I’m not sure what he said but I pull my shorts down and he immediately is groping my cummy, well fucked ass. He seems surprised when his hand comes back all wet but relieved and the happy after he smells his finger and realizes it's cum. He doesn't seem to know what to do next, so I jumped up and sat down on his uncut dick. It had a pronounced bend to the side and was hitting me in an area that felt great. I'm not a big fan of riding dick but it seemed like a situation where I had to take charge. After about 15 min, he shot his wad and held me down sitting in his lap as his breathing slowed. I got off and again got to clean up multiple loads of cum from his shrinking uncut cock. I headed back to my room where e other guy was waiting. His dick was thicker and I think he was a little gayer cause he kept trying to touch my Tina dick. I sucked his dick and offered up my ass but he didn't go for it. I pointed at my ass and at his buddies room and he grinned and briefly ran his finger over my hole. It took about 30 min for me to get him off. My mouth was running a bit dry from the Tina, but he finally pulled out, aimed for my ass and shot his load. It went a bit high in my back but I appreciated the effort and scraped it in to my hole after he went back to his room. I heard them laughing in the next room but couldn't understand a word. I'm guessing they were calling me a cumdump or a crazy anglo. 18: After 2 hours, the movie ends and I head back to my hotel. No get to the hotel and realize that I'm still horny. I decide to go to “the chute” bathhouse in Phoenix. It isn't very crowded there on a Sunday afternoon, but I get a room and lay ass up, drifting in and out of sleep. I wake up and find my way though the maze of rooms to the bathroom. I look up and there is my cumdump friend from the night before. We laugh and he tells me which room he’s in. I stop by and we make out and then he pushes me down on the bed and fucks another one of his charged loads in to me. I’m jealous of a bottom who can fuck but happy to see and feel my friend again. 19: I go back to my cubicle and eventually a dude comes in and I suck his cock. He gets hard and I jump up on the bed assuming the position. He quickly grabs his towel and leaves. I'm embarrassed but remember my new friend telling me to own being a cumdump so I just man up, think it’s his loss and lay back down. 20: The bathhouse is clearing out and there are a handful of guys left. An old ugly guy wanders in to my room and I suck him hard. He has a nice cock hanging between his ancient legs but I soon realize he’s a bottom too. Maybe it's been a long day and a half and something went wrong with my bottom cumdump programming, but I got rock hard. I bent grandpa over my bed and pushed my 6 incher in to his ass. I've probably only fucked about 6 times in my life, but I tore in to his ass while he wheezed away underneath me. His ass felt so wet, I chcked down there expecting the worst and instead found that grandpas ass was full of cum. When I go for over a day having sex, I can shoot enough to fill ten shot glasses and put smeone’s eyes out. Feeling all that cum in that old trolls ass sent me over the edge and I let it lose, giving him every ounce that I had. Grandpa was very grateful and I was finally spent. This trip, especially those 36 hours, were like something out of a TIM Dawson movie. I have never been so happily full of cum and sexually fulfilled in my entire life. I wonder if I can ever top it…um…or should I say bottom it!

Thanks for the answer. Yes im in Germany and i will Look about PEP in the Hospital Yeah i want to take anon loads and become a bitch but want to Stay neg

Be very careful about taking bare loads from anyone because once you start doing it, It's very addictive & feels always amazing you won't go back to condom sex but like fskn says if you don't want to take poz seed or not looking to get poz then get some prep, As with taking any bare cock from anyone regardless if they're telling you that they're neg or poz just presume they are all poz because the risk is there & real. Also realise that once you get poz there is no going back.

This early on in the relationship and this is happening.... Run as fast as you can and don't look back. It's only going to go downhill from here. He's telling someone else that they are the only one he's talking to.... He's a player. If he is stressing you out now, think how it will be in the future. Seems to be a total lack of respect for you. You deserve better. Especially given your past experiences. Find someone who values you. He's not relationship material in my opinion.

The guy sounds like an asshole and you should dump him and move on quickly.

The day I stopped having these ideas about what type of guys I wanted to fuck me was the day I started having the best sex. If someone told me when I was in my twenties that I'd be getting fucked by the type of guys who fuck me now I wouldn't have believed them. There really is no way you can know how or if you are going to enjoy getting fucked by a guy until you actually do it. There is nothing better than getting surprised with a trick that surprises the fuck out of you and the next thing you you're getting slammed with cock and YOU ARE LOVING IT! Almost all of the best fucks I can remember were when I was just whoring out my hole to anyone and everyone and this dude comes along who you normally wouldn't give a second glance, but then, BAM...you are getting rough fucked into the next century. These dudes - these super secret flying under the radar fuckers - KNOW they are good at what they do. And they know and understand that a lot of guys pass them up at their own loss. And you don't see them coming: short, overweight, older, super hairy, nerdy, unassuming blending into the background guys...it's always the same. All of a sudden you realize that you've found someone that has clearly made up for any qualities others might deem unwantable. If I had to choose between the skinny nerd and the muscle jock...I'm going with the nerd every time.

The host met with us bottoms briefly and asked if I could stay for a moment. I was about to expect the worst when he started telling me that he was about to change up some of his party scheduling. He hadn't considered the demand for positive tops before. He had been used to negative bottoms wanting to stay negative, so he hadn't actively recruited positive tops. He had just recently, because of me, realized that there were quite a number of negative bottoms that had fantasies of being fucked by positive or possibly positive males. He also noted that out of that number he had recently seen, while loving the fantasy, he had been seeing quite a number of them chickening out when faced with the very real situation. That was puzzling to him to a point. He asked me if I had any suggestions. My only suggestion was to try to arrange more of the possible bug chasers than he had been since I had personally seen several of them leave once they learned about positive tops in the mix. I suggested that he ask if they had already taken positive tops, if so, then they might be more likely to participate. He looked thoughtful and thanked me. He told me that he was working on a party he expected me to be interested in a month or so. A month later found me bound to the fucking bench with four other ready bottoms. The host was a bit vague about the party plans other than telling us that he didn't know for sure that there were any positive tops, but he suspected there might be one or two. This time none of the bottoms left. "Bottoms," he announced loudly, "This is a somewhat special night. I've managed to bring together a rather large number of ready, horny tops. You are free to guess, but since you are all blindfolded, you won't know how many." He continued, "Tonight's plan is to let the tops decide who gets fucked and, as one drops out, then the next one from the pool takes up the empty hole. As usual, we're going to continue until the last top finishes. The bottoms may or may not be released as the party winds down, but there will be a lot of fucking and cum delivered. I hope you all enjoy yourselves. This time the tops were allowed to fuck until they wanted. If they came, someone got bred, if not, he had to wait for another open hole. The first top that entered me was either about average or I had been learning to accept larger cocks. I have to estimate it took him about fifteen minutes to leave his load inside me. Once he pulled out, I was ecstatic that another cock slide right into me and began stroking toward leaving his cum inside me. It, at that point, occurred to me that these tops were getting turned on by the fact that they were getting to fuck, not only a ready hole, but one that had just been fucked and left full of cum and they were getting to watch said hole getting filled. The second top didn't take nearly as long to show the signs of breeding my ass. He clinched my hips and simply kept stroking in and out, all the while, grunting. I snapped for the poppers and enjoyed the head rush as the next cock slid into me. I soon found that rapturous release somewhere about the fifth or so load I knew for a fact had been shot into my guts. I took another deep breath as I felt the next cock slip in and start fucking me. Sloppy and loose as I was by then, I understood that it would take a sizable cock, girth or length to cause me any serious discomfort. I was ready for nirvana. This one took a while and I enjoyed every bit of his stroking and verbal abuse that led up to his loading me up. I loved feeling him thrusting viciously as he met his orgasm, knowing that it was not only my ass that provided it, but that he was rewarding me whether he wanted to or not with his cum. Being that I figured he was buying into the idea he was fucking a cum-dump, I expected he was as happy as I was at that moment. I loved the idea of being fucked raw, not knowing a thing about whoever was seeding me. Just as the idea of cum-dump goes, I wanted to live up to it. Show me, give me a cock, you need to cum, you want to cum, give it to me, fuck me, leave me well-fucked and sloppy, dripping cum. That's what aroused me now. I was lucky tonight, every time a cock pulled out, another took his place, fucked to add his cum to the pool growing inside me. I was wondering how much more blissful I could feel. I finally fell into that mellow mindlessness that I had learned to fall into while being gang-fucked. One cock fucking me, seeding me all began to blur together until they shot their loads. That I always remembered. For some reason, I always remembered in sharp detail whenever a top filled me with cum. It had been a good evening. My asshole was sore and, I knew, full of cum. I was elated. My scrotum and thighs were sticky as hell when I was unstrapped. I was led to the bottom's room and offered a shower. I begrudging took it. While I wanted to keep as much of the cum inside me as I could, I knew I had to clean my thighs off before I went home. I was the last to enter the bottom room and was met by our host. He asked me to stay for a moment. Shortly, once everyone else had left, he informed me that he was starting to arrange a party based on HIV positive tops and was hoping I was interested. I asked and he answered that he had gotten a definite answer from several tops and several bottoms that had expressed interest in being anonymously fucked and bred by known positive tops. He admitted a bit of surprise at that but was willing to set it up since there was a demand. "I'm invited, I hope." "Of course," he said, "I'll text you when it's set up." I had to ask, "How many tops were here tonight? Will you tell me?" He was a bit vague, but admitted that it was north of twenty five.

Uncle Jim Nick wouldn't hear any of what his parents were telling him. He had been pondering this moment ever sine he admitted to himself at the age of 10 that he was gay. He went to his room, packed his things, went to his parents and told then he was gay and walked out the door. He drove his car over to Alex's house, knocked on the door. Uncle Jim answered the door seeing Nick standing there with what looked like his life's belongings. Alex was smoking a joint to help himself settle down from the partying they had dune for two days. Nick wanted stone of what Alex was smoking as they passed the joint around Tim they were stoned enough for bed. Alex invited Nick to share his bed with him as the two drifted off to sleep. While the two teens slept Uncle Jim got on his laptop. He sent an email to his party pals letting them know that he now has two HIV poz sons. They all knew he wanted to give his nephew his DNA, but they didn't know about his nephew's friend. His friend were hard core partiers that couldn't wait to meet the newbies. They ranged in age from 22 to 50 and they were ask I decent shape. What really got Uncle Jim's cock twitching was that the 22 year old had an 18 year-old brother who wanted to join in on the fun. What the 18 year-old didn't knew was the actual type of party he wanted to attend and that he (along with Alex and Nick) were to be the 'guest(s) of honor'. Uncle Jim knew he wouldn't have to convince Alex and Nick to participate, the trick was getting the very straight 18 year-old slammed up, fucked and pozzed just like his older brother. When the boys woke up Uncle Jim informed them of the party that would be held at a friend's house. When Uncle Jim told them about their friend's straight younger brother and the plan to drug him and fuck him full of cum, poz cum. That's when Nick realized that he was probably pozzed the other night. Alex rubbed Nick's back, kissed him on his cheek and placed a hand on his crotch. This brought a slight simulation to Nick's cock which began to get hard. As Alex began to suck Nick's cock. He wanted hard enough to ride as they talked about what both of then had gone through the past couple weeks and how they could pass their bug on to unsuspecting guys. Nick plowed Alex's hole filling it with what was probably still neg jizz that they knew would be poz in due time. The poz talk as they fucked turned both boys on while Uncle Jim watched knowing he had created a couple of prime gifters. I the few days before the party Uncle Jim came up with a plan, he figured he could have Alex and Nick play dumb and innocent like the straight boy. The straight boy's older brother was going to drug him and he figured his two boys could play along and once all three of them were in slings and the newbie was waking up they'd get slammed up (again since Uncle Jim wanted Alex and Nick really fucked up without their knowledge). When Friday night came the three of them arrived at their friend's place for the party. The only people visibly there was three host, the older brother, Ray, and his younger brother, Fred. Alex and Nick played it up with Fred (or Freddie as he liked to be called). Freddie's brother got him to the party by telling him that there were going to be some 'easy pussy' at the party to fuck, what he didn't tell him is that he was one of the 'easy pussies' for fucking. Alex and Nick played along telling Freddie they couldn't wait to score. When Freddie began to get 'woozy' the boys played along. When he was out the two were told to carry them down to the basement where most of the guests were waiting. After they stripped Freddie and placed him in one of the slings they quickly stripped and climbed into the other two slings. As they laid there and had their arms and legs restrained do that they couldn't get out even if they wanted to climb out. This would match what was being done with Freddie that way he'd think that all three of them were set up with Alex and Nick loving the attention and (hopefully) cumming Freddie down, although ate his slam he'd have no will to fight. Uncle Jim knew it would be a good half hour (or longer) before Freddie would be awake to be slam. He pulled out a couple decent size slams to get the boys started. Alex and Nick were eager to get going as tourniquets were fixed on both boys arms, their arms swabbed with alcohol, followed by the point. Both boys coughed out as the drug took control. The friend began to take turns teasing the boys as they each begged to be fucked as they waited for Freddie to come around. As he stated to stir the attention Alex and Nick were getting stopped as they prepared Freddie for the first slam of his 18 year-old life, as well as preparing Alex and Nick for their next set of (stronger) slams. Uncle Jim reminded the boys to be a little vocal of their objections or they'd get slammed and left in the slings without any attention. Alex and Nick thought they were getting weak slams as they fixed the tourniquets, swabbed each arm as Freddie was asking his brother 'WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON RAY, LET ME OUT IF THIS THING!' Alex and Nick gave their own protests as they all were getting points stuck in a vein. The slams were administered, Freddie was specially fixed by his brother who made sure to mix in an ample amount of his poz blood and as the tourniquets were removed all three coughed out hard. Alex and Nick were (pleasantly) surprised when they were totally fucked up (and then fucked). After Freddie caught his breath he began to moan and was heard saying 'OH FUCK'. Uncle Jim leaned close to Alex and asked how he liked his second slam of the night? Alex could barely make out what he was being asked as there was a ringing I his ears and wasn't sure who was asking since he couldn't focus his eyes. He just simply replied to keep them coming. When Nick was asked the same question from Uncle Jim he simply mumbled, 'Fuck yeah.' Over the night the the boys were fucked (and seeded) by each guy at the party. Ray was the first one who fucked his younger brother. It was apparent by the moans escaping from Freddie's mouth that he was enjoying the attention his ass was getting. It was self evident by Uncle Jim that Freddie needed to be taught how to suck some cock as he stroked up to Freddie's head and rubbed the tip of his cock over Freddie's lips. His older brother Ray whispered in his ear to open his mouth and suck the cock he was drooling over. As the sun came up the three teens needed a break and to stretch their legs. All three were helped out of the slings and into a refreshing shower. After a specialized protein/carbohydrate drink to refresh and energize them they were taken bake to the basement where the slings were replaced with mattresses and each was given another slam.

I got horny today, browsed some fics and tried my hand at writing one. Never written anything like this before, hope it’s decent. “Prag” has the same meaning as “prison bitch”, I used it because typing bitch so often got repetitive. “Boy” and “kid” in this story refer to young adults, around 18-24 years old. ------------------------------------------------------------------- This was it. Months of thinking it over, asking myself if I was sure it was what I wanted, and now it was finally happening. I was going to take the plunge. After making sure my ass was completely cleaned out and ready for what promised to be an intense, unforgettable night, I took a quick shower and looked back on the last few months. I had been lucky to meet Jamaal online. A hot, beefy daddy, very muscular, slightly hairy, but with just enough padding to give him a burly bear build. His body drove me wild. He was into stuff that even other pigs would find kinky, and had a forceful personality that made even a reluctant bottom eager to completely, utterly submit. His veiny, uncut cock was just slightly over ten inches long, as big around as a soda can at the base, with a head that was even bigger. I wasn't usually into black guys, but I wanted to be an utter slut for Jamaal. He could (and soon would) do anything he wanted to me. I had blown Jamaal several times, usually getting all but an inch or so of his cock down my throat before gagging. The first time my jaw had gotten sore from trying to open wide enough for him, but I had gotten used to his girth quickly. The length still gave me problems. Jamaal assured me he'd be curing me of my gag reflex in the coming weeks. I had bottomed for plenty of guys, but had never taken a cock anywhere near Jamaal's size. I was a bit nervous, but had wanted to take his cock up my ass for a long time. Jamaal refused to top me unless I took his dick bareback, let him fuck me as rough and deep as he wanted no matter how much it tore up my ass; he wanted to fuck me like a prison bitch. Jamaal meant that last part literally. In our chats online, I found out he had taken part in a botched robbery attempt that left a security guard dead and a police officer (who had happened to be patrolling nearby) badly injured. He had refused to snitch on his accomplices, and had ended up serving almost twenty years (though the original sentence was far less; he had his sentence extended several times due to his behavior while in prison). You see, it was in prison that Jamaal had discovered his love of fucking guys in the ass (a lack of consent had never stopped him from getting what he wanted, and his "take what I want" attitude had only barely been held in check since his release a few years back). Prison was where he learned that, even if they only did it out of fear, a man was naturally better at sucking cock than a woman could ever hope to be. It was where he discovered that a man's ass, involuntarily clenched in pain and terror, was tighter than even a virgin pussy. Where he discovered the sheer, sadistic pleasure of brutally violating and humiliating someone, breaking them down, completely and irreparably, just for his own perverse gratification. Prison was also where he contracted HIV. Jamaal figured he had caught the bug early on, either from blood exchanged during one of his many 'new meat' fights. 'New meat' fights occur for each good-looking inmate goes through unless the newbie immediately accept life as a prag. Jamaal also speculated he may have caught the bug after being patched up after in the infirmary as the safety precautions of normal hospitals were often ignored, sometimes to save money, sometimes because the doctors and nurses just didn't give a shit, often because unqualified personnel who didn't know what the fuck they were doing were put in charge of the inmates' care. Jamaal claimed guys had attempted to rape him but had never succeeded, and that such attempts led him to join a gang. While not interested in operations like smuggling and selling drugs, or any real leadership role, he had quickly risen to prominence within the gang, thanks to his loyalty to the other gang members and his tendency to win fights (and leave his enemies nearly, but not quite, dead). Jamaal guessed he had pozzed about two dozen or so white men (mostly young boyish guys, like me), a couple of Asians, and perhaps a half dozen or so Latinos, during his two-decade prison term. The younger and weaker a guy was, the more likely he'd end up with a cock in his ass at some point. Some prags were new inmates who had willingly (though not eagerly) given up their bodies in exchange for drugs and/or protection. Some had been transferred from other prisons, already so beaten down and broken that they just accepted their fate as cumdumps for the bigger, stronger inmates. Some of them fought, usually a new inmate, someone who didn’t realize that winning the fight today just meant you were exhausted for tomorrow’s fight. Sometimes it took months to beat and fuck the fight out of them. Jamaal liked it when they had some fight in them, some fire. He liked seeing a little bit of that fire extinguished each time a kid would lose a fight, and DAMN, Jamaal loved seeing the look of horror and despair on their face at the moment they realized the fight wasn’t going in their favor, that they were going to lose, going to be held down again, beaten again, humiliated and robbed of their manhood - again. He had only fucked another black inmate one time. Jamaal had viciously beaten and then helped gang rape a mouthy black kid who had, on the kid's first day in gen pop, tried to show he was tough shit by claiming a bitch of his own. Unfortunately for him, he chose the wrong boy to fuck. Jamaal had his own prag, a Latino in his early 30s, but his gang had a few shared fuckboys as well, mostly young white boys who had been stupid enough to try to survive on their own rather than join a gang. At the end of a ten-on-one fight, even the toughest bastard would usually find himself bent over with a cock viciously plowing his asshole. True, the Aryans preyed on the younger white inmates they didn't feel were tough enough to join their ranks, and they might slap their bitches around a little for fun, or to keep them in line, but they didn't brutalize and torture them for fun the way black inmates did when they had a white bitch under their control. Any new white inmate with a brain would join a white gang, either as a member or a willing prag, rather than be taken as a slave by the black gangs, and Jamaal’s gang wasn’t nearly as sadistic as some of the others when it came to their bitches. Still, the thugs in Jamaal's gang viewed their bitches as property, which meant they could do whatever they wanted to them, but it also meant they were fiercely territorial when it came to their prags. When Jamaal found out someone outside his gang had raped one of their bitches, he bribed a guard to leave the exercise yard at a time he knew the offender would be there, and confronted him. Jamaal gave the kid the option of escaping retribution by joining the gang (he liked that the kid had a spine, obviously had no problem with violence or getting his hands dirty, and it was always good to have another person on your side in an environment as dangerous as prison). Instead of joining, the kid tried to make a name for himself. He literally spat in Jamaal's face and threw a punch. The punk realized the gravity of his mistake as Jamaal dodged the blow and caught him upside the head with a free weight. He woke up to find a dirty sock stuffed in his mouth and a barely lubed cock being painfully forced up his ass. Jamaal had taken the kid down without any help from his gang, but was holding him down so they could each empty their balls into his (formerly) virgin hole. The rape served many purposes, other than just the entertainment of the guys in his gang: it told the victim, and the other inmates, not to fuck with Jamaal or his gang, and to stay the fuck away from their prags, unless they wanted to risk becoming a prag as well. It also showed his gang that Jamaal was loyal and tough, and a valuable ally, and that meant people would watch his back if and when shit went down. It also showed everyone that when Jamaal made an offer, one would do well to accept it. Anyhow, as the first gang member filled the punk’s ass with cum, the punk found the sock in his mouth removed and a shank put at his throat. He had managed to hold back the tears so far, but when he was told that he was going to suck the shit off the gang members’ cocks after they fucked him, and that refusing to do so would get his throat slashed, the tears came spilling out. The pain and humiliation of being raped had been hellish, but it was nothing compared to the degradation and disgust he felt as the first slimy, shit covered cock was forced down his throat. The worst part, was that despite the overpowering taste of shit, and the taste of his rapist’s cum, he could taste the blood from his torn asshole. A few seconds after the first gang member had pulled out of his ass and forced the cock into his mouth, the punk felt another cock rammed balls deep into his ass. This one was shorter than the first cock, but easily twice as thick. The punk felt his already torn insides ripped apart. He screamed reflexively, but the ripe cock down his throat muffled it. The scream came out barely a whimper. And the punk’s nightmare had just begun. I shuddered mentally as I recalled what Jamaal had told me had happened to the punk who had crossed him. I had no interest in scat (though I had no issue with ass to mouth if I had a chance to clean out beforehand) but knowing Jamaal could be dominant and forceful to the point of violence made my ass twitch. That was why I was here, wasn’t it? I not only knew how Jamaal could treat a boy, but I wanted him to treat me that way. Having finished my shower, I turned off the water, grabbed my towel and dried off, and walked out of the bathroom and down the hall, opened the second door on the left, and went downstairs into the basement. Jamaal was waiting for me, play room all set up. Sofa in the corner, sling in the opposite corner, padded bench in the middle, kiddie pool at the far end of the room for watersports, a table along the wall with assorted whips and toys, a few cameras set up around the room. A half dozen other black men stood naked, identical tattoos on their arms clearly identifying them as members of the same gang. They varied slightly in size and skin tone, some had erections already, some were still limp, but I could tell all of them were well hung. “Nice little white bitch you found,” one of them said, “ready to break him in?” Jamaal didn’t have to answer. I walked up and bent over the bench in the middle of the room. It was finally happening: Jamaal and six members of his gang, all poz, all about to take turns fucking me, all eager to shoot their dirty seed into their new, skinny little white bitch. There would be no going back. I had signed a slave contract with Jamaal yesterday. I had agreed to many things, but a prominent detail was the signing over of all my assets to him. I had been born into a well off family. Not Hilton rich, but rich enough that I would never have to work and could still never worry about money. I had never been forced to steal to get by like Jamaal had. The one time I had trouble with the law, my parents had thrown money at the problem and made it go away. When I met Jamaal online and heard his story, I knew things weren’t right. I was part of a system that had white people fucking over and taking everything away from blacks. I hadn’t been willing to take the plunge at first. I’d sucked his cock, even sucked a couple of his friends’ cocks, drank some piss, and had one thug fuck me with a condom. Jamaal knew how much I wanted it, but he wouldn’t let me do anything but suck his cock unless I surrendered to him completely. Either I was his bitch or I wasn’t. It had taken me several weeks to finally decide to give in. As it was, I had signed a contract that would let Jamaal reverse the way things usually went for blacks and whites. He’d be in power and get to take everything from me: my money, my dignity, my body, and my health. He had told me up front he was only interested in using (and sometimes abusing) me, making me his bitch, using me up, and destroying me for his pleasure like he had so many other white bitches back in prison. He would use me as a cumdump, poz me, take every penny I had, let his friends fuck and abuse me, and video every degrading sex act I participated in so he could get even more money from me by putting the videos online. And when HIV (and whatever other diseases I was sure to get from his friends and the many other black thugs that would be using me as a cumdump) ravaged my body, when I got so sick and frail that he and his friends didn’t want my ass anymore, when he couldn’t even make money whoring me out to anyone with a buck to spend, then he’d kick me out into the street, leave me used up, broken, alone, and without hope, just like he had to all his prison bitches before me. I had signed the contract. I knew what I was getting into and I wasn’t going to back out. I wanted this. I needed this. I felt guilty for being white and privileged. I needed to be utterly used and discarded by an angry, dominate black man. I wanted to know he enjoyed hurting me, destroying me. I took a deep breath as I waited, bent over the bench. Jamaal had things planned out. He wanted the biggest cock in the group (only one guy had a dick bigger than Jamaal’s, it was nearly 13”, thicker than a beercan, cut, with a slight curve upwards) to break me in, leave my ass gaping and torn up, so the other guys would have a better chance of pozzing me. The thug with the 13" cock came up behind me and put some lube on his massive meat. I knew he wasn’t using nearly enough lube, that he wanted my ass stretching and straining to take his dick. Even if he used the entire bottle of lube, it would have been agonizing, and I knew he had no intention of being gentle. That was fine, I wanted the pain. I would be a prag for Jamaal, and anyone he offered my ass to. I knew I was going to be used and eventually discarded. I also knew Jamaal liked bitches that fought, that had fire. I wouldn’t fight, but I would show him I had fire. I would take every rough, ass-stretching fuck those black cocks gave me. And, when they finished with my ass, I would suck each cock clean. I would open myself up to their dirty cum, I would let them taint my body with disease. I would take their abuse, I would let them break me, I would let Jamaal film it and profit from my suffering. I would endure everything they put me through. I knew eventually I would be all used up, that I would break. But I would endure everything I possibly could. I would make Jamaal work to break me. He would see my fire go out, little by little, and he’d enjoy the challenge, but it would take a lot of time and effort on his part before the fire went out completely. I would endure as long as I could, take all the fucking, all the diseased cum, all the abuse I could possibly endure. Then, when Jamaal, and every black man he knew, was done with me, when I was cast away like a piece of white trash, I would know that I had let him use me up completely, that I had completely and utterly been his bitch. I let out the breath I had been holding as I felt the thug behind me put one hand on my ass while he lined his cock up to my hole with his other hand. I felt his massive, poz cock push against the pucker of my asshole, tearing me open as it pushed deeper and deeper inside. I could tell from his breathing and the twitching of his rock hard cock, that he was already dripping hot, toxic precum into my bleeding ass. There was no turning back now…

For the rest of the evening, we ate for a bit then chatted about ourselves. Will was the first person who had ever been interested in me. He listened to what I liked and thought. He told me how good looking I was, what a great little body I had and how hot my small tight ass felt on his cock when he was fucking me. I'd never had anyone compliment me like that so I enjoyed it enormously. Gradually, Will turned the conversation to sex. He explained that although he was top he did occasionally get fucked, or as he said, “get bred”. I'd never heard that expression before and asked him about it. He said it was when when a guy shot his seed in another guy's ass. “Seed”, another new term he started using to describe cum. In fact from then on he has always used it. He told me that he would always breed me with his seed as it was the only way to be really intimate and close. In my head I was so pleased he had said “always” as it sounded like he was planning we would be together a long time. I hoped so because I had never felt so attracted to anyone before. Will talked at length about how he loved breeding his previous boyfriends asses, but he was especially into seeing other men breed them. He said that now I was his boyfriend he'd want to see lots of men breed me so he could then fuck me in their seed. I couldn't understand why he got off on that, but was over the moon that he had said we were boyfriends. I knew there and then I'd do whatever he wanted as I was falling for him. Amazing to think that we met on Tuesday and it was now only Friday evening. I had never felt the same intensity for my girl friend. Will was boned solid as he was telling me all this and finally he told me “to kiss his 10” seeder cock”. I got on my knees and my mouth made love to his cock. I kissed it passionately as if it was his mouth. My lips went up and down the full length of him and I swallowed every drop of his pre seed. Will told me to move to his balls and kiss them and to know they contained the seed that he was going to breed into my ass shortly. He said to tell him how much I wanted that. I replied saying I wanted it so bad and would never get enough of his cock or seed. He looked intensely into my eyes, a look I couldn't and didn't want to pull away from and he said he wanted to breed me so much. Will was sitting on the sofa and he told me to sit on his cock facing him. I slid down on his cock whilst we passionately kissed. I had never taken him that way and boy did it feel good. It was as if his cock was even longer. You know guys I'm not tall (5.5) and very slim (27” waist) so imagine what it was like to take a thick 10” cock fully inside me in that position. It must have been half way inside my torso. Will put his hands under my ass and lifted me up and down the full length of his cock. I realised he was using my whole body to jack his cock. Will stopped kissing and whispered into my ear that he could feel his pre seed flowing into my ass which his cock was grinding into my ass walls and deep into my guts. I could only moan as by that point, I was lost not just in the physical sensations but the whole mental thing of what Will was doing to me. Will asked me if I would go to a club tomorrow night that he knew, where lots of men would breed me. He said it would turn him on big style. He stared into my eyes as he lifted me up and down on his cock. By that time, I had no thoughts other than the immediate feeling of his cock in my ass, the whole sensation of being used to jack his cock off, the fact he was my boyfriend and how much I wanted him to seed me. In those circumstances my only reply was, of course yes, I'd love to go to the club with you. Will pulled me firmly down on to his cock and immediately shot his seed, the deepest I think I ever took it up to that point. When I knew he was cumming, I shot too, all over Will's chin. I will fast forward the rest of Friday night and most of the day part of Saturday. I am sure you guys want to hear about the club. After a 15 minute cab ride we pulled up outside this dark building on a quiet, non residential street. I had been nervous all day and by now I was trembling. Will tried to reassure me as best he could during the cab ride but he couldn't say much as the driver would have heard. There were no signs to indicate a club or bar but will pressed a button and I heard a buzz as an electronic lock opened. We entered a small entrance room where a guy sat behind a desk. The desk guy looked at me and said I looked too young to get in. Will assured him I was 18 and he passed over my ID. Desk guy studied it closely and looked at me to check the photo. After a minute he looked at Will and said, “fuck the guys are going to enjoy doing him tonight”. Will winked and handed over the entrance money. We walked through to a locker room where we took all our clothes off, except for shoes. I was very apprehensive at this point but trusted Will that it would all be good. Will led me through a corridor and into what was the bar part of the club. It was almost pitch black but after a few minutes my eyes did adjust. I couldn't believe what I saw. There were maybe a 100 men all standing around naked. Some with boners, some not. Some guys were in their late 20s but most were 30s 40s and older. One or two of the guys had hot bodies but most guys were average and some guys had big bellies. I then noticed that some guys were having sex. There was sucking and fucking going on and one guy was leaning over the actual drinks bar, having a drink, whilst another guy was fucking him. I was amazed that this sort of thing went on. Will got us some beers which we drank whilst checking out the guys. I noticed that most of the guys were looking at me, many of them stroking their cocks as they did so. I pointed it out to Will and he said they all wanted to fuck me. I was grossed at that, as so many of them were unattractive. Will just winked and smiled saying that by the end of the night I'd probably have let them all fuck me. He said he'd like to watch each of them breed me. I thought no way. Just then a guy appeared from a passage way, saw us and approached Will greeting him by saying I knew you'd be here, you pig. I looked at the guy who was called Rob and noticed he was boned solid. He had a hot body and his cock was maybe 7”cut. Will introduced me as his boyfriend. Rob never took his eyes off me and I could tell he liked me. He told Will he'd just barebacked an ass through a glory hole seconds ago but hadn't shot, which was difficult because he had a seven day load in his balls. Will told me to suck Rob's cock and taste the ass juices. I was reluctant to do it as so many guys were looking and the fact the Rob's cock had just been in an ass and I didn't know what that guy was like. Will saw my hesitation and said he'd love to see me suck Rob. As ever, I wanted to please Will, so I bent over and quickly smelled Rob's cock. It didn't smell bad, in fact it smelled great, so I licked the head then took him into my mouth. As will Alan's cock on the previous night, once I took Rob's cock in my mouth I sort of lost control and went for it. I had all sorts of thoughts thinking about who the guy was whose ass juices I was tasting, then I realised I liked it. Rob moved around to my ass and started rubbing his cock into my ass crack. Will had already lubed me up before we arrived, saying it would be the only lube I would need as guy's seed would keep me ready. I could feel Rob's raw cock head at my ass hole and he started to push into me. I couldn't believe what was happening, especially in front of so many men. Will fed me some poppers which helped and Rob slid all the way into me. Will said Rob and I looked so awesome together. Rob started raw fucking me and as a result several guys moved closer to watch. Rob told Will how good my ass felt. Will kissed and supported me whilst Rob thrust into my ass. He fucked me for maybe five minutes then screamed he was unloading his seed into me. He shook for what seemed ages, held in me, then slowly pulled out. Will whispered how proud he was of me. He then said to Rob that it was unusual for him to shoot so early in the night. Rob replied that he hadn't planned to breed me so early but couldn't help himself. He wanted to do me before anyone else got the chance. Will turned me around and quickly slid deep in me. Rob said “yeah Will fuck my seed deeper into his guts”. Will fucked for a minute or so then again turned me around so I could suck Rob's seed off his cock. It tasted so good covered in seed. Whilst I was bent over, I felt another cock push into my ass. I tried to pull back to see who it was but Will kept me on his cock. The guy didn't last long before shooting another load of seed into me. He pulled out and by the time Will released my mouth from his cock, he was gone when I turned around. I was overwhelmed by the fact some guy had shot in me and I never knew what he looked like. Will then again slid into my ass and groaned when he felt how wet I was. A minute or so later he pulled out, again had me lick the seed off his cock, then kissed me. I asked Will what the guy looked liked and he replied saying its more fun not knowing. After some more beers,Will said he'd show me the rest of the club. I followed him down the passage that I'd seen Rob emerge from. It led to an even darker room. There were stalls all over the place and I could see that they had dull lights in each stall. I found out later you could turn off the lights. Will walked me around and men were looking with a sort of hungry look. Most of the men in this room had boners. Will said we should go into a stall. When I got in I could see that there were holes in the walls. He said they were known as Glory Holes and men would push their cocks through. The stall that we entered had a large ass size hole and Will told me to put my ass into it. He left the light on in our stall and the door open. Men were walking past and looking at me with my ass in the hole. After a minute of so, I heard the door close on the adjoining door. Next thing I felt a finger then a cock against my ass. The cock started pushing into me and Will said he could tell by my facial expression that a cock was entering my ass. On the one hand I was repulsed by not knowing who was fucking me or whether it was wrapped or raw. I was thinking it might have been one of the ugly men. On the other hand it was exciting. Will said that the guy would know who he was fucking as he had probably walked past and seen me. The cock would fuck into me then almost pull out, then all of a sudden I heard a yell from the other side and the cock held still, presumably as he shot. The cock pulled out and just as quickly, I heard the door open. Not a second later the door closed again and in no time I felt another cock slide into me. Like before the guy shot in me and left. I asked Will if he thought they were wrapped. He replied that he didn't know but if they were raw I'd soon be feeling seed running down my legs. Another two men fucked me before I needed to stand up as my back was aching. Will felt my ass hole and said it was dripping with seed. He proceeded to fuck me himself and when he withdrew, I felt the seed running down my legs. Will said he was proud of me. We then walked around some more. Will told me to go into a room that had some sort of curtain at the door. He said he would wait for me to come out. I pulled back the curtain and it let a bit of light in as I entered. Almost immediately hands were all over me. (Will told me later that men hung by the curtain to see who was coming in as once the curtain fell back, it literally was pitch black.) Hands pulled me deeper into the room and I sensed dozens of men. Hands were everywhere, as were cocks. Men felt up my body and when they felt I was slim they didn't leave go. Men had me bent over sucking countless cocks and at the same time more cocks were shoved in my ass. When one guy pulled out another guy immediately entered my ass. I was pulled from one man to another. After a bit I felt like I'd better get back to Will. It was very difficult to untangle myself from the men as they had me in the furthest corner from where I thought the curtain was. Eventually, I managed to get to the curtain and find Will waiting. He said I had been in for 40 minutes. He asked me how many cocks had I sucked and how many had fucked and bred me. I said I had no idea, to which he replied that would be about right. He slid into my ass saying it felt beautiful and so wet with seed. Will said he had found a guy he wanted a 3some with and we were to go into a larger private room he had paid for. When I got there the guy was waiting. I say guy but he was maybe a year older than me. He too was slim and he had shaved his nut and pit hair. We introduced ourselves and Will told us to kneel on the low bed next to each other. He said he was to fuck us both and slide from ass to ass. The guy wanted a condom, to which Will refused. He said if he wanted fucked he took it raw only. Will slid into me and I saw the guys eyes look and knew he wanted it bad. He told Will to fuck him and he could go raw. I will shorten the story but Will fucked us both, the seed from my ass was transferred to the other ass via Will's dick. Will then had me stand up and he guided my cock into the guy's ass. It took all my strength not to shoot immediately as I'd never fucked a guy before. I rammed in for maybe 3 minutes then lost all control and shot a wad of seed into the guy. When I pulled out, Will slid straight in and after 5 minutes or so he too unloaded deep in the ass. Will then had me eat the seed out the ass and kiss the guy with it. It was amazing. We stayed another two hours and the same sort of scenes repeated again and again. I don't have any clue how many men I had sex with and how many bred me but it was a lot.

Borney. That was my mood. Non chalant horny. The sort of horny that might take some convincing, or at the last minute could settle for very little. So I posted this ad on Craigslist: 'ass up, head down'. I also listed my stats and a vague description of my location with some basic instructions. I live in a studio apartment in Los Angeles. The heart of Hancock Park/Korea Town. As far as I'm concerned, it's a great location. As usual I get a bevy of questionable responses. I feel like a pro at this point. I spotted the solid offers and narrowed the field. There was a 19 year old with a seven and a half inch uncut cock who wanted to try fucking me, and who is less than ten minutes away. There was also a vague response from a cock that looks too good too be true, but the guy's response was so so straight forward I couldn't but hope it was real. I tend to avoid younger guys online as I've found they're not always a great fuck, so instead I went for the vague-but intriguingly-too-good-to-be-true dick. I send my address and hopped in the shower. A few minutes later I was cleaned and ready. Upon checking my email I saw the guy was close. I slipped on my jock strap, readied my poppers and lube, and waited. I was naturally somewhat nervous and oddly cold as I thought to myself 'Fuck man. What have I done?' It was about 3:00 AM, and even if the time of day doesn't actually matter, the question was, who the fuck was looking to get laid at this hour?'. Shit. I couldn't stress about it now. *Bing* My email goes off again.. He had arrived. I secured my dog. No seriously. She's so cute she would cock block me. He would get distracted by her. Anyhow, I secured the dog, unlocked the door, and got into position, ass up, and just before I slid my blindfold into position, I typed out a response to his e-mail, providing my apartment number. The response composed (but not sent), I thought back to earlier experiences. I always have a moment of.. hmmmm... hesitation with this type of hook ups. They're always a gamble. I was drinking whiskey and Dr. Pepper. I took a a big gulp and send the apartment number. I pull my blindfold back down and focus on my ass. I get all hyper focused on making sure my ass looks amazing for him when he walks in. I arch, lean in, and plant my face as far into my pillow as possible. I wait. Its an old 1920's building. I can hear someone enter from the buildings main enterace and work themself towrards me. My heart starts to slowly race. I cant believe im doing this again. How much dick do I need? The footsteps get close and seem to miss my apartment and keep walking. I check my phone. .... "Open?" "yep".. I hear my front door open slowly. Hes nervous too. He closes the door behind him cautiously. And advances towards the living space (my ass and bed is unexposed to him at this point, hes in a hall way with no view) where I am waiting. My ass is still in the air. I can feel my body dimpling from being nervous. Its too late to go back at this point. i can hear his breath as his turns the corner. I regret not turning on some sort of music at this point and feel super self concious over how little I am breathing. I feel his cold hand grab my ass cheek, and I take a hit of my poppers. as he undresses I start to get lost in the poppers a bit, and the smells of this stranger. I smell ciggarettes. Self rolled, old school ciggs. I feel course jeans. His pants feel hard. Like he's worked in them or something. I dont know. My fog ends as he slaps his dick on my ass for the first time. Oh shit. I am getting fucked by a total stranger. Wtf His dick feels so fucking heavy. I can feel him reach for the lube by my ankles and I take another hit of my poppers. He sloppily lubes my hole and starts to press the head of his dick against my hole. He pushes in and I gasp in pain. and push him back. I was NOT expecting that. I reach back to feel his cock with my hands and I am blown away. His dick is too thick to grasp with my hand. I am a 6'4 white jock type guy, my hands are relatively large. Anyways, as I briefly felt his dick he pushed my hands back and says "dont fucking touch me", and pushes his dick against my hole again. I reply, with a weak "ok". I take two quick hits of my poppers as he starts pushing the head of his dick in and out of me. Its luxurious almost. My poppers are blowing my mind and this dick is wrecking me little by little. I can feel him advancing little by little. Periodically he'd sloppily apply more lube to my hole. Soon he was taking long strokes in my ass. this had only been maybe 8-10 minutes at this point. I couldnt belive how much I had taken in such a short time. His dick was massive and he was brutalizing my hole and I was submitting to every bit of it. I pushed my hole back could feel his dick swelling inside me as my hole widened further. the whole time he had been holding me by my hips and fucking pounding me doggy. At this point with one hand he reaches up towards my throat, and applys pressure as he continutes to pound me out. I am agonizing. My hole is losing it. I feel him twitching and his rythm changing as he whispers into my ear while still slighting choking me, "Im going to cum in your butt hole, I am going to cum in your butt hole". the juvinille language pushed me over the edge and I could feel my dick twitching and nutting. I was cumming too. As I unloaded below I could feel my guts being flooded. He came so much. Right after he cums hes pulling out of me. I can feel the bed shifting as he gets back on his own feet and backs out of the room. "dont fucking tell anyone" he says, as I hear the door open. I dont even respond. Part of me didnt even have time to understand what he said. The second I came I could feel what I had done. The pain started flooding into me. Omg this dick was huge. What had i done. I giggled and took my blindfold off. I could smell the room even better now that I was standing up. He was definitely a smoker I said to myself as I giggled and wiped his nut from my ass with my jock strap

Damn, Sleazy Brit Boy...could you be any hotter?!

When you are a bareback bottom pig like me, you EXPECT the cum in your ass, in fact, if they don't, you feel cheated!

Stopped at the ABS last night after an evening of drinking and partying. Put 20 bucks in the video booth, found a hot bareback vid, took off my cloths, lubed up my ass, left the door unlocked, bent over using the chair in the booth and waited. Took all of less than a minute to get my first taker, he wasn't hung but somewhat thick, dumped his load quick, maybe 10 pumps into it. Didn't realize there was someone else in the booth waiting his turn, as soon as the first guy was done, second guy slid right in, he was much bigger, made me take a huge pull off the poppers. He worked me good, fucking me hard for at least 7 to 10 minutes. Well that drew the crowd, I litteraly had a line out my door, guys waiting to get their turn. The hottest one was a super well hung BBC, he had me moaning so loud I figured the whole book store was hearing me!! In all I took 11 loads in my cunt and swallowed 3 more. I left oozing seed from deep inside me, as soon as I got home I pushed as much of it out as I could and licked up every drop!! I would say it was a GREAT night!!

I'm usually thinking about him leaving his seed in me, I usually care more about that than anything else.

Tad and Willie lay side by side on their backs upon the floor too exhausted by their gang rapes to move. Willie's eyes were closed and his face was coated with patches of dried semen and flecks of blood from his many small facial wounds. The fair skin of his lean body was marred by bruises and scratches, welts and the cum of several dozen rapes. His prick was rubbed raw by hours of rough masturbation which left it as swollen as his bruised testicles. As he lay unmoving and barely breathing, he moaned constantly in a low drone of pain. Tad was not nearly in such bad condition as Wolf had protected him from the more viscous attacks perpetrated on Willie's teenage flesh. Tad's lips were swollen from sucking dozens of hard pricks and his face was smeared with the cum they had produced. But he had few cuts and just a little bruising from the few slaps he had received to remind him of his place. His body too contained the traces of dozens of ejaculations but he bore little evidence of physical abuse beyond his swollen nipples and the bruise on his balls from Wolf's cruel punch. Wolf had not allowed Tad to be masturbated or his balls to be beaten or anything larger than a his own prick to be shoved into Tad's ass. He had been treated kindly compared to battered Willie and he ought to be grateful for Wolf's kind attentions. But Tad was not grateful because he had a fear that Wolf was only saving him for something worse. Tad's head was swimming from the pain in his body and his mind. He felt as if the table were turning slowly beneath him like a children's carousel. As he drifted from cruel consciousness to the kindness of sleep, he heard two distant voices which he recognized as if through a fog. "What do we do with the fuckers now, Wolf, off em?" Piston's voice was a conspiratorial whisper. "Naw, we'll take the cocksuckers to the dungeon where we can really have some fucking fun," Wolf's replied sotto voce. "Fucking for fun and profit," Piston laughed softly. "You bet! These shits will be fucking money makers," Wolf replied in a dark whisper. Tad heard no more. He joined Willie in the kingdom of blissful oblivion. For a few hours he would not have to worry about what Wolf's dark words meant. as I said I hope you enjoyed!

Wolf had stripped himself down to his boots and cock and ball harness before donning his leather vest and chains. He stood behind Tad with one hand on the boy's shoulder and with the other holding a cock which was out of all human proportion with the man. He spun Tad around and forced the boy to look down at what he held in his calloused hand. "Horse!" Tad involuntarily exclaimed in amazement as he saw the monstrous rod of erect flesh in Wolf's hand. "Like it?" Wolf laughed, "It's fucking big and you're going to take every fucking inch of it." "No, you'll kill me," Tad pleaded as he backed into Piston, Hog and Bull. "You can take it, little engine, you've got a good body. A muscle hunk like you can take this and pull the fucking train too. It'll be a fucking pleasure to put this into you." Tad was a muscle hunk as he worked out with weights and kept himself lean for his place on his prep-school football team. He was tall and well proportioned and had thought himself well hung until he had seen what Wolf had between his legs. He did not believe that any man could be that big or that any man or women could survive penetration by such a thing. Tad felt sick inside as he realized that soon he would know if he could survive penetration by Wolf's superhuman dick, but first he had to survive Piston, Hog and Bull. The three lost no time forcing Tad onto all fours on the floor at their feet. Piston stripped off his clothes before kneeling at Tad's head, where he offered his nine inch prick to the boy. The biker forced his drooling slab of meat into Tad's mouth and without pause down the boy's virgin throat. Tad choked and gagged as Piston started rapidly pumping his rigid prick in and out of the teenager's no longer virgin throat. Tad fought not to choke or puke and tried desperately to breathe between each vicious penetration as his throat was raped again and again. Within minutes his mouth and throat were sore, there was a terrible ache in his jaws and his lips were scraped raw by the biker's coarse pubic hair. "Suck it harder, asshole!" Piston ordered, "Milk that fucker with your throat!" Tad did his best to obey by swallowing over and over while Piston's penis plugged his throat. Soon the boy felt a thick slime starting to coat his tongue and the inside of his mouth. Piston started to grunt as he pulled his prick from Tad's throat and filled the boy's mouth with a flood of his hot biker cum. Tad gulped as fast as he could, but his mouth filled to overflowing and the thick white goo ran down his chin. Piston pulled his spent prick from Tad's lips and to the boy's horror it had not softened but was still erect. "One cum don't make me go soft," Piston said as he laughed at Tad's expression, "it just takes the edge off so I can fuck ass twice as long." Piston gathered up the gobs of his semen hanging from Tad's chin and wiped them on the head of his prick. "That's all the lube you'll get," Piston said as he went around to Tad's hindquarters and knelt between the teenager's legs. "Better plug his mouth, Hog," Wolf suggested, "he's really going to feel that fucker going in." Hog, whose sobriquet was related to his fat body and fatter prick, knelt before the boy wearing only his nipple rings. Tad groaned as he saw beneath the biker's fat belly an erect dick longer and thicker than Piston's nine inch meat. Tad had to open his jaws wide just to take the head in and the fat glans filled his entire mouth. Hog did not wait for Tad to accommodate himself to the size of the prick or prepare for the monster's penetration of his throat. With a grunt of pleasure, he force fed Tad his pork meat and pushed the fat head to the opening of Tad's throat. Piston, seeing that the teenager was gagged by Hog's thick meat, shoved his prick into the boy's gut. Not even Hog's throat stopping slab could completely muffle Tad's scream as every fiber of his ravaged ass burned with pain. The boy felt as if he had been penetrated by a red hot baseball bat. Before Tad could catch his breath, Hog drove into his throat and the teenager was treated to a duet of agony. His ass was forced open and his gut overfilled by Piston's sawing prick tearing in and out of his ass, while his jaws were overstretched and his throat filled to bursting by Hog's chugging thrusts. The minutes passed like hours as every thrust brought new pain which did not diminish as the rape progressed. Hog and Piston were too big, his body could not adjust to them so he felt no diminishment of pain or rising of pleasure. It was complete agony from the first penetration to the last withdrawal of the horrible weapon Piston had between his legs. Piston came and went and was replaced by Hog and the whole rape was repeated again. Bull, who got his name because he had the muscles, brains and cock of an ox, knelt before Tad completely naked with his cock in both hands. The boy saw with horror that he was much bigger than Hog and he groaned as he realized Wolf's evil plan. Tad was to be raped by ever larger pricks so that each penetration would be worse than the one before. The agony of losing his cherries was to be repeated four times over as each man would stretch Tad's throat and ass more than the man before. Tad would be taken from Piston's extra large to Hog's giant to Bull's king size and last to Wolf's bulk packed giant family size dick of destruction. Tad endured the torture as Bull took his throat and Hog took his backside. He screamed and wept and struggled to accept their terrible weapons into his body without doing himself a permanent injury. He knew throughout the rape that no matter how bad it got that there was worse to come. After Hog there was Bull, after Bull there was Wolf and then nine other bikers and one fat bartender to come. Hog squealed as he ejaculated into Tad's gut and pulled out before he finished to unload across the boy's back. Bull quickly took Hog's place at Tad's backside and drove his bull dick home before Wolf was on his knees. Tad had no idea how bad his rape would be until he had to unhinge his jaw to take Wolf's big prick into his mouth. He could not suck Wolf's fleshy log there was no room in his mouth to move his tongue and he could not close his jaws even a fraction of an inch. Bull was fucking faster than when one young bull mounts another and he ejaculated before Wolf had entered Tad's throat. Tad thought it would be a relief not to have the awful anal agony of Bull's raping dick tearing through his guts, but he found that without that distraction, his full attention was focused on the destruction of his throat. Wolf slowly pushed forward driving inch after inch into Tad's gaping mouth and down his throat. Tad couldn't breath at all and tried to pull himself back but Hog and Bull held him firmly in place. The awful invasion of Tad's throat continued until Wolf was pressing the boy's nose into his coarse pubic hair. Tad's face turned red and then blue as Wolf slowly withdrew until Tad could draw air in through his nose. He was allowed to breathe for a few minutes before Wolf slid his giant monster back into its esophageal abode. Two deep throat rapes were all Wolf tried and when he withdrew after the second thrust, his penis was streaked with blood. Tad felt the warmth of his own blood well up in his throat and fill his mouth with salty warmth. He dropped his head and opened his mouth and fat red drops fell from his lips onto the floor. "Don't worry, cocksucker," Wolf laughed his reassurance, "you aren't going to die. A fucker big as mine always makes a faggot bleed some the first time whether I fuck down his throat or up his ass."

Part 3 The whole gang laughed but not at Tad because they were paying no attention to him. They were laughing as Willie flopped about on his stomach while Crank forced a second fat finger into his aching asshole. Crank laid one thick finger atop the other and turned them like a corkscrew into Willie's tight canal. "Where's the fucking grease, Sam," Crank complained loudly as his fingers refused to be pushed further than the second knuckle into the groaning teenager's dry ass hole. Sam scurried off to the kitchen to fetch a can of shortening with a backwards glance at the suffering boy. By the time he returned with a can of commercial shortening, Willie had been rolled on his back by the bikers and his wrists tied to his ankles and his elbows to his knees. By this method, his legs were forced to bend at the knees and spread wide apart as they were drawn up towards his chest. As he lay on his back, his buttocks were lifted from the table and the space between his legs was laid open and fully exposed. The bikers left him on his back with his buttocks hanging over one side of the table and his head hanging over the other side. Some helpful gang member lifted Willie's head so that he could watch Crank grease his big dick. Willie watched with his mouth open and panting in fearful anticipation as Crank scooped a gob of shortening from the can that Sam was holding in his shaking hands. Crank smeared his hard cock from its root to its tip with the thick white goo. He took a second gob on the two fingers he had been using to assault the boy's ass and shoved it into Willie's puckered asshole with a single stroke. Willie screamed and bucked at the double digit invasion of his virgin ass and screamed again as Crank screwed his fingers in and out to smear the grease about inside Willie's newly opened shit chute. Tears clouded Willie's vision, as in a blur Crank take his place between Willie's thighs. As Willie felt the blunt tip of Crank's dick kiss his greased asshole, the boy whimpered in anticipation of the raping thrust. "Take a deep breath, fuck meat," Crank cheerily advised him, "and kiss your fucking cherry ass goodbye." Crank lunged forward and with a single brutal thrust buried the entire length of his dick in Willie's gut. Willie screamed and the gang cheered as Crank began humping his greasy prick into the boy. Tad did not raise his head to look but screwed his eyes closed as if that would block out Willie's screams. "Shut him up," Crank huffed as he put a hand behind each of Willie's knees to brace himself while he humped. The helpful biker dropped Willie's head and being helpful still stopped the boy's screaming by thrusting his cock into the teenager's gaping mouth. As Crank pounded his prick into Willie's overstretched asshole, the helpful biker at the boy's head engaged in oral rape. The two brutes quickly found their rhythm and double humped the boy like two rutting beasts. After a few minutes, which to Willie seemed like hours, Crank grunted and drove his prick all the way into the boy. The biker's massive body froze for an instant in sexual paroxysm, then his loins contracted as he ejaculated his hot semen into Willie's gut. Willie had no time to think about what had been done to him or that he now carried inside his body a part of his rapist, which he would absorb to make it forever a part of him. He could only feel relief as Crank's raping dick left his body and horror as another biker's raping dick took its place. Willie tried to scream as the new penetration renewed his agony but his scream was muffled to extinction by the prick filling his mouth. "Deep throat me, cocksucker," the helpful mouth raping biker husked as forced his bloated cock past Willie's virgin glottis and down into the boy's throat. Willie gagged and wretched as his body tried to expel the hot mass plugging his throat. The boy couldn't breathe as his throat was completely stopped by hot, hard man meat. The helpful biker looked down and smiled as Willie twisted and writhed in a desperate and futile fight for breath. Willie's frightened face turned red and then blue, before the helpful biker withdrew enough prick meat to allow Willie a few gulps of air. Willie was still gasping desperately when the helpful biker slid his prick back down the teenager's ravaged throat. The helpful biker's oral rape had a rhythm, which Willie quickly learned. Three rapid throat raping penetrations were followed by one deep throat which the biker held until Willie thought he would pass out. Willie learned to fill his lungs between the three short strokes so that he would have enough breath to carry him through the deep throat ordeal. Willie did not know that it was his struggle for air and the working of his throat that turned the helpful biker on and kept him going strong. The biker between Willie's legs picked up the helpful biker's rhythm and started fucking in three short thrusts which was followed by a deep penetration during which he ground his coarse pubic hair into Willie's upturned buttocks. The two men worked together as they grunted and sweated to torture the teenager by making him feel every moment of his double rape. They thrust their hips until their heavy, hairy balls slapped against his forehead and his backside. They ground their filthy pubic hear against his tender skin. They corkscrewed, pounded, plowed and pried their pricks into his body and not satisfied with his suffering from these assaults, they tormented him further by using his body as a sexual toy. In a concerted effort to torture the abused prep-school senior by sexually arousing him during his rape, the helpful biker tweaked the boy's pink nipples and caressed his heaving chest while the other rapist stroked the boy's pink prick and tickled his clean shaven scrotum with touches lighter than a feather. Willie to his shame started feeling aroused by the things his rapists were doing to him. As the rapist between his legs pounded his prick inside Willie, he hit a place that made the boy moan and curl his toes in a spasm so intense that the battered teenager longed to feel it again. To this pleasure was added an arousal caused by suffocation which made Willie long to hold his mouth rapist dick in his throat until he passed out. His torment was completed by their tender caresses to his nipples and his cock and balls. The abused teenager could not fight the stimulation coming from all directions at once. His mind was overwhelmed by sexual arousal and his body betrayed him as his prick became fully erect and he started pushing his face into the helpful biker's crotch while humping his hips for the man between his legs. The helpful biker covered Willie's head with his hunching body as he squeezed Willie's tender nipples and pulled them away from his chest. "Take my fuck," He gasped as he drove his prick down Willie's throat. "I'm cumming, cocksuker. Eat my fucking scum." Willie gagged and gulped and gagged as the helpful biker filled his throat with bolt after bolt of scalding fuck juice. Halfway through his ejaculation the brute pulled his pulsing prick from Willie's throat and mouth to shoot the last of his cum across the boy's sweaty face. The helpful biker released Willie's nipples and uncurled himself from the boy's head, then he stepped out of the way for the next biker to have his turn at Willie's gaping mouth. Willie was disappointed, he had been so close to cumming when the helpful biker had pulled his prick from Willie's aching throat. Willie was ashamed of his desire, but he needed another prick lodged in his throat. He opened his mouth eagerly and accepted the next biker's drooling dick into his mouth. Willie wanted to cum, to feel his balls boiling over and pumping hot nut oil out his dick, so that he would have to feel nothing else. The biker between Willie's legs changed his rhythm to match the new mouth raper's pace. He teased Willie's hard cock and jerked the boy against his will. Willie was being driven to sexual madness by the unending double penetration and the unwonted manipulation of his nipples and his cock. He knew that he shouldn't but he wanted his rape to continue so that he could feel the constant sexual stimulation, that tickling pleasure that drew him ever closer to climax and blocked out all the horror and humiliation of his rape. He grunted with each penetration and thrust back to force the rapist deeper into his gut. His nipples turned to hard peaks of sexual stimulation as his testicles congested with lusty blood and his achingly hard cock leaked precum in a steady stream. The biker between Willie's legs abandoned his steady rhythm and started copulating like a rutting dog upon a bitch. As he drove his prick into Willie in a blur of short, sharp strokes while he jerked the boy's hard cock at lightning speed. The biker reached his climax with a shout and humped the boy throughout his orgasm while he twisted Willie's prick as if he would tear it out by the root. With a strangled cry, Willie came in a fountain of hot cum which struck the biker in the chest and dropped back in fat white gobs onto Willie's heaving belly.

Part 2 Willie through his tears could see that Tad was held helpless in his seat by the two burly bikers standing behind his chair. The big biker named Wolf who was sitting next to Tad was watching the scene with eager eyes. The rest of the gang were drifting toward him with their hands on their crotches and lust in their eyes. Willie could see no one to help him in the room as even Sam, the fat bartender, was stripping off his apron as he joined the crowd. Willie with a strangled sob opened his lips and thrust out his tongue. He touched the tip of his tongue to the moist lips of Crank's proffered prick and instantly pulled his tongue away. "Don't lick it, asshole, it ain't an ice cream cone. Suck it! Take it all into your mouth!" Crank demanded as he pulled Willie's head toward his evil smelling crotch. "No, I can't," Willie cried, "Please don't make me. I can't." With his rough hand, Crank forced Willie's jaws open and slid his plump prick into the warm wet depths of boy's unwilling mouth. With his mouth held wide open, Willie remained unmoving as Crank's unwashed penis lay on his tongue like a dead brown slug. "Wrap your fucking lips around my fucking dick and suck it, asshole" Crank demanded. "Hurry the fuck up, shit head, I ain't got all fucking night." "Ya, get it on, fuck meat," one of the gang members hollered, "there's others waiting for their fucking turn." Crank positioned his big dirty hands on either side of Willies head and gripped the boy's pink ears like jug handles. Suddenly without warning, the fat biker pulled the reluctant teen's head into his crotch, while a the same time thrusting his own wide hips forward. Willie found his forehead pushed back by the biker's big belly while his face wash pulled into the biker's smelly crotch. The teenager's nose was pressed into Crank's open fly and his mouth completely engulfed the biker's fat penis down to its hairy root. As the full rich flavor of Crank's unwashed dick bloomed on the boy's tongue, Willie wretched and gagged and tried to pull away. "What's the matter, cocksucker," Crank sneered as he ground his crotch over Willie's face, "don't you like the taste of prick meat?" "He better fucking learn to fucking like it," a biker yelled, "he's got a whole fucking roomful to eat." Willie held his mouth as wide open as he could and allowed Crank's penis to lay on his tongue undisturbed. He could see nothing but Crank's dirty crotch. He could smell nothing but Crank's dirty crotch. He could taste nothing but Cranks dirty crotch. He could hear nothing but the lusty laughter of the gang and the sound of his own blood pounding in his ears. Willie determined in his rabbit's heart to do whatever he must to survive. "Close your mouth, cocksucker and suck my fucking dick," Crank commanded and Willie reluctantly obeyed, "that's right, faggot, roll your fucking tongue around my meat. Watch your teeth, cocksucker, one fucking nip or scratch and I'll kick them down your fucking throat." Seven of the bikers along with the bartender were gathered round the mouth raping Crank and his teenage victim to watch the fun up close and lend a hand. Some of them took Willie's arms and twisted them behind his back, while others pumped his head up and down on Crank's meat. Tad had a clear view of all the dreadful action as the bikers were careful not to obstruct Wolf's line of sight. Tad watched in disgust Willie's oral rape and felt ashamed of his timid friend for inviting the biker's lewd attack. He knew that Willie by being such a frightened rabbit had made himself a victim of the biker's unnatural lust. Tad felt that if his friend had more guts and put up a fight, that the biker's would leave him alone. He knew that any real man would rather die than suck cock. He would certainly fight any man that tried to make him do such a filthy thing. Tad felt that there must be something wrong with Willie that he would suck cock without a fight. Perhaps, Tad thought, Willie secretly wanted to do it and had been asking for it. Tad remembered catching Willie looking at the other boys in the gym class showers and how Willie had even looked at him. Tad's lip curled up in a look of loathing and disgust. "Look good? Want to try it?" Wolf asked as he slipped his hand from the table and dropped it to Tad's thigh. "Get your hands off me," Tad snapped as he clamped his legs together to throw off from his thigh Wolf's dirty paw. "That ain't polite, pretty boy," Wolf leered at Tad as with brute force he pushed his hand between Tad's thighs and cupped the teenager's crotch. "Leave me alone, I not a homo," Tad cried as Wolf groped between his legs. Tad started manfully to struggle using every muscle of his athletically trained body to resist Wolf's lewd assault. But his efforts were futile, the two bikers holding his arms were bigger and stronger than he. They held him down in his seat with his arms twisted behind him, as Wolf touched him in places that no man had ever touched before. "Settle down or I'll really fucking hurt you," Wolf snarled as he pulled his hand from between the teenager's legs and then closed his fingers into a fist. "Let me go!" Tad shouted in impotent fury, "Get your faggot hands off me! I'm not a queer like Willie! Let me go!" "You fucking asked for it, baby, now your going to fucking get it," Wolf snapped as he drove his fist with full force into Tad's crotch. An A-bomb of agony exploded between Tad's thighs that sent a shockwave of pain through his loins. As the pain gripped like a fiery hand of steel, Tad's teenage body went rigid as his eyes grew wide and his mouth gaped open in a silent scream. He made several little strangled gasps of pain as brightly colored star bursts of agony exploded before his eyes. He slowly leaned forward until his head rested on the table as he grunted his pain through his nose. "That's just a fucking taste of what I'll give you if you don't fucking learn to do what you're fucking told," Wolf angrily admonished the suffering boy. "The next time I'll pound your fucking balls to jelly and make you eat them with a fucking spoon. Now watch you're fucking boyfriend chow down on Crank's cock. You can pick up some pointers for your turn." Tad saw nothing but flashing lights which, with each new wave of pain, exploded into stars before his eyes. Willie slurped and sucked and slid his tongue over, under and around Crank's fat prick and was rewarded with an ever larger prick to suck. Willie gulped his own saliva which was made foul by the juices oozing from the biker's throbbing erection and closed his eyes and snuffled his sobs. The other bikers around Willie were not idle as they were busy exploring every part of his hard young body manually. Rough hands stroked his bare chest and pinched his nipples, while others groped between his legs and felt his firm round buttocks. Calloused fingers slipped beneath the waist band of his gray flannel trousers to prob his anus or tease his testicles. But the worst were the gentle fingers that fondled his teenage prick and tickled and teased it and brought it to life. "The cocksucker's starting to enjoy the party," the gentle biker commented when Willie's prick began to engorge in response to the biker's gentle caress. "The cocksucker is throwing a fucking boner, he must be really into dick meat or maybe he's just fucking turned on by guys." "Getting hot, fuckmeat? Sucking cock turn you on?" Crank taunted Willie as he drove his now fully erect dick to the back of Willie's throat. Willie coughed and spluttered and tried to pull his head back, but Crank's grip on his ears prevented that. Willie had no choice but to swallow as Crank pressed more of his hard dick into the boy's mouth. The teenager felt his stomach heave as the biker's slab of meat pushed into his gullet and slid down his throat. Willie found he couldn't breath with his throat plugged by the biker's hard cock and he grew fearful that he would choke. He grunted and groaned and struggled desperately to communicate the he was suffocating. The only result was that his throat contracted around Crank's mouth raping prick and massaged it until the fat biker groaned with ecstacy. Just as Willie thought he would choke or die of suffocation the panting brute above him pulled his swollen penis from Willie's throat. "You're a natural cocksucker," Crank complimented the gasping boy as he wiped his drooling dick across the boy's bruised lips, "but I ain't wasting my fucking cum in your cocksucking mouth when you've got that sweet ass just begging to be plowed." Willie held his empty mouth wide open and let the saliva drip from his lips as his stomach heaved in the grip of nausea. "Get him up on a table and get his pants off," Crank ordered, "I got a fucking hard-on that won't quit." The gang cheered and hooted as they dragged Willie to his feet and threw him face up on the dirty table behind him. Many hands make light work and the gang quickly stripped the gray flannel slacks and clean white jockey shorts from Willie's slender hips and stripped them from his leanly muscled legs. An amused titter went around the crowd of bikers when Willie's clean shaven completely hairless crotch was revealed. "He ain't got no fucking hair down there!" one biker exclaimed with a hoot. "He's smooth as a fucking baby and just about the same fucking size," another said and they all laughed at Willie's cock and balls and ridiculed his small size. Willie blushed with humiliation and went red from head to feet. As rough hands touched Willie's cock and balls to stroke his long, limp prick and lift his ball sack to heft his nuts, Willie's degradation was made complete. Willie was not hung like a bull or even a bulldog. He was an average, ordinary, eighteen year old boy with average ordinary sized cock and balls. When erect his dick was slender but long and when his testicles were engorged they made a good display. But his penis when flaccid looked very small as did his shriveled testicles. With his groin shaven and his genitals shrunken by the icy blast of fear, he looked no bigger nor better developed than a ten year old child. The gang rolled Willie onto his stomach and pulled his buttocks apart to expose his puckered brown asshole to view. Crank stepped between the boy's legs and put a blunt finger tip to the tiny wrinkled opening. Crank pressed his finger into the opening and twisted back and forth. Willie screamed as he felt his ass lips forced open and Crank's finger wormed its way into him. "He's a fucking virgin," Crank crowed, "his ass is tighter than the pussy of a little girl." "Better get some grease, Sam," Wolf called from the table, "we wouldn't want Crank to scrape his cock raw." The sound of Wolf's gruff voice made Tad stir. No matter how much the teenager hurt, he had to make an effort to save himself and Willie. "Please, Wolf," Tad begged weakly as he lifted his head from the table and felt even that small movement send a shockwave of pain through his loins. "don't hurt us anymore. Let us go. We'll keep quiet. We wont make trouble. Just let us go and we'll forget all about this." "Don't bother begging, cocksucker, we ain't stopping," Wolf said as he laid a his hand on Tad's thigh just to see him jump."It's too much fucking fun. When we're finished with your faggot friend, then its you're turn to pull the fucking train." Tad quailed at Wolf's cruel words as he felt his courage fade. His situation was hopeless. He was surrounded by brawny thugs thirsting for rape. The rapist bikers outnumbered him by ten to one and were grown men who were bigger, stronger and more skilled in violence than he. Tad couldn't run because he was held in his seat by two burly thugs. He couldn't fight because his arms were twisted behind him. He couldn't struggle Because Wolf's single testicle smashing blow hurt so much that every movement was agony. His only safety lay in co-operation, in allowing himself to be used by the gang to satisfy their unnatural sexual needs. He had never imagined that such a thing could happen to him. He wasn't a timid rabbit like Willie. He hadn't asked for it. He was a man but not enough of a man to die rather than suck cock. He would do what he had to do to save himself. He wouldn't be a man anymore. He would be a sex toy for queers. Tad lowered his head back to the table and moaned. The state to which he had brought himself and Willie in his heedless action in entering the bar was too much for him to bear. Tad let his tears drop on the table and without shame he cried.

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Bill slid his dick out of me and I grunted a bit – I didn’t think I’d ever had my hole used like this, and I was usually pretty generous with lube and had never gone skin-on-skin before. Spit and cum weren't providing the slickness needed by any stretch, 'though I also hadn’t felt so completely and incredibly fucked in my life – Bill wasn’t lying when he said the freedom was incredible. I was still shaking. Bill smiled at me, saying “Come on, it's time to go untie the little slut.” He rose completely unselfconsciously, his dick still semi-hard, a drip of cum dropping onto the wood floor. I moved slower, and more awkwardly – his load was deep in my hole, and I had to clench my ass to keep it from running out. I followed him back to the master bedroom, where, upon arrival, we found Andrew laying on his back, resting beside Mark, who was bound. Andrew had obviously just fucked Mark. Through the open door to the ensuite, I could hear the shower going. I stood quietly while Bill untied Mark’s legs and hands, then undid the gag and slid the blindfold off the young man. Mark blinked, as though he was waking up from a long dream. When he stood up, he was limping and bowlegged, and cum leaked down his legs. I noticed his ass was bright red, which made me wonder if someone had been spanking him. My dick twitched a little at the thought. I felt a kind of low-level of jealousy and was surprise when Bill wrapped his arms around Mark, giving Mark’s ear a quick nibble before murmuring “You’re a good little slut. You make sure to tell me any other fantasies you’ve got, and I’ll make 'em happen, okay?” Mark nodded, blushing a deep red, “Thank you,” he said, in a weak voice. Bill slapped Mark’s ass. “There’s an empty bedroom down the hall. I’m sure someone will tuck you in later,” he said. On the bed, eyes still closed, Andrew snickered as Mark took the hint and left the room. Bill looked at me. I felt my whole body heat up the way his eyes roamed up and down me. “You should hop in the shower, get ready for bed,” he said, and he winked at me. He nodded through the door to the ensuite. Then he looked at Andrew, gave him a friendly shove to the shoulder, suggesting “And you, go tell Tim he did a good job. And do whatever else comes natural.” Andrew grinned, opened his eyes, and got up. I walked nervously into the ensuite. The shower curtain was drawn, and clouds of steam were filling the small bathroom. I swallowed, listening to the sound of someone obviously cleaning up behind the white curtain. I bit my lip, and looked back out into the bedroom. Bill was watching me. He nodded again. I moved into the bathroom and pulled on the curtain enough to step into the tub. Mac was under the hot stream of water, and he turned when he realized I was behind him. The water darkened the hair all over his body. “Well if it isn’t the boy with the delicious ass who showed no gratitude.” He reached down and stroked his dick – he was semi-hard, uncut, and had low, hanging balls covered with that wet dark hair. I licked my lips, and felt that wild freedom again. Bill was right. I could do whatever the fuck I wanted. He’d sent me into the shower to clean up, but I couldn’t help but think I owed Mac some gratitude for his incredible tonguing. I slid to my knees under the hot spray, and swallowed Mac’s dick, in the process, relaxing my ass – finally – and felt the hot cum leaking out from my pucker as I started to suck on the man’s cock. Mac grunted, rubbing his hands through my hair, getting it wet, “Yeah,” he said, “That’s a good start.” I sucked on his cock, then, once he was hard, I moved onto his balls and sucked them. He let me set the course for a few moments, then positioned my head where he wanted it, and pushed his dick back into my mouth for a while longer. I grunted eagerly, sucking on his cock and gripping his thighs tightly in my hands. “Yeah,” Mac said, his gravelly voice echoing in the shower, “Bill broke you in good, didn’t he?” I looked up at him, spray hitting my face, and moaned around his dick again. “Get up,” Mac said. “Turn around.” I obeyed, and he fucked me in the shower while I braced myself against the tile wall. It was a quick fuck, and we were both already so tired – and I was incredibly sore – but it felt good to have his dick inside me. I pushed back against his thrusts and he gripped my waist and growled as he rammed himself home. When he came, he ground himself hard against me, shaking my waist as though he was trying to make sure his cum ended up as deep as it could go. Then he pulled out, rinsed himself off again, and stepped out of the shower without a word. I cleaned up for a bit longer, paying attention to my sore and battered hole. I’d never been fucked by three guys in one night before, and never this rough and without lube – and then turned off the shower. The silence was notable. Once dried off I went back into the master bedroom. Bill was in the bed – there was a new blanket on it now, folded back. I climbed in beside him, and he nodded, kissing me deeply, his tongue filling my mouth. “Big Al said goodnight,” he said, pulling away. “Now get some rest. Robert and Andrew are spending the night and I promised them they could fuck my boy in the morning before they go.” My boy. I shivered, half delighted, half terrified. But then I pressed myself against Bill’s warm shoulder, and heard the words again. My boy. I fell asleep, exhausted, satisfied, and free.