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I felt groggy as I woke up. My mouth was thick with the tell tale feeling of having a large quantity of cotton wool stuffed in it that betrayed just how much I had drank the night before. I stretched, gingerly, not wanting to move too quickly for fear of discovering a headache to go with my cottonmouth. My head, however, felt clear as I rolled onto my side and very slowly swung my legs off the side of my bed. I sat there for a moment before I realized that I was completely naked, not all altogether alien experience, but rather another sign of how intoxicated I had been; I often strip off to go to bed when drunk. As I sat up I suddenly became aware of how much I had to piss and quickly padded across the cold wooden floor of my studio apartment to the bathroom. Letting a powerful jet of piss out into the open toilet bowl I felt my ass clench slightly and became aware that my hole felt a tender and rather slick. Finishing up my piss I ran a finger up my crack, feeling my puffy wet hole. I looked at my finger, shiny with whatever was wetting my ass, for a long moment before turning around and bending over to look at my hole in the mirror. Winking back from between my spread ass cheeks was my hole, puffy, and pink, not quite closed, and shiny with what I thought might be lube but I suspected was something else. I ran my finger along my crack again, this time dipping into my tender hole, when I brought it round I was confronted with evidence of what I had already suspected to be true. It was not lube leaking from my clearly well fucked hole but cum. My heart thudded in my chest. I had no recollection of getting home last night, let alone of getting fucked. Jesus, I thought nervously, what have I done? Not only had I had sex but clearly unprotected sex and I had let the guy cum in me, what had I been thinking? I walked back to my bed and grabbed my phone from where it had been charging on the nightstand hoping to find some evidence of what I had done. There were several texts from the two friends I had gone out with starting around just after midnight asking where I had disappeared to; the most recent being just a few minutes ago, must have been what had woken me up. I sent back a quick response saying that I was home, and apologized for giving them a fright. The next message on my phone was from a contact I didn’t remember having, one simply named “SIR”. The message was short and succinct: Check out the link and then let me know when you’re ready for more. I clicked the link and it took me to a private video server. Sitting down on my bed I pressed play and watched as the video began. It faded in on a guy’s ass, his beefy hairy cheek hammering back and forth as he clearly pounded someone. The camera moved under the guy, between his legs to show a fat raw cock pounding into an unknown ass. The bottom was moaning in pleasure with each thrust, something about the bottom’s voice seemed familiar even through the tiny phone speakers. I stopped the video and grabbed my laptop from under the bed. Hurriedly transpiercing the url to my browser I pulled up the video again. There was definitely something that I recognized in the bottom’s groans. My cock was starting to get hard watching this fat cock pound this boy’s hole, his ass lips clinging to the hard shaft each time the top pulled out. Eventually the camera moved again, pulling back between the top’s legs and then panning up his broad muscular back to look over his shoulder. My jaw dropped, there laying flay out, legs in the air, eyes closed in ecstasy, being fucked by a raw cock, was me. I took in my pale skin, dark hair, strong chest, tight stomach, pink nipples. I saw my chest heave with racked breath as the top mercilessly plowed my hole. Though my head was reeling and my heart pounding my cock was growing still harder as I watched myself get fucked. I had no memory of this, yet there was no denying it was me there getting fucked bareback. I felt like I should be sickened by what I was seeing but I found myself becoming more and more turned on as I watched. The top fucking me seemed to be getting close as he started fucking me even harder. He grunted as he hammered his cock into my clearly willing ass. The camera panned down to show him slamming into me balls deep with every thrust. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum,” a gravely voice that I can only assume belonged to the top said, “I’m gonna breed your sweet fucking cunt boy.” “Yes,” said my voice, the unmistakable glee sending a shiver up my spine, “breed my hole!” The man growled and pressed his cock as far as he could into my hole, clearly shooting his load deep into me. Watching myself get bred I couldn’t help but reach between my legs and feel my still wet hole… Slowly the man pulled out from my now cum filled hole. I looked at the time bar, the video wasn’t even a quarter of the way over. The camera zoomed in as the head of the man’s cock popped out of my hole, a small glob of cum bubbling out after it. For a moment my hole was left gaping and empty, then a new voice, not the top who had just fucked me called, “Who’s next?” Another cock, the body it belonged to cut out of the frame stepped up and slid effortlessly into my hole, The camera shifted again showing my body stretched out on the bed, my mouth now occupied by the cock that just been inside my ass. I watched in aroused horror, my cock throbbing, as time and time again my ass was seeded by random cocks. The video never showed their faces though, it showed plenty of mine, making sure to zoon in on my face whenever I begged a top for his load. I noticed that my eyes, though wide and alert looked a little blood shot and slightly unfocused. The video was almost an hour long and featured fourteen different tops, all of whom fucked and bred my ass. No wonder my hole was tender. The last shot of the video was a slow zoom in on my wrecked hole after the last top had shot his load deep inside of me. I stared in amazement at my loose and gaping hole. That sort of thing had never turned me on before but seeing my on hole wrecked like that, dripping with cum, was different, it made me feel hungry. I wanted my hole to look like that more, I wanted to have my ass plowed and dripping with cum. The video faded to black, and then a message appeared on the screen, “You know you want more bitch,” followed by the phone number now listed in my contacts as SIR. For a long moment I sat, one hand holding my phone, and the other with three fingers lodged in my cummy hole. I wasn’t entirely sure when during the film I had thrust three fingers inside of myself and started riding them desperately but even now that the movie was over I was reluctant to remove them. Rocking back on my fingers again, feeling them push against my ass ring I knew what I had to do. I unlocked my phone, opened SIR’s text and sent him a message: I’m ready now. The response was almost instantaneous as if SIR had been waiting with his phone in his hand. That was fast boy. You ready to take more cock? Yes, I responded. Right now? Yes, I hesitated before adding the next part but then hurriedly hit send, I need it. Good boy. Come and get it. He texted me an address just a few blocks away in the northern part of Hell’s Kitchen, and added, Don’t bother showering or putting on underwear. You have ten minutes to get here. My heart was pounding, a little voice in the back of my head told me I was crazy, but I wasn’t thinking with my head. I grabbed a t-shirt from the floor and a pair of gym shorts, slipped into some shoes and, leaving everything but my keys and phone behind rushed out of the door. I practically ran the nine blocks to his apartment, making it there in just over six minutes. I texted saying I was there and the door buzzed. Once inside I received an apartment number with the instruction to hurry. He lived on the fifth floor of an old walk up, and having taken the stairs two at a time the whole way up I was more then a little winded when I knocked on his door. It quickly opened and a tall olive skinned man in an old yellowing jockstrap with a thick leather harness strapped to his chest opened the door. I gapped at this specimen on manliness in front of me. At five eleven I like to think of myself as tall but this man towered above me making him probably six five. Between the thick straps of his harness bulged powerful fur covered chest muscles that led to hard defined abs. His arms were thick, covered with coarse hair, and knotted all over with veins. The basket of his jock bulged with what could only be thick meaty cock and oversized cum laden balls, the whole mass of which thrust out boldly from his tree trunk like legs. He did not smile at me, his handsome face told of only one thing: lust. “I knew you were gonna be a good one last night when you were begging for loads before the first cock even breached your cunt,” he had a rough, deep, rumbling voice that seemed to echo from somewhere deep inside his cavernous ribcage. “Get that sweet cunt inside, and strip off, I’ve waited long enough for my chance at that hole.” That struck me as odd, was he not one of the men who had fucked me last night? I thought that even the cameraman had cum inside of me. I didn’t care though I stepped inside and before the door was even closed had kicked off my shoes, pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped my shorts to the ground. “Fuck you’re a hot little cum slut,” he said leading me into the living room where he sat down on the couch, legs spread wide. “Well, get between my legs and start wetting my cock boy. All the lube I’m gonna give you to get this monster up your cunt is spit and whatever cum is left in you from my friends last night.” Caution and logic were long gone, I was now completely in the grips of my own lust, and now I a safe sex enthusiast, fell to my knees desperate to get another bare cock up my ass. Pulling his musty jock aside I revealed a thick, flaccid cock resting on a pair of truly massive balls. I took his soft cock in my mouth, rolling his nuts around in my had as I rid so, marveling at their size. It didn’t take long for his cock to start hardening I my mouth, and I was quickly overwhelmed my the sheer length and girth of the thing. His broad flat mushroom head ballooned in my mouth, swelling till it stretched my cheeks. I did my best to slobber all over his shaft and head, trying to get it as wet as possible for my hole. Though I was enjoying guzzling down his gorgeous member, SIR had other plans and soon as he felt his cock was slicked with enough spit he knocked me back and stood up. He instructed me to get on all fours on the couch, resting my chest on the back of it. I clambered up and assumed the position he had instructed and waited with eager anticipation. SIR took his time coming up behind me, rubbing his blunt cock head up and down my ass crack a few times, before zeroing in on my still tender and slightly gaped pucker. I had expected him to push in roughly but instead he began a slow thrusting that alternately pressed against my sphincter and gave it time to relax. Very, very slowly my hole opened till suddenly his broad flay head pushed inside of me and stayed there. “Fuck that’s a nice hole. I may just have to keep it after I ruin it.” My brain had completely shut down, over loaded with the massive waves of pleasure that were crashing over my body and SIR began to delve deeper into my hole. It took a long time for him to finally fuck his whole cock into me, but when he finally bottomed out and I could feel his massive balls against mine I felt nothing but joy. “Tell me what you want boy,” he growled in my ear. “I want you to fuck me, SIR.” “What else?” “I want you to cum in me, to breed me!” “Good boy, that’s probably the first time you’ve ever said that sober isn’t it?” “Yes, SIR.” “I’m gonna knock you up and set you free boy.” I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant but I pressed my hips back against him as if trying to will more of his cock into my hole. He chuckled at that and began to slowly fuck me, pulling his cock almost entirely from my hole before sliding it back in to the hilt. I moaned like a whore, desperate for a real pounding. SIR knew what I needed though, and quickly began to pick up the pace and intensity of his thrusts until soon he was hammering away at my ass without mercy. I was practically screaming as his cock wrecked my hole, bruising my sphincter a little with each thrust. He hammered away like that for longer then I thought possible, till both of us were drenched in sweat and I lay pressed into the back of the couch limp. Suddenly he stopped and pulled out of my hole with a soft pop. “Get you your back, I wanna look in your eyes while I breed you.” I flipped onto my back and grabbed my legs spreading them wide showing SIR my now wide-open hole. Without hesitation he sunk back into me and resumed his breakneck pace. The sweat pored from his body, dripping onto me, I didn’t care thought, I could feel his pace starting to change and heard the shift in his breathing. SIR was getting close. He kept up his voracious pace for as long as he could before he suddenly growled deep in his chest like a bear and locked eyes with me as he slammed into my hole several times very roughly. He didn’t have to tell me he had cum, I knew, I could feel the warmth spreading in my ass. He flopped forward, his cock still lodged inside of me, his hairy sweaty chest now pressed to mine. “Fuck,” he said at length, “I knew your cunt would be worth it. I’m totally keeping you as my new cum dump.” He smiled at me, “See I told you last night, take all those loads and you’d be ready for mine.” “You did?” I said panting. “Oh that’s right you won’t remember sense we slipped you those drugs.” His smile became a wicked smirk. “But I told you last night, you take my buddies NEG loads up your cunt and by tonight, well you came around faster than I anticipated, you’d be begging for my POZ cock up your loose cunt.” Holy shit! I thought, I hadn’t even asked him or thought about… Jesus. I had just taken what had to be a massive POZ load in my ass. It only took me a millisecond longer to realize I didn’t care. I had just been fucked like I never had before. Clearly I had loved last night as well. If taking POZ loads meant that I was going to get fucked like this more then that was fine by me. “How do you feel now that you’ve had it boy?” He asked. I answered in the only way I could, honestly, “I want… I need more.”

For those guys who have been messaging me, Austin Part 2 will be posted next week, right here . Thank you all for the encouragement!!

Chapter V. I extracted myself from the tangle of bodies now surrounding and devouring my boy. He had two cocks in his ass, one in his mouth, one in each hand, and was already covered with cum, much of which I knew was POZ. I backed out of the room, completely overwhelmed by the raw sex show all around me. I climbed the stairs, providing an overview of the debauchery below. The twin bartenders were tag-teaming a muscle stud on the bar, and the POZ pornstar had five asses turned up in front of him. He would plow one hole for a few strokes and then move onto the next eager bottom. I was mesmerized, but still needed to catch my breath. The bathroom was the first door I opened, and I let myself in. I turned on the faucet and let the water run, seeing my face in the mirror. My cock was shiny from double-fucking my boy and stirring so much cum from other guys that my pubes were clotted with seed. I turned around and saw just how much George had abused my ass with his rough fucking. I pushed out and globs of his toxic load oozed out. I knew it was me in the mirror, but I was different: I was now a cumwhore. And I liked it. The door opened behind me. It was Brad, our hulking sexy hunk host. “You okay,” he asked, seeming genuinely concerned. I nodded. “You come up here hoping I would follow you?” I wasn’t sure myself what to answer. He approached me and wrapped his muscular arms around me with a tight bear hug. I melted into his furry pecs. He reached around and fingered my gaping hole. “Hope George wasn’t too rough on you. Let me soothe that burning hole for you…” Brad took my hand and let me through a connecting door to the master bedroom. There, on a huge king-sized bed, was my boy, ass up. Brad closed and locked the door behind me. “This way, we won’t be disturbed,” he remarked with a smile. The walls were glass on three sides, overlooking the beach and the ocean. It was a stunning view, but I knew anyone on the beach could look up and see what was happening upstairs. Brad positioned me down next to my boy, face in the mattress, ass up. He pressed the small of my back so it was arched. My boy reached over and held my hand as Brad dove in and started lapping at my hole, sucking out George’s cum, and chewing on me. He got me moaning, which my boy silenced by shoving his tongue down my throat. Brad pulled away from my ass and went to town on my boy’s much more open, much more cummy hole. He got a mouth full of strangers’ seed as he worked his fingers into my ass. He then pried me open and spit those loads into me. My boy might have gotten more dick, but I was quickly catching up to his load count. Brad fingered more cum out of my boy and smeared it onto his huge cock. He leaned forward, all of his masculine weight on my back, and chewed on my ear. “I’ve already bred your boy once, but he wanted to be here for this, sharing in your conversion…” I shivered as my boy reached over and jerked Brad’s cock with one hand, aiming it at my hole, as with the other he pried my cheeks apart so Brad could slip in without any difficulty. And so it was: my hole opened up and took every inch until I felt Brad bottom out. I’d never felt so full, or so resigned to something that I knew I wanted all along. Brad was gentle as he fucked me, with measured pace, and controlled rhythm. I sensed that he wanted this to last, but he might have taken longer because he had, after all, just POZZED my boy. His breathing became shallower and quicker, but his hips rocked forward at a steady pace. “I’m gonna breed you, seed you, convert you, change you forever, make you mine, own your pussy, just like all the others…” With that, he held his hips still, balls deep in me, firing off his POZ cum deeper into my guts than I had ever been bred before. My boy held my head, cradling me, and kissed me gently as Brad slowly withdrew. Brad climbed around and slipped his tool between our mouths, and we both dutifully sucked it clean. Kissing my boy around the cock that had just POZZED us both seemed so right, so natural. Brad bent down and tenderly kissed us both. He excused himself and my boy wrapped himself around me. Notwithstanding the noise from the party downstairs, we both nodded off, and awoke hours later as the sun was rising over the ocean. The house was silent, and only the sound of the waves on the shore filled the room. My boy kissed me, and took my hand as we got up, and tiptoed out of the house. We passed more than a dozen naked guys in the living room, all knocked out, many of them knocked up. We held hands as we walked down the beach, both naked and sore, but both very content with what had happened. We knew we could catch the first ferry to get into the city and see a doctor right away for PEP, but we didn’t. We sat on the shore as the sun climbed higher and higher, knowing that we’d be back at Brad’s getting bred, together, sooner rather than later.

My boyfriend and I scored an invite to this huge New Year’s Eve bash thrown by a gay couple in their late-forties/early-fifties. They had lots of money and used it to get beautiful, athletic college men to come over and get unbelievably drunk and high—guests at these parties are almost always in a fraternity and/or play a varsity sport. We thought we might get invited at some point—he’s in a fraternity and I made varsity swim team my first year—but guys typically did not start getting invited until their junior or senior year. So we were quite surprised when one of his fraternity brothers handed us both invites; we were just as surprised to learn that he was going with his roommate. They were both seniors and unbelievably hot. He was an all-american jock-type—captain of the lacrosse team, honor roll, that type; his roommate was on the wrestling team and had that perfect ass wrestlers get, which he loved to show off at any opportunity. “Congrats, boys. Now you get to play with the men—though I wonder if it might be the other way around.” He grabbed my ass as he said the last part, and gave me a wink as he walked away. The night of the party, we rode in the lacrosse stud’s SUV through the foothills outside Boulder. When we finally reached the house, it did not disappoint. It was this amazing glass structure with views of the front range from almost every room. And the party was unbelievable. Several hundred of the most beautiful college-aged men I’d ever seen were wandering through the house in various states of undress. We were offered drinks—and pills and lines—as soon as we walked in the door. I’ve always been a bit wary of any drug other than alcohol, so I was only drinking. But my bf and his frat brothers were happy to take anything that sounded fun. We lost his frat brothers for a while but eventually found them kissing by the pool wearing nothing but speedos. At first they were just casually making out but it quickly became very intense—and hot—with the roommate blowing the lacrosse team captain for a good fifteen minutes before stopping to say, “Take me home and fuck me, baby.” “How can I deny such a fucking stud?” the lacrosse captain said as he pushed his roommate—though it was probably more accurate to say his boyfriend or at least live-in fuck buddy—back down on his hard cock. He asked if were ready to leave, but it was only half past midnight and we wanted to stay bit longer. “I totally understand guys; let me find the hosts so we can figure this out.” He pulled out of his bud’s mouth and tried to stuff his very big dick into what was now a too small pair of speedos. He was back pretty quickly with the older of the hosts—a muscle-daddy type in his early fifties with dark hair just starting to turn gray and piercing blue eyes. “So you two don’t want to leave? I don’t blame you. I’m not sure anyone else is heading in your direction, but there’s an extra bedroom you can use.” As soon as we agreed to stay in the spare room, the two studs left to go back to the frat. “Apparently, they really wanted to fuck.” I said to the host. To which he responded, “Do you blame them?” which made us both laugh. Something my bf had taken was clearly kicking in—he was having trouble focusing and sweat was just pouring out of him. “Let’s find that room for you—I think he’s going to need somewhere to pass out before too long.” The host and I made small talk as we wandered through the party—he was incredibly charming and a bit flirtatious. He kept dropping hints that he would be happy to fill in for my boyfriend tonight since by this point we had to prop him up. The bedroom that he thought we could use already had guests in it—about a dozen guys watching as three boys were being fucked side by side at the end of the bed. When one of the tops shot their load another guy in the room would immediately take his place. “Looks like this room won’t work, but I can’t say that I’m sorry. This is one of the hottest scenes we’ve had at these parties—it would be wrong to stop it.” We stood in the doorway for a minute or so watching. The host was transfixed by the boy getting fucked in the center, who looked very young—almost too young. And he was getting fucked harder than the other two boys by a bigger dick—all the while begging for more. “How can he be asking for more and harder?” I asked quite incredulously. The host turned from the doorway stating simply, “Because he’s unfathomably high on t and g right now.” “That was our only unoccupied guest bedroom. We could see if anyone was willing to drive you down to Boulder, though I don’t think anyone that is still here would be sober enough to drive for some time. It might be possible to call a cab, but probably not on New Year’s Eve. Hmm… Well, we do have a couple of twin beds in our master bedroom that are not being used at the moment, though you may find it strange to sleep in them.” I must have had a very confused look on my face because he quickly explained they were for their two houseboys to store their clothing and supplies as well as to use as a place to sleep when for whatever reason they did not sleep in the big bed with the two of them. The host led us to a very nondescript door that turned out to be an elevator that would only activate with a 10 digit code. When the elevator doors opened we stepped into a very large, open space that almost had a warehouse feel to it. Except that instead of concrete walls it was all glass—somehow making it feel like the space was floating and that we were completely exposed to the world around us. The only actual walls on the entire floor were in the center near where the elevator opened up. As we walked around the space, it became clear that it had been designed for them as a space to live and work while also serving as one big sex playroom. We stopped by a fully stocked bar so he could get us drinks—but the whole area around the bar looked and felt like a sleazy leather bar. There was an area with slings and another with a couch facing a huge tv screen. Their bed was along one of the walls and was enormous—you could have easily fit six people in it. Somehow on each side of the elaborate bed frame there was a semi-private alcove with a twin mattress and shelves filled with clothing and supplies for fucking and playing—lubes, gear, underwear, clothing, dildos, and many things that I could not even imagine how one would be able to use during sex. “Ah, I told you it might be strange. Some of the more unusual toys and gears are on the other side, so let’s take your boyfriend there to sleep off whatever he took. And my husband loves frat boys so a naked one passed out in his bed is a nice way to start off the year.” He gave me a quick wink and threw my boyfriend over his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, which kind of turned me on. I followed him to the other side where the shelves were covered in leather and rubber gear, ropes and other restraints, and a bunch of other very specific looking equipment. “A lot of this is for piss play,” the host mentioned with an odd smile as he quickly stripped everything off my boyfriend and laid him ass up on the small bed in the space. “Very hot ass—you have excellent taste, boy.” I was a bit startled—but also turned on—when he called me “boy,” but I didn’t have much time to think about it before he was leading me back to other side of the bed. I was starting to feel really tired and had to fight to keep my eyes open. “I think I’m ready to get some sleep, if that’s okay.” I said before drifting off. When I woke up a few hours later, it was to the feeling of being fucked slowly and deeply by a very thick cock—stretching my hole to its limits. I had no idea who was fucking me and didn’t really remember where I was, so I started to look around a bit to see if I recognized anything. “Ah, my hot little boy is finally awake. Daddy’s been waiting for you—I think I gave you a bit too much g. You’ve been out for a few hours, but I couldn’t resist your ass.” It all came rushing back to me—the New Year’s Party at the two older guys house. Somehow I ended up in bed with one of them—but where was my boyfriend? I realized I could see everything because of mirrors on the ceiling and in the headboard, so I finally saw that it was the same muscle daddy from earlier who was fucking me now. I could see his partner having some fun on the other side of the bed, but wasn’t able to really concentrate on him or anything else because my ass was suddenly being pounded much harder and faster. It was starting to be too much when he went back to his long, slow strokes and whispered in my ear, “You have an amazing ass, boy—one that daddy needs to spend some time getting to know. I loved sliding inside you while you were passed out. I can’t wait to do it again and again and again.” He started to really pound me as he talked about knocking me out and fucking me over and over, causing me to start moaning and panting. And then he stopped just as abruptly as he started and pulled completely out of me. “I think it’s time we got you really fucked up, boy…”

I had an appointment with my Infectious Disease doctor last week and she told me that being undetectable consistently for 6 years I am probably one of the "safest" guys to have sex with and the possibility of me transmitting are extremely low.

'What the fuck did I just do?' I thought. I had just let a stranger fuck me bareback and now he just told me he had filled my ass with poz spunk. Fucking strangers bareback was like playing Russian roulette but a lot more fun. You never know if there was a live round in the chamber and now I had had a live round fired up my ass. I looked around the room wondering if they were all poz. "We're all toxic, cumbag and you're going to get at least one load from all of us. Check out the screen" and he pointed to a TV on the wall. It was my ass on the screen. He had written neg cunt for poz spunk with an arrow to my fuck hole. Then I saw someone make a mark for the first load. I started to say something but he had his cock up to my mouth telling me to lick it clean. His cock tasted like ass and cum and it was getting me even more excited. He growled "Smile fuck pig. This is a live cam show! Now, beg for more poz seed." Why was the thought of getting my ass used as cum dump for poz seed getting me so turned on? And doing it on a live cam show. All I knew was that I was craving to be fucked and pozzed, so I found myself responding "Yes, fuck my cunt with your poz infected cock and fill me up. Plant that bug deep in my ass. I want all your toxic poz sperm in my ass." Another cock was rammed up my ass. It hurt like hell but I loved it. "I've got a weeks worth of cum saved up for you, cumbag" he snarled as he rammed his hard rod deep into my fuck hole. Unbidden, words came from my lips: "Give it to me hard and deep. Fuck yeah, ram your poz infected fuck stick into my cunt and plant your seed good and deep! Bug my hole, you mother fucker! Fill my cunt with that satanic toxic poz spunk." His pace slowed as he let out a deep guttural moan and I felt his balls release their full load of spunk in my ass. I reached between my legs and squeezed his balls, commanding "Every last drop, mother fucker!" I kept his balls in a firm grip until he was thoroughly drained. He came around and presented his cum-and-ass-slime coated cock for me to clean-up. Which, of course, I did. Even as I did so, however, another cock had been shoved up my ass. It must have been huge and I gasped. As I was trying to catch my breath someone else went down on his knees in front of me, spread his ass cheeks, and commanded me saying "Lick my fuck hole, you faggot pig." I started licking his ass probing it with my tongue. He pulled away for a second so I could get a look at his fuck hole. A bio hazard tattoo surrounded his fuck hole, the tissue of which was swollen and had obviously been fucked a lot. He pushed his ass back into my face. "Lick my toxic bug infected hole, yeah, get your tongue in good and deep." His ass was sweaty and strongly smelled, so I hesitated, but when he grunted "Clean my shit hole good you faggot fuck pig," I slid my tongue in his hole, even as my ass was being pounded hard and deep. Some one grabbed my head and thrust a cock into my face, saying "Spit on that fuck stick and lube it up." I did as I was told. It was a nice cock about seven inches in length. There was a scorpion tattoo on the top of the shaft and lightning bolt tattoos on the sides. The shaft was thick but the head was huge. I started to put it in my mouth to suck on it but he pulled away saying "Not yet bitch. You can lick it after I fuck that sperm dump you been lickin'." With that he straddled the guy whose ass I had been licking and pushed the big cock head into the toxic fuck hole. He had to push hard to get that monster cock head in but finally he managed and his whole cock slid in up to his balls which were bigger than any balls I've ever seen on a man. "Now lick my balls while I dump my toxic seed in this cum dump." I did as I was told licking his huge sweaty balls. The guy pounding his cock in my cum pit slowed his pace and held it in as deep as he could get as his balls released a torrent of hot toxic sperm deep in side my fuck canal. I could feel his cock head pulse over and over again as he just kept squirting more and more of bug infected cum up my ass. I could feel his hot seed running down my balls as it leaked out past his cock with each pulse. Someone wiped the cum off my balls and smeared it all around the ass, balls and cock that were in my face. Greedily I consumed it all. No sooner was the spent cock withdrawn from my cunt was it was replaced by another that felt like it was almost as large as the previous cock. Meanwhile the bull who had his ass in my face let out a moan and emptied his balls into that toxic bug hole, moaning "Oh fuck that feels good." Then he withdrew his cock and presented his slimy, cum and ass juice covered cock, for me to clean-up. As I took it into my mouth I noticed he was still drooling cum as he ordered "Time for you to give some back fuck pig! Stick your negative cock in that poz bug pit." Now I just love sticking my cock in a cum filled fuck hole but I also love licking cum from a freshly fucked ass. There was cum dripping out of his fuck hole and it just looked so fucking hot. I leaned forward to lick it but was grabbed roughly. "What the fuck do you think you're doing piggy? Did you hear anyone ask you to lick that poz pit? Don't worry you'll get as much bug juice to drink as you can handle! Now, fuck that bug hole!" I straddled him and slid my cock up his infested cum pit. This left my ass exposed and I was immediately rewarded with another cock in my ass. "Ohh fuck yes" I gasped, adding "Fuck me with another poz infected dick, man. Fuck me! Bug my hole with your poz injector death stick." "You like that AIDS maker in your ass faggot?" "Yes, infect me with your AIDS bug!" My cock was ass deep in poz ass as my own ass was being pounded. I pushed back against the cock in my ass so I could work my own cock in and out of the bug hole I was fucking. Each time I pushed my cock in I could feel the bug infected poz cum being forced up inside my dick. I imagined millions of poz bugs clambering to get inside me to feed on my balls from the inside. The pozzer in my ass rammed his cock in balls deep and ground it around in circles. The guy I was fucking was pushing back so I couldn't move in and out of his ass. He tightened his ass on my cock as I felt the fuck stick in my ass start to pulse and I knew I was getting another load of faggot death in my ass. The sensations were so intense. This was the most incredible sex I had ever had. I felt the cum in my balls boiling and ready to erupt. "Oh my fucking God" I grunted as I unleashed burst after burst of my cum into the poz-infected fuck pit.

I’ve been gay for as long as I can remember and have let the world know since I was 16. I’m 19 now and bored and a little horny. It was a Wednesday night and I wanted to get laid, all my friends were out of town or busy doing homework or other things. It was mid-September and I had finished up all my homework from my college courses for the day. I began Browsing CL and saw a add in men seeking Men labeled “Subjects Wanted-survey -25 (Podunk)” I clicked on it: Subjects Wanted-survey -25 (Podunk) Grad student looking for test subjects for research of a sexual nature for more info please respond with “Test “ in subject line with stats and pic all will be responded to many will be selected. Sounded interesting but I continued on to find one that read “Rainbow fuck fest – 25 (Podunk)” I clicked on it as well: Rainbow fuck fest – 25 (Podunk) Grad student looking for test subjects for research of a sexual nature for more info please respond with “Test “ in subject line with stats and pic all will be responded to many will be selected. Subjects will be asked to fill out survey and make commitment to scheduled Bi-monthly sessions. Not for the faint of heart or weak willed. I was intrigued so I responded with my current face pic and my stats 19, 165# 6’2” Blonde/green uncut 8” . I thought what the hell. I came upon an ad for a 20 something looking to get his rocks off and responded to him a well. Almost immediately got a response from the kid and he gave me his cell phone number and asked me to text him. We exchanged a couple text and made plans to meet up at a coffee shop not too far from my dorm room. He was hotter in person than his CL pic and I almost immediately got hard. He was about 5’11” maybe 145# and very athletically built. He also had a promising budge in his shorts. We chit chatted for a few got a latte and he was all nervous so I asked him if he had a place to go and he said he did so I said lets go. We walked a few blocks and he lead me down an alley behind one of the campus buildings, we got to the loading dock and he swiped a keycard across the reader and the door popped open. He lead me down the darkened hallway to a small room that overlooked a large teaching auditorium. As the door closed behind us he turned me around and pinned me against the door and we started passionately kissing as we striped away each other’s clothes. His lips and tongue were all over my body as we thrashed around on the small couch that adorned one of the walls facing the class room. He got between my legs and began sucking down my thick uncut cock and licking my balls It felt so right. He lifted my legs to his shoulders and he began rimming my almost virgin hole, I had been fucked a few times but was mostly a top as It was uncomfortable to me to have a guy’s cock invade my private space. His tongue on the other hand felt great as it worked its way into my anal ring and got the hole real sloppy. He got up, laid me back on the couch as he then pulled my legs over the top of me so my hole was looking at the ceiling and his cock slid past my lips his nine inches or so wasn’t real thick but it was a mouthful he continued to rim my hole while feeding me his cock, as he began fingering my hole getting it even more loose. He pulled his cock from my mouth and without letting me down circled around and stepped up on the couch then slid his raging hard cock along my crack and moist puckering hole. He angled his cock down and slipped in the head, I stopped him and asked for a condom, He said he rather do it raw but for this time He would put one on since we didn’t know each other. It didn’t occur to me that he might try to stealth me but he reached in my pants pocket and pulled out one of the condoms I had brought. He said he didn’t bring any because these things for him didn’t usually get this far as most guys who respond just don’t appeal to him or end up Cuming before the fucking began. I figured he probably was stretching the truth and usually barebacked his fuck mates. He seemed caring and genuine so as he slipped the condom on and then into my hole. I hurt at first then just gave me a feeling of being full, He slowly began sliding in and out then picked up his pace slamming his cock deep in my hole . My shoulders began aching and he could see the discomfort in my face so without pulling out he rotated me around on the couch so I was lying flat and he was standing over me as he continued to fuck my hole. It was the first time I could remember really enjoying getting fucked. We continued to fuck and in this new position he was able to lean over and kiss me and play with my nipples, my cock was rock hard even though I had a cock pounding my insides, I normally go flaccid when getting fucked but this guy was really getting my motor running. We were kissing when he tensed up and shoot into the tip of the condom filling the reservoir. He held his cock in me and let it soften before pulling out. We kissed some more and he said he wanted for me to fuck him, I had only brought one condom but he said no problem, carefully pulled off the rubber asked me to pour the contents on his hole and then slid the rubber on my fat shaft. I worked his cum into his hole and the inside of the condom slick with his spunk provided lube for me as well I worked my cock into his cum slick hole and began ridding him doggie style. I started out slow and gentle but quickly became fast and furious fucking him hard and pounding my hot cock into his insides. I was about to blow my wad and there was nothing I could do to stop the flow as the tip of the condom gave way and my head slid out the end and I filled his hole with my pent up man juice and DNA. I apologized for Cuming in his hole and he just said it happens sometimes, he gave me his email address and said we should get together again as he really liked what we did together. I laughed and said I really enjoyed him as well. He lead me out of the building and I returned to my dorm room. When I got back to my dorm room I clicked on my computer and sent him a thank you as well as texting him. I know it was weird but I’m just that polite. I checked my mail and had a message back from the grad researcher: “Thank you for responding to my ad on CL. I am a second year grad student researching sexual behaviors of the adult male in an all-male setting. If you are interested please print the following participant release and sign it as well as printing this e-mail and bring it along with you to the following address on September 30th at between 8:00 and 8:10 please be prompt as this is a scientific survey and experiment 24367 Gallant Way Podunk This sounded like it could be fun so I wrote to my new sex buddy and said he should see if they could use him as well. To be continued- the survey

Pandora's Box Pure fiction! I was on my way home from work one Saturday night when I passed by my favorite book store, which by chance, I hadn't visited for quite some time. I was pleasantly surprised to see the parking lot was full, so I decided to take a look around. Entering the store, I knew I would need some one dollar bills to feet the video machines, so I approached the man seated on a stool behind the counter to break the twenty that was in my pocket. The clerk was stocky, had a big beer belly and, to my amazement, was naked from the waist down, and he had been stroking a nice, big, fat cock. It turns out he had been watching a bareback video of a group of men gangbanging a guy. "Private party tonight. We're closed." He looked me up and down his eyes settling on my crouch which was starting to bulge. I didn't look up as my gaze was focused on his cock. Something about his brazen behavior encouraged me to comment "Damn, I was really looking forward to sucking some cock tonight," adding "That's a hot video you're watching. Makes me wish I was getting fucked bareback by all those cocks." "You got any stds?" he asked. "Been tested?" "No, and yes, I'm clean" I replied. "Show me" he said. He could tell I was confused by his order, so he added "Take of your clothes and show me your cock and ass." Now I hesitated, not sure if he was joking. "You said you wished you we're getting gangbanged bareback so let me see if you look like the kind of fuck pig we like." I've only been fucked a few times and the thought of getting used by more than one guy had my cock straining to get loose. Although I'm over 60 I'm still in very good shape. I keep my ass, balls and cock shaved and I'm always being told how sexy I am. "I'm told I am very fuckable." I was wearing only a pair of gym shorts, a tee shirt and sneakers, so I slipped my shorts down and my seven inch cock was already sticking straight out. I am naturally smooth and have almost no hair from my neck to my crotch. The clerk definitely approved as his cock jumped to full attention. I bent over and spread my ass cheeks, giving him a view of my little brown fuck hole. No sooner had I done this than he spat in his palm and lubed-up my ass, massaging my hole with his index finger, probing deeply, and then offering me his finger to suck. "Lick bitch," he ordered as he stuck it in my mouth. I did as I was told. His finger, of course, smelled and tasted like my ass. I greedily sucked away. He apparently liked what I was offering 'cause he remarked "The fuck pig who was supposed to be here tonight didn't show so you get to take his place," adding "There are about 15 guys back the back now with more on the way." "Has everyone been tested for HIV?" I asked. "Positively" he replied. "We want to treat that negative cunt of yours properly," as he picked up a black felt marker and briefly wrote on my ass cheeks. "What are you writing?" I asked. "'Bareback fuck pig' and 'Cum here' with an arrow to your fuck hole. We want to make sure everyone knows you want your ass filled with spunk." "Now we need something nasty for your face". "How about", "clean your fuck stick here" with an arrow to your mouth? "Fuck stick AND ass cleaner". I suggested. "You are a nasty little faggot fuck pig aren't you". "I am" I replied. He used the market to write the message on my face. Well let's not keep them waiting. Leave your shorts and shirt here. You won't be needing them. Lose your shoes and socks as well". We went back past the video booths to the end of the hall and through a door into a large dimly lit room. There were 4 large screen tvs on the far wall providing the only illumination in the room. I was unable to see anything except the tvs. One was showing a compilation of asses oozing cum. Another was showing a gang bang scene, muscle tops barebacking a twink. The third was a compilation of ass to mouth action. The fourth screen was almost black but I could vaguely make out what looked like a short tall bench. "Fresh meat boys" my guide said. What the fuck am I doing I thought? I'm about to fuck God knows how many strangers bareback, suck strangers cocks and lick asses. I'd never fucked more than one cock at a time and I had no idea if my ass was up for the pounding it was going to get. Oh well, what the fuck, at least they had all been tested. I'd been very lucky as I always let anybody fuck me bareback. "Where'd you get him?" Someone asked. "Totally shaved just like we like them". "The dumb pig cum bucket just walked in". "Said anyone could fuck his negative cunt bareback as long as they were tested". "Wants to rim our asses to". "If they are clean" I added. "Oh we will make sure they are cleaned properly". "What about lube? I didn't bring any". "We got any of our special lube? "Yeah, it was a very busy day in the video booths. " Everyone laughed. "It's edible, smells and taste like cum. I've loaded it into this squirting dildo. What do you think?" He held a cock shaped dildo up to my face and pressed a plunger at the bottom. A clear liquid oozed from from the hole in the tip of the phalanx. It smelled like cum. I licked it and it tasted like cum. "Wow! Smells and tastes like the real thing". "Bend over Cumbag"."Time to lube your cum pit". I bent over and he placed the dildo at the opening of my joy hole. He depressed the plunger as he worked the dildo into my cock pit. He would push it in pull it out, squirt some more lube on the opening then push it in again until he finally had all 6 inches of the dildo in my fuck hole. "Fuck that feels good". "I think I'm ready for the real thing. " He pulled it out and stuck it in my mouth. It tasted like cum and shit hole. "Lick it clean pig". "Now face down on the fuck bench". There were rails along the side for my knees and with my knees up close to my chest it left my fuck hole fully exposed and open to be fucked. The bench was supported by a hydraulic piston on each end which allowed it to be raised or lowered to get either of my fuck holes to the right height. "Ready to get your ass bred?" I nodded. "Beg for it. " "Fuck my ass.""Pump it full of cum"."seed it deep with your spunk" No sooner had I spoken then a cock was rammed hard into my man cunt. "You like that cock in your faggot cum dump cunt" "Fuck yes, it feels so fucking good". "Fuck me hard and deep. Breed my fuck hole". "You like getting fucked by a strangers bareback?" "Yes use me like a piggy sissy boy cum bucket" He started hammering my hole hard and deep. "Beg for it cunt, beg to be fucked hard and deep". "Yes, fuck me hard and deep. Drain your balls". "I want all your cum deep inside my ass". "How did bareback a cum dump pussy boy like you keep from getting the bug?" "Only let hiv negative guys fuck me". I replied. I had to admit fucking strangers bareback with the very real possibility of getting pozed was a turn on. The danger just added to the thrill. " His thrusts were slowing down and he moved cock side to side and up and down as he ground his hard throbbing cock inside my fuckhole. "Well here's your first load of poz spunk you dumbass Cumbag ". A chant of "Poz the cunt"rose from the group of men surrounding us. My own cock was getting even harder. "Look at his cock" someone said. "It likes poz cum". The guy with his cock buried in my ass let out a deep guttural moan and I could feel his cock head swell as he released a huge load of his demon seed deep in my bowels. He kept his cock there until all his poz spunk had been drained in my fuck hole. To be continued.

DJ’s first load in my ass felt like a firehose had gone off, and one full of hot water at that. Oh the joys of being fucked by a 20-year old with a big nine-incher. Like father, like son. I had not been ‘home’, the town where I had grown-up for almost 25 years. There were too bad memories there, but the one bright spot in my life had been Danny and his family who took me in when life at my own house got too bad to take. Danny was two years my senior and, as he had five sisters, he treated me like the brother he never had. I had known Danny and his family all my life and at the age of ten started going to their house a couple of times a week, usually after school or before church meetings. Soon I was staying there on weekends also, and was spending correspondingly less and less time at my own house. By the age of 14 I was living full-time with Danny and his family. The first time I played truth-or-dare with Danny I was 10, and over the years our exploration and experimentation evolved and continued, but it was not something we ever discussed beyond those furtive minutes, late at night in the bedroom which Danny and I shared. I was just finishing up my senior year in high-school when I turned 18 and Danny returned from a short stint in jail – wrong place at the wrong time sort of thing, but it changed him. He was now Daniel, not Danny, and seemed angry and frustrated and often sneaked out to the barn to smoke and drink not caring that his parents knew and how much it hurt them. I missed our time together and, being a good church kid, I hated his drinking and smoking, even as I found I still missed Danny, and found myself trying to spend time with him. But he always told me to leave him alone – until one night. Danny’s – well Daniel’s – parents had gone out of town and it was just us in the house. Daniel had a bottle of some kind of liquor and was doing shots and offered one to me. I refused, but Daniel said, “Just like always, you being the good-fucking son, the one they really want, while I’m the bad one, right? You like that don’t you?” I was hurt, shocked, but also realized what he said was true, so took the glass, gulped the liquor, and staggered as it hit me. Shit! My Christian values fell away as what I wanted more was to be with Daniel again and at that moment was willing to do anything. A couple shots later and I was feeling no pain, but Daniel’s pain only seemed worse. I did not know how to broach the fact I wanted to suck him as he had always been the one to set those rules, but then he suddenly asked “You ever fucked someone? No, I know you haven’t. Wanna fuck me?” I didn’t know what to say as Daniel got undressed, got on his hands and knees on the bed with his ass pointed my way. My dick was rock hard so I fumbled out of my clothes, grabbed the lotion he handed me, and followed his directions on what to do. Soon I was fucking Daniel at a steady pace and while I knew my dick was not all as big as Daniel’s, it seemed to make him happy and within a couple minutes he yelled “OH SHIT – LOOK WHAT YOU DID – YOU MADE ME CUM!” Daniel immediately pulled away, grabbed the bottle, got dressed and left. He didn’t come back home that night, but the next night after we started drinking again, Daniel let me suck him off, and everything seemed okay again. I remember him saying how he just thought of some hot blonde chick on his dick when I sucked him and how much that hurt and I wanted him to just enjoy that it was me, like I did it to please him. Anyways, I swallowed several of his hot loads during the course of that summer before I left for college. Daniel also moved away, and life took us far apart. We chatted on the phone once or twice when he was visiting his parents and I happened to call, but beyond that I did not see or hear from Daniel in over 25 years. I knew from his mom he had in that time had a fling, sired a son, been in and out of trouble, and finally had moved back to our hometown where he seemed to settle down into a quiet, bachelor life. Then I received a call from Daniel's sister, notifying me Daniel’s mom had died, and asking if I could attend the funeral. I said I would and then she told me that with so many kids and grandkids coming to town space was tight, but that Daniel had room and wanted me to stay with him. My heart raced, my ass twitched, I stammered okay, hung up and made my plans. I was so nervous. So much had changed, not only had I embraced the bottom in me, the bottom who ended up poz and got fucked raw as much as I could. No one at home knew about me, and I still jacked off thinking about Daniel, but what could I do? I got on the plane, flying to the nearest airport, which was a three hour dive to my hometown. Upon arriving in the town, I found Daniel lived in a trailer, and when I knocked on the door, there was Daniel, who, although 25 years older, still looked like the same Daniel I knew so long ago. “Hey bro,” Daniel said as he grabbed me in a bear hug and pulled me inside the trailer. “How the fuck you been? Mom’s told me all about the crazy shit you be doing, your job, and places you travelled, wow, wicked stuff huh?” His big grin, those green eyes, same mop of brown hair and big bulge in his pants made me melt and become a giddy teen all over again who wanted nothing more than to please him. “Umm, yeah, been good man, you?” I managed to get out. The next few hours were spent reminiscing about growing up, and me being evasive about my personal life. It was finally time for dinner at his sister’s house with the whole family, so he drove us down in his truck and I spent the next few hours in more hell, and without a drink to be found. Once dinner ended, we drove back to Daniel’s trailer and I was wiped from the long day of travel and having to deal with all this homecoming shit. Daniel told me to get comfortable, I could have the back bedroom, and when I came out in my shorts and t-shirt, there he was with his shirt off, just a pair of Haines tighty-whities and two glasses in his hand with a big smile. “Come on bro, time to chill, OK?” he said. I nervously took the glass, sipped what seemed to be almost straight vodka, coughed, while Daniel laughed and said, “You still an uptight Christian boy? Seems like I remember a few times you didn’t mind drinking?” I blushed, almost choked, and said, “Umm, beer is more my thing.” Daniel kept filling my glass as we chatted and I was not sure if it was the vodka or me, but I could swear his dick had grown in his briefs. My mind was spinning and suddenly Daniel was standing in front of me, his dick pulled through the hole in his briefs and I heard him say, “Truth or Dare?” FUCK! I had taken some big dick, and learned long ago that what I thought was big when I was 18 was far from it, but his big uncut dick still impressed and called to me, and the large drop of precum just balanced on the tip of dick made me lick my lips. “Truth,” I said. I was so fucking scared, and while part of me craved to be with him again, I did not want folks at home to know about me. “OK,” Daniel said looking thoughtful, “How many dicks have you sucked?” What the fuck? I did not expect that and guess it was the vodka talking when I blurted, “More than I can remember or count.” Daniel laughed loud and deep, wagged his dick at me with one hand making that drop of precum fall on my knee as he asked, “OK, truth again, how many guys you let fuck you?” Well that took me aback. Daniel had never fucked me, I had just sucked him off, but again I blurted out “More than I can remember or count.” Daniel set his drink on the 1980’s brass and glass coffee table, pulled his shorts down, and said, “Bend over, this one counts.” I froze, I didn’t know what to. After what seemed like forever Daniel bent over, nibbled on my ear and said, “I know. I’ve been watching your ass slut around online in DC for years now. The internet is a wonderful thing. I may be country white trash but I know how to use the web. I also know you are POZ, but don’t worry, I’m just going to recharge you, as I have been poz since my stint in jail and fuck, probably gave it to you, now GET THE FUCK UP AND TAKE THIS DICK – I’VE BEEN WAITING TO FUCK YOU FOR TOO LONG!” In a stupor I stood up, pulled my shorts down, and soon Daniel was fucking me like I had always imagined, deep, raw, and with a hot poz load. Daniel shot several loads into me, including one in the back yard with me bent over his picnic table. I was afraid we would be caught, but he reminded me we were in the middle of fucking no where, so I needed to simply take his load. Relaxing my hole, I milked his dick, and took every drop. The night ended with me in Daniel’s bed, his dick in my ass, his last load of the night seeping into my raw hole. I woke up a few times during the night and Daniel’s dick was still nestled at my hole, hot, sticky, just waiting. At the first crack of dawn, as the morning light glistened off the dew on the windows, I pushed my ass back onto Daniel’s dick to let him know I was ready for another load. Daniel’s hard dick was soon dripping precum up my wet hole as I sat on him, riding him hard, my legs straddled over his hips, my hands on his chest for leverage. Just as we were wild and freaky I heard a noise and stopped cold. “Hey Pops, what’s up?” a voice boomed as the bedroom door banged open and I froze, staring at Daniel, or what/who Daniel was a long time ago. Daniel laughed as our intruder proceeded to casually sit on the edge of the bed with a smile that said “GOTCHA!” I rolled off Daniel’s dick onto the farthest side of the bed, wrapping the sheet around me, as Daniel yanked the sheet away and said, “Fuck man, this is DJ, don’t worry, DJ has been looking forward to your visit.” DJ? Daniel Jr.? Shit! I had never met Daniel’s son, but here he was in the flesh and the duplicate copy of his father. DJ held out his hand and said, “Please don’t get up on my account. Knowing Pops, he’s been up in your ass all night.” I shook DJ’s hand, shrunk back on, my side of the bed as Daniel grunted, and started to roll towards the side of the bed as DJ stood up and started to undress. I lifted myself up on my left arm to object when Daniel paused, leaned back towards me and said in a voice laced with eagerness while nodding toward’s his son, “I’m going to make breakfast. You’re going to need some protein after DJ here is done. Trust me, this boy puts my fucking to shame, and I have been training that dick for years. He’s bigger than me, fucks harder and longer, and cums twice as much, so does his Poppa proud.” As Daniel made his way out to the kitchen, DJ walked to the end of the bed, climbed up, pushed my legs backs, lined his big cut dick with my hole and said, “Pops has always said you were the one that got away, not no more, no, now let me in there and see what the old man has left behind!”

Got fucked by a guy from Craigslist tonight. Anon. If I had to guess, his cock was about 7" or so. Didn't get a good look at his face, but probably in his 20s or 30s. I think he was latino. After about 10 minutes of him fucking me, he started going pretty fast, then whispered "I'm gonna cum..." and he came in my ass. He had a big load, I could feel how wet it was. He fucked me a bit with his cum-pumping cock and then pulled out when he was done loading me up. I dressed and left. I walked out of his apartment with my ass wet with his cum, even after wiping some of it off, I was soaked with it. What a great fuck he gave me. We said all of 4 words to each other. Don't know the first thing about him. Hope maybe he'll want to do it again someday. Fucking hot.

Not long ago I accidentally snorted a nostril full of the stuff as I was not holding the bottle. I find it hot when a guy sticks a bottle under my nose and closes one nostril for me, but in this case we were not quite in sync and I would up with it up my nose. It does burn like the others have mentioned. Other than that I've never had issues such headaches. I fucking love getting poppered up and going at it.

My daddy wanted to test me so I stopped eating for 5 days (was only allowed milk) and used enemas to make sure there was nothing left in me. Then he bred me 5 times in one day and demand i keep it all in till i next needed the toilet, which was 3 days later cause i didn't eat till the end of the 6th day. He sometimes tries to sleep with his dick still inside me so nothing can get out =p Love it when I'm full of his seed, feels like it's being absorbed into and becoming a part of me =)

Let's just file this one under fiction, okay? 'Cause I'd die if people knew what happened to me. I guess it all started a few weeks ago. I was on a4a and received a message from a hot hung dude. Let's call him Tommy. In my entire life I had never before seen so stunningly gorgeous a man, and his dick was perfection. Then I read his status: poz. Although he was amazingly good looking, I thought about it, and held-off on responding to his message. A couple of days later he messaged me again and asked if I was his type. I didn't want to be rude, so I told him I thought he was hot but I don't play with poz guys. Well, to make a long story short, he made an interesting proposition that was hard to ignore. Or maybe I couldn't ignore it because I was hard? Ehh .. who knows. To make a long story short, he ended up at my place and his dick was starting to enter me. In all honesty I was a little freaked out: a poz dick was about to enter my hole. This was definitely a first. But, I remembered Tommy's assurance that he would only 'shallow fuck' me and this was very safe. His plan was to very slowly work his fat dick into my hole and then very slowly and very gently fuck me with just the tip of his massive cock. He explained to me that it could feel better than being fucked hard and deep because all of the sensations are magnified when the top goes slow. And damn, was he right! Not only was his cock the biggest I had ever had in my ass, he also entered my ass more slowly than any big cock had ever fucked me before. When we started, I honestly thought it would hurt like hell, but he used a massive amount of lube and, true to his word, was very gentle. The problem was that it felt way to good. He didn't need to ask me. I'm sure my moans told him all he needed to hear. "How's that feeling?" he whispered into my ear. All I could do was answer with more moans and gasps. "Okay," he said, "we should probably stop now. I'm glad you enjoyed it." Then, he stopped and withdrew. Almost involuntarily I found myself pleading "Please, put it back in!" He kissed the back of my neck and replied "Gosh, I love fucking your hot bubble butt, but, I'm liking it too much," adding as he rubbed my crack with his cock, "and I'm worry you will like it too much and that I'll turn you into a chaser." I just wanted to get fucked more. II heard about bug chasers before. Those were stupid crazy people. I'm not one of them. "Please just a little more,"I pleaded. Tommy complied, saying "Okay, but I have to go just a little deeper. If I don't, I might pop out; the real difficulty is in the penetration. I have to make sure that I stay in your hole." That kinda made sense, I reasoned. I felt him slide it back in. Oh God! It felt beyond fantastic. My ass was stretching wide, but it didn't burn like most tops make me feel. "Fuck, that's deep!" I shrieked. Tommy assured me that it was only half-way in. "You're taking it well." And the brief painful jabbing sensation I had just felt was immediately replaced by a warm pleasant sensation. His pace was much quicker than the slow shallow strokes with which he had started. Now each stroke was more forceful, and brought me even more intense pleasure. Tommy whispered into my ear, "we should probably stop soon before I lose control. Unless you want a load of poz cum deep inside you." He drove his cock deeper into me as if to emphasize how far he was invading my hole at that point. The rational part of my brain told me that I needed to stop, but, it felt so wonderful. My orgasm was building. And I didn't want the pleasure to stop. All I could do was moan in response. Tommy tried to remind me that I was making a bad decision. "I can tell you're loving this, but, if you don't tell me to stop, I'll blast my poz cum inside your ass. Is that what you really want?" He then picked up his pace as if he knew the answer I couldn't say aloud. Oh my god. Why didn't I say stop? Was it because it felt amazing? Or did I maybe want a poz load in me? Wait, am I a bug chaser? Tommy was pounding me hard and deep now. I felt his balls slap against my taint. The sensations were overwhelming. I couldn't think straight. No, I'm not a bug chaser. But, fuck .. it felt so good! I just wanted him to keep fucking me. That's all. When I heard my voice demand he 'Fuck me', somehow it seemed like someone else had given the order. He paused for a moment. "Oh, you love this big dick inside you huh?" Why was he teasing me now. "Yes, fuck me!" I blurted out. My orgasm was so close. I needed him to continue. I pulled at his legs to show the urgency I felt. He slowly resumed pace and gave me one final warning "this big poz dick is gonna give you AIDS," as his pace picked-up. Oh fuck! Oh fuck! He was assailing my hole. I felt my balls tighten and I could feel his dick grow tight. My hole was being destroyed with each thrust, but I couldn't let it end. I couldn't believe the words that came out of my mouth as I started to jerk my cock, "I don't care! Fuck me! Fuck me!" I was so close to cumming. A voice in the back of my head was telling me "you're becoming a chaser." Or wait, did Tommy say that? I couldn't think clearly. But, all I could say before I came was "shoot your poz cum in me! Give me AIDS!" I felt a his cock twitch and pumping, and even as he did, another voice in the back of my head was telling me 'he's shooting poz cum into your ass'. And I didn't care. In fact, I loved it and blurted out "Yes! Fuck yes!" just as I shot my own load into my stomach. I could still feel Tommy pulsating inside my as as I shot more cum than I ever had in my life. Tommy collapsed beside me. As the seconds passed I came to reality. Holy shit, what I had I done?

It was getting really late, I'd had a few beers, and I kept trying to meet Tim's gaze, but he was firmly sitting on his daddy's lap, and barely paying attention to me. It had been a good night - I'd surprised myself by having a good time, but it was getting to the point where I should really head on home. Tim and his daddy, however, were basically making out on one of the three couches in the large living room like they couldn't breathe without each other. I tried not to notice how the older man's hand was down the back of Tim's shorts. They'd been together a couple of weeks, and - like always - Tim had thrown himself full force into their relationship. I'd learned more about his sex life in the last few weeks than I'd known about my own. It wasn't that Tim had bad taste - far from it - if I was honest with myself, I was far more attracted to Tim's boyfriend Bill than was Tim himself. Tim was like me - a college kid, slim, handsome enough (I guess), and lean and toned from a mix of the gym and the basketball court, but the guy with his hand down his shorts was bigger, about two decades older (at least), with a short cropped beard and buzz-cut that made me think of a soldier or something. He was thick armed, thick chested, and if he had a bit of a gut, it suited him. Bill was masculine, to say the very least, as were most of his friends. I knew Tim had met Bill at a local gay pub - one that generally sported older guys rather than guys our age - but I wasn't entirely sure on the rest of the details of their relationship. Or at least, not outside the bedroom. Inside the bedroom, I knew a lot about it, including Bill's propensity for ropes and knots, handcuffs, spanking, and a whole other list of stuff that made my stomach react. Not necessarily in a queasy way, either. Every time I saw him, I couldn't help but wonder what it might be like to be tied up and at his mercy. I tried not to imagine his hands down my shorts. I was on one of the other two couches, beside another couple - Robert and Andrew - who had apparently been together about a decade, and had known Bill for about that long. They were almost mirror images of each other - stocky guys with shaved heads and short goatees - Andrew was blond to Robert's dark hair - and they even sported identical wife-beaters, which made it obvious that Robert was the hairier of the two. On the third couch was another of Tim's buds from school, Mark, who I didn't know very well - they had one class together, but I hadn't hung out with him much. He was a bit of a geek, glasses and all, and skinnier than us. I think he helped Tim with his essays, and Tim, in turn, tried to get him to go out a bit more. When Tim had invited us to this party, I'm sure Mark hadn't clued in that most of the guests - us excluded - would be Bill's age, which was why he looked so uncomfortable on the couch between the two guys who'd been talking to him for the last hour or so, heavy on the teasing and flirting. I wasn't sure if they were a couple or not. One was Mac, the other they called Big Al. Mac was - if I'd heard correctly - a corrections officer at the local jail. He had the look for it, he was definitely fit, and thickly so, and his voice was deep and I had no trouble imagining him directing others with it - upon pain of consequence. Big Al was definitely that - he wasn't a gym guy, but a power-lifter. His arms were massive, but his gut wasn't far behind. He had a bushy beard and a loud laugh. Big Al had just wrapped one huge arm around Mark and given him a sudden and tight hug, laughing about how "adorable and shy" he was when I decided I maybe needed to offer a rescue. When he'd invited me to the party, Tim had taken me aside and offered this advice: "Listen. Bill really wants you guys to come, but you know what Mark can be like. If the conversation dies, just ask 'em how they all met. They love to tell that story." So, since the time seemed ripe for a diversion, I blurted out the question "How did you guys all meet?" Big Al let go - Mark offered me a quick glance of thanks and pushed his glasses back onto his nose - and then laughed again. "Was it the key party?" he asked, looking over at Bill. Bill stopped sucking on Tim's face, and smiled. "Shit. I think it was. Us three, anyway," he said, pointing at Big Al and Mac. "A key party?" Mark asked, clearly not understanding the reference. Bill smiled and Tim squirmed a little against Bill's hand. I had no doubt at least one finger was roaming. Bill grinned, and raised his eyebrows in a bit of a leer at Mark. "Everyone tossed their keys into a bowl or a bag. You reach in, pull out a set, and that was who you played with." Mark blinked, and naïvely responded "Played with?" I felt my face blush as I got it. Big Al leaned in close to Mark's ear. "Sucked dick," he said, "or fucked. Y'know. Played. Back in the day it was all about fucking around, spunk everywhere." Mark blushed crimson, and Mac rubbed him on the head, messing up his hair. "Shit, I remember those," Robert said beside me, and Andrew chimed in with a smirk saying "Yeah, I'm sure you do." Bill smiled, and leaning forward just a bit, he reached into the front pocket of his jeans, and with some effort, pulled out his keys. He held them up, jingling. Tim laughed. "Seriously, honey?" He sounded nervous, or a little scared. His smile was nearly manic. I felt my stomach clench. "Uh," Mark said. "Aw, come on," Big Al said, and pulled out his own keys. "Trust me, kid. We had a lot of fun in those days." "Still do," Robert said, and reached into his jeans. Andrew swatted him on the shoulder, but it was half-hearted, and he was smiling. "I don't know," Mark responded, sounding positively squirrely. "Fine," Tim said, surprising me with his vehemence. He slid off Bill's lap - and Bill's hand came free of his shorts - and he left the room long enough to return with a large bowl, and his keys in hand. I stared, stunned, as he put them in the bowl and placed it on the table in the middle of the room. Tim looked at me. "It's up to you guys," he said, and his voice was even and a little strange. "Seriously. I take no responsibility." His smile was still tight, and a little tense. Mac leaned forward and tossed in his keys, as did Big Al. And Robert. Andrew got up and went for his jacket. Mark stared at me. My stomach was doing little flips. "You that eager to maybe have me fuck one of your friends, Tim?" Bill asked, griping Tim's ass. My hand was in my hoodie pocket and my hand was over the bowl before I could really think about what I was doing. My little flash-light key chain went into the bowl. All eyes turned to Mark, and I saw his hand tremble as he pulled out his small ring of keys - he had one of those plastic wrist loops on his dorm keys - and then he let go. He let out a little laugh as they went in, and I looked at Tim. Tim glanced away, looking at Bill. Holy crap. My whole body was shaking. Bill picked up the bowl and put a cloth napkin over it, shaking up the bowl of keys, and then held it out to Tim, saying "You first, baby." Tim bit his lip, and reached into the bowl, moved his hand around for a while, biting his bottom lip and being dramatic, then pulled out a set of keys with a black leather key chain. "Well hello, Tim," said Andrew. "Now what?" Tim asked, looking at Bill. He was breathing a little heavy, and shaking, but he also looked relieved, or perhaps resigned. I couldn't read him. "Now you and Andy go find yourself a room," Bill said, "and do what comes natural." "Natural is going to come pretty far up your ass," Andrew said, rising, "since Robert here never bottoms." Robert laughed. Tim reached out a hand, and Andrew took it, and led him out of the room while Robert laughed and Bill watched them go. Holy crap, I thought again, and then heard the door to one of the three bedrooms open and then close. Robert reached in next, and when he pulled out Mac's keys, which elicited a laugh from Mac. "Well, it's cocksucking, I guess, 'cause I sure as shit don't bottom either." The two left together, smirking. Bill held out the bowl to me, and I ran my hands through the plastic, metal, and cloth that was inside. When I pulled out a set of keys, no one spoke up. "Must be Robert's or Tim's" Bill said, placing them on the table. He held the bowl out to Mark, and he pulled out his own keys, turning bright red when he saw the plastic ring attached to the key he'd picked up. "Masturbation isn't an option," Bill said, and he took the keys from Mark and put them back in the bowl. He held the bowl out for Big Al, and Big Al drew my keys out, the little flashlight hanging off the end of the key he'd snagged. "Boy," Big Al said to me, smiling, adding "You better bottom, because Big Al hasn't had it for weeks." I could barely meet his gaze. My face felt like it was on fire. "Which leaves you and me," Bill said to Mark. "You mind if we take the last bedroom?" He was speaking to Big Al. "My, uh, toy chest is in there." Mark's eyes were huge. "No problem," Big Al said, and then gave Mark a shove. Mark rose shakily, and Bill put down the bowl and took Mark by the arm, leading him toward the master bedroom. "You'll never be the same," I heard him mutter to Mark as they walked, and then the door closed behind them. I looked at Big Al. He grinned broadly saying "Another boy bites the dust," laughing at his own joke. Then he spread his legs a bit wider, and groped his crotch through his jeans. "Get on over here and suck this, boy." (to be continued)

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……

Damn this is so much longer than I intended. Maybe I should put this in the stories section? I work in a building with different organizations situated on different floors. It's a big building, with a big lobby and dining area, etc. For three months or so I had periodically noticed one specific guy, crossing paths with him once or more per week. Each time we eye-fucked each other. This afternoon I decided to go into the communal restrooms downstairs for the whole building and by some divine act who's walking out as I reach for the door? The 6'3'' tan built fucker I've been licking in my dreams. My heart jumped and we locked eyes, I excused myself, but still gave him a little scan and nod because I turned into a nerd and didn't know what else to do to signal that I wanted his cock buried in my hole. Anyway so I went in and pissed with my half hardon, and then went up to my office and immediately got on grindr. Nothing. I had never seen him on there, so I wasn't particularly surprised. Then at lunch I looked at grindr again and found a faceless profile messaged me three photos. It was the guy. We messaged back and forth briefly before deciding to meet up on his floor around 6:00 PM. I couldn't focus all day. At 6:00 we met, and as he didn't have a private office, he guided me up to the employee restroom on his floor. Once in the restroom we started making out. I immediately grabbed for his crotch and felt his thick, cement hard cock in his dress pants. I'd estimate it was around 7.5" and 5.5" around. That's just ballparking it, based on my own measurements. It was thick and hard, just like his build. In no time I was on my knees licking his moist balls and squeezing his precum onto my tongue. It was tart and strong, just the way I love it. After sucking his cock for a while he sucked mine and took my pants off my feet and started licking my hole. He was good and had me holding back some noise before he asked me to suck him some more. He sat on the toilet as I took him in my throat and massages his balls with my mouth for another good while. At this point he said he wanted to fuck me but didn't have any condoms, and I told him I didn't have any either but I wanted him to fuck me too. He was hesitant (why didn't he bring a condom?) and I told him to just rub his cock on my hole for a bit, he agreed. His cock stayed hard as cement and he rubbed the thick red head back and forth on my wet hole. It felt incredible and I was just imagining his precum that was soaking my hole even more. After a minute we started making out again and I slowly sat myself lower and felt his juicy cockhead push on my hole. His breathing changed immediately and with a little coaxing his pushed up into me as I slid down a little more. His cock forced my tight hole open and with a sudden sting the head of his cock was entering me. At this point I knew I had him in my grips and started kissing and sucking on his neck as I slid down further, wincing in pain as he stretched my hole with only spit to fit his swollen cock. After what felt like half of it was inside me I let up a bit as it was getting a little painful but he wasn't having it and as he felt me stop forcing my hole down he pushed up swiftly and stretched me open and pushed his raw meat into me deeper. It hurt like hell but I knew it would be over in a minute. I started pushing back down and he started pushing up into my hole harder, and soon I had his entire cock inside of my ass. It stung because it felt more on the dry side but I was hoping he was precumming as much as he did in my mouth to add some assistance. He held onto me and fucked me on the toilet, my cock slapping his stomach and getting his shirt covered in splashes of my precum. His raw cock felt amazing, painful, and pleasurable all at once. He waiting a while to touch my cock again (thank god) and when he did as he slid in and out of my hole I felt my balls swelling. I told him if he kept fucking me like this I was going to cum. He looked at me without slowing down a bit, and soon i felt my cock swell, he took his hand off my cock and grabbed onto my hips with both hands and fuck his cock in and out of me. I shot off a load as I bounced around, and blew some it off onto his stomach. I came HARD thinking about my ass squeezing and milking his cock as he fucked me and after I came back to reality I noticed he was close too. He didn't ask where I wanted him to come, didn't warn me that it was going to happen (i knew anyway), and fucked his raw sticky muscle deep into my guts as his body started tightening and quivering. He slammed into me so hard and let out a helpless whimper as he shot his load into me. I couldn't believe it was happening and the whole time I was squeezing my hole to match up with his thrusts to milk him dry. I barely had to try to convince him to fuck me raw and cum in me. He came for a while, and once he returned from that state of bliss, he kissed me with tongue and lightly smacked my cheek. He called me a "fucking prince" and smiled before I stood up off of him and clenched my open hole to keep his load as his dick slipped out of me. We put on our pants, and he wiped my load off of his shirt with toilet paper before taking it off and crumpling it up. He thanked me and smacked my ass before walking out of the bathroom. I stayed for a moment to wash up and compose myself and when I left he was gone. Never got his name but I fucking hope he hits me up on grindr again soon.

I was in Louisiana and I had just arrived for a three month project with my job, and I was cruising the sites trying to find some playmates in my new place. I am 38, white, 5’8” 160, in good shape, clean shaven, military cut brown hair, a very eager bottom pig and usually if I’m playing I am also slamming T - love to get fisted on T; I have done other chems, but nothing is better. I have been told I am a great cocksucker, love to get fisted deep and long, love dirty Dominant talk, into water sports, bondage, spanking etc. etc. I typically play in just a leather jockstrap as the guys I play with are not at all interested in my cock and I like it that way. Naturally on the passive side, I do tend to respond to whoever I’m with by being increasingly submissive as the guy I am with is increasingly Dominant. I have a pretty suggestive and slutty online profile - good pictures of my body and face, even some of me getting fucked and fisted. For an hour, I had been looking online this being my first Saturday evening in Louisiana. I had sent messages to three or four guys when I noticed there was a message in my inbox from a guy in Lafayette, a city about an hour from me. “Hi. I’m Leon, are you looking to get fucked tonight?” This Leon was not one of the guys I had sent messages to, so I checked out his profile and the description was pretty short: “44 year old total top guy in Lafayette who can host.” There were mostly “ask me” answers in his profile, his HIV status was poz, but I figured we would jsut fist, so no big probelm there. His picture showed that he was in shape and handsome, so I replied, “Really looking to get fisted...you into that?” “Sure" was his reply. I unlocked all my pictures, giving him my cell number inviting him to give me a call or text me. Five minutes later he called, and his voice was low and smooth as he asked, “Hi, this is Leon, are you Matt?” “Yes, hi!” I said, and we began to talk. His voice sounded gentle but commanding and firm and the sound of it tuned me on. I had seen his pics and stats, so I knew he was a tall (6’5” 245) good looking black man with a shaved head and a lot of tats on his arms and body that looked hot as hell. He did not have a pic of his cock, but I was sure he had one and I wasn’t too concerned about it. I could tell by how he talked he was witty, intelligent and self-confident. We exchanges pleasantries, talked about sexual likes and dislikes and we seemed to mesh so well it I was all I could do not do sound over-eager. He said he’d like to see me dressed in my leather stuff, which was fine with me. I asked him if he partied, and he said sometimes, but that he really got into fucking tweaked up bottoms, so if I wanted to, I could. I told him that I was really looking to suck his cock and get fisted, but loved to party while I get fisted. He said he had some stuff, but I told him I would bring my own. This impressed him - he said he runs into too many mooching little bottom sluts just looking for a bump. Then he got right down to business - “Come over now so I can start working your hole, pussyboy.” I told him I loved that kind of talk and he said good, and that he’d call me ‘pussyboy’ and hoped I would live up to the name. He gave me his address and I told him it was an hour to his place, but that I’d get there as soon as I could. I ended the call, and was so sexually aroused I could not think. I had recently acquired two eight balls of very large crystals of tina which I was not too eager to use up quickly, so I fixed three pretty strong points of about a third of a gram each and left the rest of the stash safely in my room. I put on my metal cock ring, leather jockstrap, harness and chaps which left my ass exposed; I opted for wrestling shoes rather than boots and also inserted a medium butt plug for the ride. I threw on a light jacket over it all and carried the rest of my toys and stuff to the car. It was a long hour knowing what was waiting for me on the other end of the trip, but at 8:00 PM I arrived at Leon’s place. The address was in a a somewhat rundown trailer park and the natty look of the place gave off a kind of sleazy aura which I liked. The trailers were so close to each other - people were going to hear us. The thought of that got me hot. I parked my car and made the short walk to his door in my harness, jock, chaps while I covered my exposed ass with my gym bag as I knocked. Leon opened the door, gave me a once over with his eyes and with a toothy smile invited me in. We stopped inside the door and our eyes met each other as he palmed the back of my head, pulling me to him to kiss me deep and intensely. He firmly pinched my nipple and I rubbed his crotch as we kissed. I thought that since we had not discussed his cock size that it was nothing remarkable, but as we made out, I could feel one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen (including in porn) straining at the jeans he was wearing. He was stroking my exposed hole as he held me. “Nice pussy, boy. Nice.” I met his finger with my hips and continued to suck on his tongue like it was a cock. He paused after a few minutes and asked, “You need to do anything before we start, pussyboy? You bring your party stuff?” “Yes, sir, I said, “I would like use the bathroom just to make sure I’m clean and then I could slam too.” “No,” he said, “and call me Daddy. You can go ahead and clean up, but don’t slam until I tell you to, understand, boy?” Softly I said, “Yes sir, Daddy.” Leon put his finger under my chin to lift my head, looked into my eyes and said, “I am hot to fuck your slutty ass, maybe even as hot as you are to get fucked. You’ll be just fine - just do what Daddy says. Got that bitch? All I could think of was, “Oh Shit, how am I going to keep him from barebacking me?" I knew better, but his strength and confidence mesmerized me. “Yes, Daddy.” In that quietly moment I completely submitted to this magnificent stud and I found I wanted his barecock and load even more. I bowed my head a bit and looked down in submission. He kept fingering my hole, softly but firmly putting me in my place, “I do like fuckin little white pussy boys like you, show you where the line is, how a real man fucks - oh, I know what you want - I know what a white fag like you wants. You just make sure you are always taking care of my cock, you got that pussyboy?” I began to respond to his Dominance, breathing heavily, I looked into his eyes and whispered, “Yes sir.” Trembling at the idea of what lay ahead, I went to bathroom and briefly cleaned out, using Leon’s well equipped shower. I dried off, popped a little lube in my hole and walked back into the bedroom. There was Leon, clothed and lying on the bed; his eyes motioned me over. I crawled up next to him, and he fitted a black leather collar around my neck and snapped a leash to it. “Now, he said, “undress me and suck my cock until tell you to stop. I mean to breed your ass first off, so get me hard.” I was scared to death, but I couldn’t help myself. I was fixated on him as he exuded sheer masculinity and I knew I would be taking my first bareback cock in 15 years, and I knew he was poz. I unzipped and unbuttoned and peeled off all his clothing until he was naked, staring at me while he slowly stroked himself. “Where is your party stuff?” “I have it here,” I said as I pulled a prepared .3 syringe out of my bag. “Give it to me to hold and start sucking, pussyboy.” I moved between his legs and with only my mouth, engulfed little more than the head of his magnificent and incredibly thick cock. I tried to wrap by hand around the shaft lower down, but could not get my whole hand around it. Fucking amazing cock, had to be 10 inches long and impressively thick - I was getting so I couldn’t wait to have it in me. I continued sucking and slurping and Leon made approving noises. I swallowed as much as I could, and as I deep throated about three quarters of his lovely black cock, I looked up at Leon’s face in total submission. Seeing me there, kneeling between his legs with my hands gently rubbing his stomach, nipples and chest, he said, “You look like you’re praying, all down on your knees like that.” I tried so swallow more, and he ramped up the talk, “Yeah, bitch, worship that cock! That’s a real cock, white boy, you like it huh? You’re a good cocksucker, aren’t you? Fuck, you fucking faggots can’t help yourselves can you - gotta have my cock don’t you?Tell me how much you want my big black cock in your ass, you fucking pussy. Tell me pussyboy!” I lifted my head off his cock and quietly begged, “Oh Daddy, I want you to fuck me silly with your magnificent black cock! I want you to own my ass..”your pussy, you mean, he said, twisting my nipple ...yes sir, my pussy, and pump it full, breed my pussy ass." “Yeah, you’ll that, bitch. You’ll get that and more.” I resumed sucking him and soon his cock was fully hard. I paused to look at its beauty and perfection and wondered how big it really was. Seeming to know what I was thinking already, Leon said, “It’s eleven by eight, boy. enough for you?.” I nodded and smiled and continued to worship his manhood...nothing else even existed for me - this man’s cock was all that mattered. After a few minutes he touched my forehead, and said, “Climb on top of my cock and take all of it to the balls, pussyboy.” Immediately, I generously lubed his cock and straddled him, reaching behind me to put the head into my ass. Leon held a bottle of poppers under my nose,“Take two hits, boy.” I did, and since my ass was nice and lubed too, his thick cock split my butt open and began to slide in. “Yeah, fuck your self with a real man’s cock, you little faggot! Look into my eyes when you take my cock...fuck, look at your face! You really love it, don’t you, you really are a little faggot, huh - Oh fuck your pussy is hot! I love having a faggot like you riding on my big nasty nigger cock. Tell me how much you love my nigger cock.” I wasn’t sure what to say, so I just blurted out, “This is the greatest cock I’ve ever seen, and I love sucking it and and having your big black cock...” Leon tweaked my nipples roughtly - sternly correcting me, “It's nigger cock, pussyboy. Say it!” Here I was riding the biggest thickest cock I have ever seen, taking it bareback, something I never do, and about to use a word I never do, but I knew it was just like taking him bareback - it was not an option, but a simple act of total submission, and so was what I said as I looked in his eyes. “Fuck yeah, Daddy I love your hot nigger cock in my faggot white pussy. I want you to fuck me, all night with your huge fuckin’ nigger cock! A triumphant smile came over his face. “Yeah, bitch, yeah,” he said as he thrusted his massive tool into me. By this time I had all by two inches of him in me and I was slowly gyrating to get the last of his awesome pole into me, when he gave me the poppers again. Looking deep into his eyes, I took a couple big deep hits and slid down balls deep on his gigantic 11 manhood. “Good little faggot, your pussy is so fucking hot, oh, I own your ass, boy!" “Yes sir, yes, Daddy, it’s yours, all yours...” His 11 inches of hard black cock stuffed all up inside me had me in a trance. "Fuckin' Slut, you're a hot little faggot, you jsut keep making my cock happy." :Fuckin' love your nigger cock, Daddy! “Here, bitch, he said, handing me the point full of meth I gave him earlier, “do this now as you ride my cock - show me how much you want to be my faggot white slut!” I reached to take the point from him, saying, “Yes Daddy!” “Tell me how much you want to be my slut, pussyboy!” I sat there, with Leon’s huge beautiful thick black manhood completely embedded in my eager twitchy white ass; in front of me was a monster slam of meth and he was asking me to do something I had never done - take a slam of meth with a bare cock inside me - a fucking monster black - nigger - cock, a fucking mandingo fantasy cock, one that was eleven inches balls deep inside of me. This could be the hottest and most twisted way I had ever slammed - and beyond the slam lay all the intense, piggy, uninhibited sexual adventure I would ever experience. All I had to do was beg like a filthy cheap whore for his beautiful cock. As the words came out, I was surprised how easily I gave in actually. I looked deep into his eyes and ground my pussy on his stiff thick monster pole, tweaked my nipples and started to whisper, “Fuck yeah, Daddy, it's so fuckin hot to get fucked by a real man like you - I need it - I need, crave, your huge nigger cock in my pussy. You nigger cock craving faggot, boy? "Yeah, I'm your nigger cock-craving faggot!” Leon smiled “You really are a filthy white trashy whore, aren’t you?” I just smiled and quietly moaned, "Yeaaaaah Daaaady...” “Fuck yeah, that's hot bitch, I own your sorry ass, now, let me see you slam this, and keep looking into my eyes as you do it, pussyboy.” “Yes, Daddy.” With that, he handed me the point and said, “Get ready, pussyboy.” I swabbed my arm and put on the tourniquet as he picked up his cell and made a call. “Hey man. You have got to come over and help me fuck this white boy I have here. He’s sitting with my hard cock up in his pussy right now. Yeah, man, lotsa fun. A total faggot, yeah a pig, definitely...sending you a pic of what we’re doing now...ok, hang on.” Leon held the phone to my face. “Hello?” I said. “You Leon's whore tonight? “Uh-huh, his pussyboy.” “You sitting with Leon’s big cock up your ass? “Uh-huh, all of it” I said. “Say it, you bitch, say it so I know.” “I’m sitting with Leon’s big thick nigger cock all the way up my ass,” I said matter-of-factly. “Fucking slut! Give me back to Leon!” Leon took the phone back. “Yeah, we will, see you in a few,” Then he chuckled at something the other guy said and ended the call. The he pointed the phone’s camera at me. “Put this over your face, pussyboy, I am going to video you slam and ride my cock.” He handed me a black hood, and I put it on. In my mind I paused at how thoughtful he was even though he was only going to tear my ass up as much as he could...so fucking hot. I took the hood from him, it was made of a comfortable light material and just had eye and mouth holes. It went on easily, and he started the video. “You slam that shit, now” Leon ordered. I put the needle to my vein and drew back a good register, then I pushed (as Leon videoed me) and I took the needle out of my arm and handed it to Leon; he kept videoing. As I raised my arm I removed the tourniquet with a snap and on came the inevitable coughs, the rush that brought sheer abandoned sluttiness, the ringing in my ears, the rolling unfocused eyes and an endless hunger for that massive cock inside of me. The slam gave my impaled ass an intense super hot sensation, and I vigorously rode Leon’s huge cock with total abandon. All I could think of was how much a hot fucking stud Leon was! “Oooooooohhhhh, Daddy fuck yeah!” was all I could manage to say. The slam transformed my already whorish nature into Leon’s wanton single-mindedness bitch who only wanted to please and serve and submit to him. I looked as him and was fixated for a moment on the contrast his skin made with mine and with the perfection of this man, this black man - this example of true masculinity. I was exactly where I wanted to be, and I started writhing in ecstasy on his rock hard cock, the cock that was the center of my existence. “Yeah, fucking junkie faggot, ride my fucking cock!" Leon was the best I ever had at dirty talk, I was helpless in his power. and His words heated me up even more, “Fuck yeah, Fuck yeah, I’m your faggot bitch and I love your thick nigger cock in my pussy, please Daddy, fuck me like this all night!!” I rode him for a half hour, with him taunting me racially and me not caring as long as I had his cock in me. I was riding him, in ecstasy, facing him. He stopped the video and set the phone aside. My legs and feet were on the bed on either side of him. I was using my arms to raise and lower my hole, sliding the whole length of his cock as I did. I was reveling in the full feeling in my ass, the sluttiness of it all and the approving taunts Leon was serving me along with his hard cock. “Fuck yourself on that hard nigger cock you little bitch...you can’t get enough, can you? Oh fuck, your faggot hole is so hot, feels just like a little girls’ pussy, this is what you're made for - I interrupted, "Yeah, to be a pussy for a real man like you.” I got back on my knees leaned forward and we kissed with me riding him for I don’t know how long - I was oblivious to anything but his massive prick in me. Finally I felt his cock get super hard like he was about to cum. “Gonna fill that fucking hole now boy, get ready," Leon whispered in my ear. Fuck, Daddy your cock is so fucking great! Breed my pussy Daddy, oh yeah!” I hissed as he took my hips and began to increase the speed and intensity of his thrusts. “Yeah, here it comes pussyboy, gonna seed your ass, yeah...take it,” and Leon shot a huge load of his seed in my ass for nearly a minute, and then lay still, his cock still hard in my hole. I clenched my hole on his cock and looked into his eyes. He thrust up at me gently but continually. He stayed hard and kept pumping my ass some more. The massive quantity of his first load was leaking out of my ass. I started catching it, and eating it off my fingers while he continued to fuck me, his 11 inches just as hard as before he bred me. We kept going this way for at least another 30 minutes and he shot another load of his cum in my well fucked ass, and after he pulled out, all I could do is think about when Leon was going to fuck me again. After he settled, he gently lifted me off his cock, he smiled at me and told me, “I think someone is waiting for you, pussyboy.” I turned and noticed that sometime during our fuck session, a second man had entered and was sitting in a chair enjoying the show. His hard cock was in his hand and he was slowly stroking it as he watched. The new man’s skin was brown, and he looked Hispanic and about 45. He was thinner but still very good looking and muscular. He wore roomy jeans and no shirt. His bare arms and chest looked chiseled and along with his angular face, gave him a hard kind of sinister, even scary, look, like someone used to getting his own way. Our eyes met, and he smiled, the hard look went away. “Fuck, Leon, he is some freaky little white boy.” Leon spoke up, “Pussyboy, this is Pedro.” Pedro gave a little chuckle at the introduction but didn't say anything. "Hi," I quietly said to Pedro and smiled a little. “Yeah, ok, ‘pussyboy,’ get over here and suck my cock. I went eagerly over to the chair Pedro was sitting in and got between his legs, took a couple massive poppers hits from him. I held the last hit and looked up into Pedro’s eye as I exhaled it and took his whole cock down until my nose touched his stomach. Pedro groaned approvingly, “ooooh puta, you a good cocksucker. Yeah.” I still tweaking majorly and would be for some time. Pedro’s cock was nearly as thick as Leon’s, and not as long, but was still 9 inches long with a nice curve that made for great deep-throating. I kept taking Pedro’s full length hungrily down my throat, and soon Pedro pushed my head down and held it there as he shot his load. I was able to take all he gave me and stayed on his hard cock until I milked every drop from him. Pedro turned to Leon, “I want to tag this faggot’s ass now, man, OK? Get on the bed and suck your Daddy’s cock, bitch,” and as I climbed on the bed, Pedro gave me a hard slap on the ass, and I eagerly got on all fours between Leon’s legs and began to sucking his cock back to hardness. Pedro took charge for a bit, “Suck that big fuckin cock, yeah, you little faggot, get your ass up in the air more, bitch! Keep sucking Daddy’s cock, there you go...” I was enjoying the feel of Daddy’s cock hardening in my mouth, when I felt Pedro’s fingers in my hole. “Shit, bitch, how many loads have you taken so far?” “Two, sir,” I said quickly and resumed sucking Leon’s ever growing hardon and Pedro was fingering my cummy hole. “Nicely fucked ass, but you want more, right, you slut? I gave him a ‘mmmhmmm’ as I continued with Daddy. “You give him a slam, Lee?” Pedro asked. “Yeah, it was about two hours ago now I think. Time for another?” Leon asked. Let me get all the way into his ass for a while, OK. But get it ready, OK? Pedro slid his cock all the way into me and held it there for a minute or two, then he withdrew it and vigorously slapped my ass cheek before pounding it forcefully back into my hole. He repeated the sequence for a while, thrust, pull, slap, thrust, pull, slap; I kept Daddy’s cock in my mouth and squealed at the enjoyment of the pain. Eventually Pedro just pounded my ass until he put the third load into me, saying very little, but grunting as intensely and loudly as I’ve heard from anyone. Pedro pulled out and out and sat on the bed. “Clean his cock, pussyboy,” Leon said. I turned around and cleaned off Pedro’s still hard cock with my mouth, being sure to look Pedro in the eye as I swallowed the cock that had just been in my ass. Pedro smiled and muttered, “Fucking nasty slut. Hot.” After he was clean, he ordered me on all fours. “Suck your Daddy’s cock again, bitch.” You like that cock don’t you? I nodded with Leon’s cock in my mouth, and Pedro ordered, “Say it!” “I fucking love worshiping Leon’s awesome nigger cock with my faggot white mouth!” Shit, Lee, he thinks he’s in love with you! Leon said, “No pussyboy knows better. He’s just a fucking faggot, right boy? I nodded and gave a ‘mmmmhmmmm’ as I took Leon’s cock down my throat. “You like getting fisted, pussyboy?” came Pedro’s voice from behind me. I gave him another ‘mmmhmmm’ and kept at Daddy’s cock. “Get him that slam, ok Lee? Can you give it to him?” “He can do it himself and it’s hot to watch. I’ll dose him some G though.” Leon got up for a second and came right back with a glass of gatorade. Pedro kept was still hard and kept fucking me while Leon got the drink. “Here pussyboy,” Leon said, “drink this, you’ll like it.” After I emptied the glass, Pedro slowly withdrew his cock from me and said, “OK, bitch, time for you to slam again. How should we do this?” Leon ordered me, “Stay on all fours, boy." Turning to Pedro, without ordering him, but leaving no doubt he was in charge, Leon said to Pedro, "Work your hand into the faggot's pussy, and when you get in, just stay still." He'll slam himself with your hand in him.” With that Pedro began to stuff crisco into my hole handfuls at a time. His hands were, like he was, slender but strong. My hole was quivering. I could hardly wait. Pedro alternated hands as he inserted fingers, four at a time to knuckles to prime my ass for his whole hand. He pushed his left hand into my willing greasy hole and slowly he slid it all in and slapped my ass in triumph. “Fuck! pussy took that fist quick. Hungry little faggot, huh?” Slap! went Pedro’s hand on my newly fisted ass. I moaned and continued sucking Daddy's cock as Pedro’s hand slowly twisted into my bowels. FUCK! I had never been so totally turned on in my life! Their racial taunts and spankings only made it hotter by the minute. Daddy lifted my head. “Time for this, pussyboy. I know you want it, you fucking junkie, you been staring at it for 5 minutes," His look as regarded me was one of complete and utter confidence in his superiority. He held the loaded point between his thick fingers. I eagerly took it. He handed me a swab and tied my arm for me as Pedro still twisted his hand slowly into my sloppy hole. Daddy told Pedro to stay still and as Daddy held the leash attached to my collar, he stood and watched me take the dose - I put the needle to my vein, hitting it right away. I drew back, got a good influx of blood and pushed the plunger home. Leon took the used needle and I raised my hand above my head and removed the rubber band from around my bicep and I felt Daddy raise my upper body nearly upright while Pedro kept his hand in my ass. The rush was epic! I was afraid for a second or two that I couldn’t breathe, but that passed and soon all I wanted was Pedro to shove his arm into me as far as he could. I was transformed by the raw lust I had for Daddy's cock right then, and I gobbled as much of him as I could. My world was their two cocks, and my giving over to be used by these two amazing studs. Both Pedro and Leon let me get back to breathing normally. Leon put me back on all fours, he fed me several hits of poppers while I went down on his massive cock. Between the G kicking in and the extra slam, I swallowed nearly all of Leon’s cock and held it there while I stared into his eyes. Leon saw me look at him and said, “Fuck, look at those eyes! Yeah, you horny faggot, you tweaking now, aren’t ya? Look at you swallowing Daddy’s dick all the way, and big bad Pedro opening up your sloppy pussy with his arm, damn, pussyboy, you’re a sight! I increased my intensity on his cock. "Yeah, Leon groaned, "keep worshipping my cock boy, I got another load for you, just worship Daddy’s cock and take what Pedro gives you.” With Leon’s cock firmly down my throat, Pedro went to work on my hole with his hands - he was a masterful fister. Leon offered, and I deeply huffed on the poppers a few more times and as they took effect. Pedro began his skillful penetration of my ass with his forearm. My hole felt like it was a mile wide and as he progressed into me, Pedro knew just what to say. “Fuck man, you have such a fine faggot hole, you’re fucking built to take it up your ass.” “Damn, bitch, look in the mirror,” Leon said, “Pedro is almost to the elbow and you’re still gobbling my cock - you like seeing yourself like that, pussyboy?” “Fuck yeah, Daddy,” I answered, “so fucking hot, being your faggot, fucking love it! “That’s my pussyboy, now get ready to swallow my cum, bitch!” he snarled. In a couple minutes he shot another big load all over my face. Leon looked at me and said, "Let it be, boy, you look good that way." “Shit, you are a happy little whore with all my cum on your face, and Pedro stretching your little pussy out, huh boy?" I just smiled, then Leon fed me his cum from off my face, which I gladly ate. Leon sat back and watched Pedro work further into my hole, twisting and turning his arm further and further into my ass. Leon fed me poppers as Pedro gave my eager spun hole a good work out. Slowly, bit by bit, he sank his arm into me. Pedro whispered to me, “here it comes - all the way into that sloppy hole of yours! FUUUUCK, you're a good little faggot, huh, boy? Pedro turned to Leon, "Fuck! Lee, look at this,” as slowly he began to twist his forearm into me all the way to his elbow. I looked in the mirror and saw that Pedro had reached his elbow and was grinning evilly at me. The night had only just begun. This was the start of an amazing three months I spent in Louisiana, and I saw Daddy and Pedro almost exclusively during that time - including two very eventful trips to the bathhouse in the French Quarter....

I was at my hotel room for a bear event in CA. A 21 yr old Latin twink who had been chasing all day got back to me, after a few drinks and a close call with the police. The short story: he was 500 feet away and asked where I was staying. It turned-out he was staying at the same hotel. Not all that surprising, I guess. The next there was a knock at my door. Opening it, I found the twink, 5' 8" 140 pounds, who entered my room, and pushed me up against the wall and ripped off my clothing. Before long he lined-up his uncut meat to my hole. I asked if he wanted a condom, but he pinned me down, (okay, I let him pin me down - I'm a US Marine Sniper 6', 205 pounds of muscle, so I could have stopped him). He made-out, leaving eight hickeys on me chest, shoulders and neck. I asked him to pull out, but his only reply was to shout "Haha," as he pumped wildly. I could feel his precum and ultimately his huge load as he blew in my ass. Looking to confirm what I suspected, I asked if he came. "No, I've gotta run," was his reply. Now he has blocked me on Scruff. Hmmm. Anyhow, I'm dripping boy cum as I type. Woof! I have lots of other stories I can post. True stories from the gang bang when I took 106 loads, to the time when, as a 22 year old bi-Marine I was drugged and raped.

I've been quite horny lately, so I recently posted an advertisement on Craigslist, as well as posting on all the other mobile sites too. Within minutes of my posting I received a reply from a daddy who to breed me. He described himself as 50 years or more old, and that he had an eight inch cock. He also mentioned he only had a few minutes. I sent him my address and when he walked in he found me on my hands and knees, waiting for him to breed me. His cock was, as described, big, hard, and thick. He shoved himself in, and fucked me for a few minutes before filling me with his load. Then he left, saying he'd be back for more.. As his cum dripped out of my pussy and on to the bed. I jerked off thinking about the encounter. Then I scheduled the next guy. WOOF

I started work today at 2:00 AM, and was finished at 5:00 PM, so I had a long day, and when I arrived home, had planned nothing more interesting than an early bedtime, so when I hopped on BBRT it was more out of habit than lust. Then, almost right away I was hit up by a guy who purported to have a HUGE cock, and who was only a ten minute drive away. Well fuck. Who am I to ignore fate? I arrived at his place some 30 minutes later, having taken a shower and having performed a thorough cleaning-out. The guy met me at the door and was somewhat shorter than I expected, but I could clearly see his hard cock through his shorts. It may not have been the ten inches he had claimed, but it was a MONSTER none the less! We went up stairs where he immediately pushed me down on the couch and started to tear off my clothes and finger my ass pussy. Then he face-fucked me, and, having raped my mouth, he went onto my ass. He tried to push it in with just spit, but I all but screamed in agony, so while he lubed himself, he ate me out. After his big dick was thoroughly lubed, he slid slowly but forcefully all the way into my ass, balls deep. SO FULL! He fucked me deep and hard for about ten minutes then picked up his pace and bred me deep, telling me to "Take that poz cum." I FUCKING LOVE POZ TALK!!! He didn't stop fucking me, and, some five minutes later, went on to blowing another load in my ass. He was good for more but I was wrecked! Glad I didn't go to bed when I got home from work!

I kind of enjoy the kaleidoscope of colors. When they start to fade, that's my cue to hit the bottle again. And again.... And again.

I heve never seen the "spots". But do sometimes get a light headache. Depends on the brand you use I guess. But poppers do make me extremely horny and a total slut :-) My favorite: Amsterdam. Gets me going everytime I use them.

Love poppers but too much of them fucks with my erection. And sometimes they make me want to shoot, sometimes they make it near impossible to cum. But I do love getting poppered up and fucked!

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Only once have I gotten double penetrated, was with a top couple, they were alternating in me, one wanted me to ride him. He pulled me down to kiss, he then locked his arms around my torso as his boyfriend started pushing in. Both were in the 7.5-8" range. It was an unusual feeling- intense, not painful like I expected it to be but I felt my hole at its limit. I'd be down for another ride!

As lungfucker said, make sure you don't get any popper fluid on your nostrils. I made the same mistake and had sores for about a week. Had to explain where those came from. Had to invent a story as well. Plus it is pretty annoying.

I went to my favorite bookstore from 1 pm till 3:30 pm today I sucked 11 cocks and swallowed 8 loads & I took one more in my hairy hole and I fucked a 20 something and bred his furry hole and shot a load down a scuffy married truckers thoat then I headed home

I experience symptoms such as a very hard cock, a throbbing sensation in my cock, loss of inhibitions and 10 times out of 10, end up with a pool of cum on my stomach. But seriously.. Sometimes I get a cough not unlike the cough I have after smoking a lot. But it goes away within a few hours. Some guys I've been with won't use them because of headaches. I've never had that problem.

Stan had met many boys through the fantasy club and the ones he took home he often shared with his sons but tonight wasn't going to be the typical night. Stan told Sean to come with him and told Harry to stay with his brother. Stan and Sean went to the family room and Stan sat down and had Sean sit on his lap. The boy looked cute wearing just his pampers but Stan knew they weren't staying on him long. Teddy told Harry what happened so far and Harry stripped down to his jockstrap and picked up the pipe and lighter. As Harry smoked it he had Teddy get between his legs and blow him. Both brothers and their dad were tops but they both bottommed for their dad and Teddy also had to serve his older brother. Harry told him to just suck and lick it until dad's ready with Sean. Stan asked Sean if Teddy had forced him to suck him and Sean said no he didn't. He asked him if he liked sucking him and Sean nodded that he did then whispered that he really liked when Teddy came. Stan wiped some of Teddy's cum that was on the boy's face with his finger and then pushed it into the boy's mouth and watched the hunger in his eyes as he sucked it. Stan said he saw the pipe and asked if Sean liked smoking that with Teddy. Sean said it felt really good and he liked it. Stan opened a box on the table and took out another pipe that he already loaded and told Sean to show him how much he liked it. After the boy blew out a decent cloud he told him to do it again. Once Sean finished inhaling Stan told him to blow it into his mouth and once the boy exhaled and then felt his uncle's lips touch his he melted into his arms. Stan and Sean shotgunned a couple more times making out each time too. Sean felt so good being nearly naked in his hunky uncle's lap. His uncle held his head and used his tongue to conquer the boy's mouth which felt so right to Sean. When Sean felt his uncle's hand squeeze his pamper covered bum he moaned into his uncle's mouth but he nearly passed out when his uncle's finger found the slit that Teddy cut into the diaper and started to rub his hole. Stan stopped kissing and watched the boy's expressions as he rubbed his hole. "Now that Teddy got to turn you into his baby he's gonna want to do it again and probably often, do you want that?" "Yes. I know he loves me and if he wants me to be his baby then I want to do it too. I didn't want him to diaper me before but know I want him to every time I'm here." "Did Teddy make you cum?" "No, but I made him cum." "Harry's gonna be jealous. Or do you want to play with him too?" "Will he want me to be his baby?" "No, Harry isn't into that but I'm sure he is going to want to tie you up, Harry is into dominating guys. And I'm sure you won't be cumming with him either." "Oh, wow, he is so big and strong, if it would make him happy then I'd do it" "You're going to make your cousin very happy. Do you want to make your uncle happy too?" "I'll do anything to make you happy, I love you Uncle Stan!". Stan called out and told his boys to join them. Teddy came out naked and Harry was in just a jockstrap and it barely contained his hard thick cock. Stan whispered into Sean's ear once the boy's sat down and told Sean that he wanted to watch him get on his knees and give his cousin Harry a blow job. As Stan watched his young nephew get on his knees wearing just a diaper he knew that even after he corrupted the boy he'd still look so innocent. At first Sean was awkward and a little nervous but then Teddy got on his knees next to Sean and told him that whenever Harry was home that Harry loved having his younger brother between his knees and sometimes for hours. Teddy told him it was best when Harry held his head and he stepped back as Harry grabbed the boy's head. Stan turned on the TV and a video he wanted Sean to see. He took all his clothes off and sat back down. Earlier in the bedroom when Teddy was sucking Harry they only played a little but now Harry knew he was going to cum fast and seeing little Sean on his knees got Harry moaning. He started to facefuck the boy and loved how his little submissive cousin just accepted it. As he felt he was about to cum he forced Sean's head to swallow his cock and blew his load into the boy's belly. Stan had the boy sit on his lap and lean back onto his chest. He rubbed the boy's nipples and belly and by the time he reached his cock it was rock hard. He stroked it a few times but stopped and told the boy it wasn't yet his turn to cum. He continued to molest him as they watched the video. The older man has just rolled the twink on to his belly and was rimming his ass. As the man licked the twinks boyhole I asked Sean if he ever touched his boyhole and he told us he sometimes would put a finger in when jerking off. Teddy asked Sean if he wanted him to finger him and we all nearly cracked up laughing when Sean said his ass has been begging for it all night. I told Teddy he should show his baby what having his boyhole licked feels like first. We put Sean on all four facing me and I held his face and watched as he felt Teddy's tongue touch his hole. He gasped in pleasure as we looked into each other's eyes. I told him that he was made for this and his boyhole would give him even more pleasure than his cock ever could. He continued to alternate between gasping, moaning and whimpering. On the TV the man had mounted the boy and the boy was begging to be fucked harder and faster. I told Harry to get the bump I had prepared which was much larger and should quickly have the boy begging to be fucked. Harry gave it to Teddy and I nodded to him letting him know to give it to the boy. Sean feeling something enter him and instinctually backed up like a good boy. Teddy went back to licking the boyhole for a minute until I had Sean get back on my lap. "Sean, did you like Teddy licking your boyhole?" "Wow that was the best feeling ever!" Teddy told us that it was the best boyhole he ever licked "Your boyhole and your boypussy will soon be all you can think about. You'll do anything a man wants if he'll lick it or fuck it" "Oh, Uncle I want to be fucked!" And he wiggled his bottom on my cock. "And do you want to be loved or fucked hard and fast even if it hurts you?" "I don't care if it hurts I just need to be fucked." He pushed down harder to feel my cock in his crack. Sean reached his hand down towards his hole but I told him that when he is with a man he needs to wait. I then touched his quivering hole and he begged me to put me finger in but I didn't. "Will you let your Uncle fuck you without a condom and breed you like a little bitchboy?" "Yes!" "And your cousins too?" "Yes!" "And would you let all my friends fuck you and would you be a cumdump for them?" "I want to be your cumdump and Teddy and Harry and anyone you want. Please do me." "Open your mouth". I spit in his mouth and his face turned to shock but he swallowed it when I told him to. I told him he was a good boy and let one finger slip into his burning hot boypussy. He immediately tried to fuck himself on my finger but I pulled it out and brought it up to his mouth and he opened it and once it was in his mouth he started to suck it. I asked if he liked the taste of his boypussy and he rapidly nodded but kept sucking on my finger. I pulled my finger out and told him I'd get more and I fingered him and again let him suck it. I asked if he wanted to suck a cock that had just fucked and bred him and he said he dreamed about doing that. "Tell me that you want to be a slammed up boy slut and you want us to wreck and ruin you." Sean wasn't even sure what that meant but all he cared about was finally being fucked so he repeated what his Uncle told him. Stan then picked Sean up and carried him to his room as it was now time to fulfill a few fantasies.

I have a casual fuckbuddy with whom I've played half a dozen times or so. He's not in my town very often and when he is, I can't always see him, so it's always a real treat when we can actually connect. We hadn't met for several months but this Saturday he sent me a message that he was available, and I just happened to be home alone. I should mention that he's always used a condom when he fucked me, and as much as I hate condoms, his cock is incredible and he always fucks me just the way I need to be so I tolerated it. He always likes the anonymity of our get-togethers: I await him on my bed, ass in the air, face down, with a towel, lube, and a condom next me. I tried 'forgetting' to leave a condom out a few times but each time has has produced one. When he said he was coming over, I had a little inspiration. I put the lube and towel next to me like always. I took a condom out of my drawer, found a needle, and speared it right through the middle and put it on the towel. Surely he'd use mine instead of his if it were in plain sight. I was in the bedroom when I heard the door open, I jumped on the bed, face down, ass up. It's always nerve wracking hearing someone walk into the room when you can't see. I heard him drop his shoes, his pants, and felt the bed move when he climbed on behind me. He slapped my ass and hole a couple of times with his cock, which was rapidly hardening. He rubbed it between my cheeks and I groaned softly. His cock is really thick and I could feel the weight of it, and knowing where it was about to be was driving me crazy. He paused and I heard the condom wrapper open, then the lube bottle top clicked. Some cold Astroglide was dripped on my hole and then he rubbed his thick cock head around in it. He centered on my hole and eased forward but nothing happened. He pulled back, and a little more lube dripped onto my hole. More rubbing of his cock head, more pressure and I felt myself opening up as his head started into me. After about half of his shaft was into my ass, it was hurting, so I pulled forward slightly. I guess it had been a long time for him because he moved forward with me, ran his hand up the back of my neck and into my hair, where her gripped a handful and pulled back. It was obvious he wasn't putting up with me pulling away. He pushed forward until I was flat on my stomach, where I couldn't pull away anymore. He paused for a second, withdrew slightly, then pushed forward into me. I couldn't move and had no choice but to take his cock, all nine inches or so of his very thick cock. He didn't really slow down. As soon as he was all of the way inside me, he started pulling back and thrusting forward, keeping a grip on my hair, letting me know who was in charge. I honestly didn't realize how much I was grunting and moaning until he hoarsely muttered "Shut the fuck up, buddy." I did my best to comply,and he kept the pace up for a couple of minutes until he asked "You want my nut?" "Fuck yeah," I replied, assuming he would blow his load in the condom, as he had done before, even as I was secretly hoping the pin hole had torn through and I'd get his load. "Tell me what you want." he instructed, without the slightest pause in the rhythmic pounding of my wrecked hole. "I want your cum, Sir." I said automatically. He fucked me hard several more strokes, and then abruptly withdrew his cock from my hole. A flash of disappointment crossed my brain as I assumed he would blow his load on my ass, and indeed I heard the unmistakable snap of a condom being jerked off, but to my amazement, without any explanation or without seeking my permission, he plunged his raw cock back inside my ass. He only fucked me a few seconds, then thrust forward hard and I felt his cock swell and jerk as he blew his load into my hole. He pulled out, dressed and left without saying a word, and I lay there feeling my hole get wetter as his cum oozed out of my stretched, well fucked ass. Maybe next time I can convince him to bareback me from start to finish.

Hot.. Know those rest areas well.

In the Pines on Fire Island. Tried talking to this hot guy at low tea--late 30's curly dark hair, a little shorter than I like. But he wasn't friendly. I'm like, fine, I know how it works there. You have to be pretty or really hot to get anywhere at tea and I'm just a skinny geek. I left and was walking back to the house where I was staying and I ran into friends who talked me into going back to SipnTwirl. We get there and it turns out one of my friends knows the guy I was after. I see them talking for a while and finally my original target comes up and starts talking to me. I'm kinda pissed at him and I think he's pretty drunk, especially when he says my friend told him I have a big dick and maybe he could see it sometime. So I am feeling a little evil and I say that I only show it to guys I fuck. And he gets this big grin on his face and then I say I don't fuck with condoms. And he kind of protests but in about 2 minutes I am walking him down the stairs and we're on the way to his house. He really had a beautiful muscle butt but he was pretty loose. Fucked him like a bitch and I really thought about getting nasty and calling him a whore but instead I just left my load in him. And then I made sure to tell our mutual friend what a slut the guy is.

My Name is Mikey – CHPT 5 - Glory Hole Beat Down: Harold’s cum was still leaking out of my well-fucked ass when the sun began to peak over the horizon marking the start of a new day at ROXIES ADULT VIDEOS. The roar of traffic on the interstate was increasing, the sound of bugs was in the hot Louisiana air, and all I could do was stare in wonder at the man laying beside me. Harold and I had spent the entire night on the roof, talking, fucking, exploring each other. I loved the feel of his Mohawk, his beard, his body, and most of all, his hot dick, and relished the smell of his sweat and funk embedded in my nostrils. I could not fathom everything I was feeling physically and emotionally and had a hard time concentrating, but I knew I had to have more of his dick, so I reached over and gently began to stroke his long, black shaft. Harold’s dick instantly responded and began to grow, he moaned a little, and while part of me didn’t want to wake him up, my need was too strong. I scooted down, draped my body across his stomach, leaned forward and began sucking on his dick. Harold’s hand on the back of my head let me know he was awake and after a few seconds he said, “Morning beautiful. DAMN, that feels good. Let me up a sec will you though?” I sighed in disappointment, sat up, and watched as Harold yawned, stretched, stood up, and stretched again, his dick now like a massive weather vain turning in the morning sun. “I got to piss real bad beautiful,” Harold said, “Otherwise, ain’t no way I can fuck that pretty sissy cunt of yours. So what do you say? Help me out here?” I was not sure what he meant and before I could ask, Harold bent down, found a half-smoked joint, lit it, hit it a couple times, handed it to me, then when I handed it back he stepped closer to me, placed his right hand against the side of my head and said, “Just open your mouth beautiful and let me ease back into your throat, then swallow for me, alright?” I was eager to suck his dick again and anxiously obliged. As Harold’s dick hit the back of my throat I started swallowing, his left hand grabbed the other side of my face and he angled his dick a little as my throat and tongue spasmed from being so full. Harold let me choke a minute, then as I settled down he gripped my head hard, pushed his hips forward, and pushed past my gag reflex just as he started to let out a hot stream of piss. I was surprised and disgusted and would have backed off, but Harold had my head held tight so I swallowed as best I could, but frankly there was little need as he was embedded in my throat and the piss had a pretty straight shot right to my gut. My stomach turned, my throat clenched, and the piss kept coming. When the stream finally became a slow trickle, Harold eased his dick out a little and said, “Taste it beautiful. I want you to taste all of me, feel all of me, take all of me.” His piss tasted like rotten meat that was way too salty and I felt like I was going to puke. “Thank you beautiful, I needed that. Looks like I got another problem now,” Harold chuckled. I laid back on the mattress, lifted my legs back, grabbed my ankles, and offered Harold my wet ass and watched in wonder as his mammoth dick got closer and closer and then all I could see was Harold’s face as he leaned over me, pushing my legs back as far as he could, before plunging into my ass. Even though he had opened me up it was still painful having such a big dick, but I wanted him desperately and I flung my hands up, clinging to his back, trying to pull him into me deeper. The smile of joy and pleasure shone in Harold’s eyes as he looked into mine while he pistoned my hole – that is until the voice of an intruder interrupted our bliss. “Fucking Christ, you know Curtis is going bat shit down there about you two?” I turned my head and there was AJ, his head poking up through the roof hatch, a look of frustration across his face. “Good thing I remembered you were a crazy fuck who liked to sleep up here sometimes,” AJ continued on, “Otherwise he would be calling the fucking Sherriff right now to hunt your black ass down.” As AJ hoisted himself up the final rungs and onto the roof, Harold growled, yanked his dick out of my ass and began to mumble under his breath. AJ continued blabbering and I didn’t understand why Harold did not just tell him to go away and felt hurt as Harold quickly packed up his bag, threw on his overalls and went down the ladder, leaving me alone with AJ on the roof. I pulled the stained sheet over my body and watched as AJ came closer, stripping as he did, his long dick bouncing. “It’s about fucking time,” he said, “Everyone else has been up in that ass like they want but me, come on. Look at this fucking dick? I got a boner that won’t die. Give me that ass.” I rolled over to get further away and said, “NO!” making AJ stop, stare, then smile. “Oh you don’t mean that. I know all about what a sissy cunt you have been so far and it’s only been like what, a day, two days? SHIT! Come on now, if you don’t, I’ll tell Curtis.” Well I didn’t want AJ fucking me, but him telling Curtis would be worse, so I meekly nodded, and got back on the mattress. AJ was close to my age, cute, skinny, and a nice big dick like Curtis’ and he was right, he was hard. “Get doggy for me, I like that,” AJ said. I didn’t know what he meant, so once he explained, I got on my hands and knees, he fingered my ass a bit, which I did not like, then drove his dick into my hole as he kept talking. “So let me guess,” AJ said like he was carrying on a casual conversation and not fucking me, “Harold my man ended every sentence by saying you’re beautiful or some stupid shit? Dude ain’t right in the head. Don’t think you’re special. He says that to any white pussy within 10 feet. Harold only likes coffee and cream and white chicks love that shit.” I didn’t understand or respond, AJ sighed, “Fuck man, where the fuck you been, under a rock? Anyways, he likes interracial, black on white shit, you know? He won’t fuck with sistas – me I don’t give a fuck. – and let me tell you, I have seen him bang on some waddy skanky white pussy in the booths. Shit even I would not touch, and the whole time he is dicking them you can hear him calling them beautiful this and beautiful that, like God damn dude, just shut up and beat their pussy!” I realized then AJ was a “Chatty Kathy” and all the fucking talk was very distracting from the dick in my ass. Was he like this when he fucked other guys? I didn’t even know when he shot his load as one minute he is talking and fucking and the next he is done and getting dressed. “Come on now, Curtis is waiting.” I followed AJ to the roof hatch, tossed the sheet to the bottom, climbed down, picked it up and wrapped it around me and stepped out into Curtis’ office. AJ gave me a quick wink and quickly left, closing the office door hard behind him. Curtis leaned back in his chair, his eyes focused, smoke circling his head, and I watched unsure what to do as he picked up a glass pipe, set a flame to the little bowl, inhaled the smoke, and seemed to relax. While still holding the smoke in, Curtis motioned me over, pulled me close, stood up, covered my mouth with his and exhaled. I gulped, gasped, and coughed and he laughed. “Breathe in next time,” he snarled, and twice more Curtis set the flame to his pipe, and blew the smoke in my mouth, then he handed me the pipe and told me what to do. Several hits later I was feeling really strange, Curtis laughed and said, “I told you I expect you to be high, drunk, or doped out on your medicine. Now for two out of three.” He set the glass pipe down, pulled out his leather case, calmly filled a syringe, and I sat and obediently held out my arm. Curtis smiled as he injected me with my medicine and this time was different as it felt much more intense almost immediately and the room spun wildly. Without thinking I held out my right arm for his other syringe, which made Curtis hiss in a low voice edged with satisfaction, “Yesss, sissy cunt. Yesss.” Once Curtis had given me the second syringe, I swayed as I stood up, and bent over his dick, offering my ass as I fought to stay steady. “FUCK SISSY CUNT YOU LEARN QUICK, OR YOU JUST TRYING TO MAKE SURE I DON’T BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOU FOR DISAPPEARING ALL NIGHT? YOU SENT ME HOME WITH BLUE BALLS BITCH, TIME TO GET THAT CUNT WORKED. NO NEED FOR LUBE I KNOW, I CAN SMELL MY MAN’S CUM ALREADY FLOWING OUT OF YOU – DAMN SISSY.” My eyes were closed, my face was on the cool top of the desk as Curtis slammed his big dick into my ass and the cum Harold and AJ had deposited up there squirted out and lubed the way for him. I could hear Curtis’ voice like a low grind in the background and knew he was fucking me, but at the same time could not feel it. Damn, I was fucked up and high. I then felt Curtis wrap something around my neck and felt him pull hard – it was a belt, “PUSH THAT SISSY CUNT OUT FOR THIS NUTT, PUSH IT OUT – THAT’S IT – THAT’S IT – OH SHIT – PUSH IT OUT – TAKE THIS FUCKING NUTT SISSY, TAKE THIS FUCKING NUTT – TAKE…..” All I could mumble was thank you, thank you, thank you, as Curtis gave me his morning load as the belt tightened around my neck, and spit ran down the sides of my mouth. The belt dropped, my hole felt cool, strong hands grabbed me and I was then as pushed face down onto the mattress in Harold’s room. “You like this sissy cunt,” Curtis was asking as he was on my back, grinding his still hard dick around in my cum filled ass, “I know you do, yes you do. Fuck you sloppy, and nothing better than rape fucking a sissy, hmm….yes…think I need to plan a gang rape for you, not those little fucker dicks in the theater, no, a true gang of brothas who will tear you up sissy, oh yes, tear you up.” I think I passed out or fell asleep then and don’t remember. I think Curtis gave me another shot while I was still laying there, it’s still unclear, but the next thing I remember is being scared awake by someone standing over me, naked, with nothing on but a fucking Ronald Reagan mask. “DAMN! You should see your face right now,” AJ laughed as he peeled the mask back and knelt down beside me, “Here, I know Curtis says you are not supposed to eat nothing, but I was over at Stuckey’s, had a regular text me and fed him some dick, anyways, here, finish up this bit of sandwich. I’ll look out for you man. Don’t worry.” I felt really foggy, but my hunger pains were sharp, so I eagerly ate the bit of sandwich AJ gave me. He then handed me one of the water bottles Curtis had left, then asked, “Can I taste your ass? Please man? I know Curtis fucked you in his office, Christ could hear you both in the hall, it’s been so long since I tasted his cum, come on man, please?” I shrugged, rolled over, and AJ started lapping and slurping on my dirty hole, then he rolled me over, lay on me, and starting kissing me, feeding me chunks of cum and ass juice from my breedings and moaning and grinding against me. “You a nasty freak huh?” AJ asked as he banged his now hard dick against me, “Come on, Curtis wants you in the booths but fuck, you got me worked up again. Shit, later then. Damn what’s wrong with you? Hello, you there?” I felt all spacey and just closed my eyes and sort of drifted off, but mumbled, “Where’s Harold?” I awoke to a hot prick in my arm and AJ was kneeling beside me grinning from ear to ear, “This shit will get you right up Curtis says, feel it yet, come on.” He was dressed now and as my head became clearer I tried to find something to put on, but AJ grabbed my wrist, dragged me through the bathroom, Curtis’ office, and out the hallway with the video booths. We stopped at the booth closest to Curtis’ office and Curtis was standing there, waiting. He nodded to AJ who let go of my wrist and stepped behind him, then Curtis leaned in, kissed me, and asked, “What’s your name?” My head was clear enough to sense the danger and I replied, “I’m a sissy cunt.” Curtis smiled and asked, “I will assume the answer to my question is NO, so I won’t even bother asking, but let me explain. My booths have holes in the walls between them, they are called glory holes. Why, who the fuck knows, does not matter. This booth here is when we have something special to offer, like a sissy cunt like you. You are going to go in there and stand with your ass against the hole, understand? Watch whatever movie you want, you don’t need tokens, this booth is special as the videos play all the time. There’s a few joints and other shit on the chair, and I will be watching you on the cameras - well a couple of them – that are in there. One shows the whole booth, the other is on the floor looking up to the hole to catch all the action.” I was not completely sure what Curtis was meaning, but just nodded and listened as he went on, “When a customer comes into the booth next to you, bend your ass over, press it hard against the wall, and let them fuck you until they are done. That’s it. You’re like a fucking stupid sheep, damn, understand? Good. You don’t talk, you don’t ask questions, you don’t look at them, you are just a fucking hole for any dick to use – a true sissy cunt. Get in there and AJ won’t shut the fuck up about wanting to fuck you, so I will let him go first and that’s the only lube you are going to get, so you better milk that dick of his good.” I walked into the video booth, looked around, could barely hear the volume of the movie playing and looked for the volume control as Curtis closed the door and then to my surprise slid a latch and padlock into place on the outside of the door locking me in. I suddenly realized how funky and nasty I smelled and all my senses seemed super heightened, but what could I do about it? I picked up a joint off the chair, lit it, hit it like they had taught me and waited. Suddenly someone was banging on the wall behind me that had the hole it. I turned, looked and AJ’s face was peaking at me through the hole. “Fuck, what you doing? Gimme that ass, you know I’m ready.” I set the joint in the ashtray, backed my ass up to the hole, felt the wood edges against my skin and waited. Soon AJ’s dick was pushing between my cheeks trying to find my hole, but it was like shooting in the dark. I bent forward a little, reached back, grabbed his dick, and guided him to my waiting ass. I think that joint was laced with something because I suddenly felt flush and horned as hell and as soon as AJ’s dick was near my hole I pushed back on it as hard as I could. We both gasped, him in surprise, me in ecstasy, as his dick curved in and arched up to stroke my gut walls. I ground my hips, pushed back further, begging him to fuck me deeper. AJ was literally banging his fists on the wall and telling me how good it felt. Fuck, once again I realized I wished he would just shut up and fuck and not talk so damn much. This time when he got close his voice got louder, “I’m getting ready to shoot – fuck yeah – ease off just a little so the camera gets the money shot – oh shit – tease my head – TEASE MY FUCKING HEAD – TEASE MY – FUCK – CUMMING – CUMMING – FUCK…. NO..NO.NOOO.NOOOOOO.” Just as he had started to shoot I had pulled all the way off so that all the camera got was his dick twitching in thin air, drops of nutt spraying out. I had to laugh as I knew he felt cheated, but then I turned back around and slammed back on his spurting dick, ensuring the rest of his load went as deep as possible and clenched my ass as tight as I could to milk every drop. After AJ’s dick softened and pulled out, I stepped away from the wall, relit the joint, and waited, occasionally fingering my hole to taste the last load and wondering who would be next. Most of the dicks that came through the glory hole were nothing all that impressive and I kept thinking about Harold, wondering where he was and if he was missing me like I was missing him. I had taken several loads when the door unlocked, Curtis stepped in, fingered my cummy ass, smiled, gave me another shot, wiped off the cum that had covered the camera lens on the floor, and left me to take care of the next raw dick. The mix of porn on the video screen, the shit I was smoking, raw dick up my ass breeding me, hunger, the shot – between it all I was fucked up as shit and loving it, and wanted nothing more than another dick to fuck me. One or two guys tried to talk to me through the hole, but AJ was in the hall monitoring the action and would bang on their door. I lost track of time and was getting bored when the next dick that pushed through the hole made me stop and stare. At first I thought it might be Harold because it was so big, but this one was cut, the skin lighter, totally shaved, and had a weird downward curve. I grabbed this dick, feeling it’s weight and warmth, and eagerly bent over knowing I would enjoy this one. It was difficult to get in my hole at first due to the curve, but once I held it in the middle and backed up on it, it POPPED right in and then after I let go and the curve bounced back, it made me cry out a bit as it really stretched my guts. I tried bending my knees a bit, angling to the side, nothing made it more comfortable, but the guy fucking me seemed to be enjoying himself as his moans and groans became louder and then he stopped, pulled all the way out, and I heard him whisper, “Hey, push your hole as close to the wall as you can. I want to slam you, can you take that? Brace yourself or something, I’m close.” I did as the guy asked, shoved my ass tight against the hole, then reached back, spread my cheeks apart, and pushed back more. I then reached out with my left hand and braced myself against the door jam and waited. The big, curved dick tried to push its way in, but it felt like it was almost doubled over, but with a little twist of my ass it SLAMMED through my ring and I would have jumped right off if I had not been braced against the door. The guy on the other side of the wall was almost yelling now, “STAY RIGHT LIKE THAT – FUCK – JUST LIKE THAT – LET ME CLIMB UP IN THOSE GUTZ – BUST THAT HOLE OPEN – LET ME BUST IT OPEN.” He now started pulling all the way out and slamming back in, popping my ass ring each time before his dick expanded inside me and then pulled back out. My head spun, my guts cramped, but I held on and stayed right where I was at. I was suddenly overwhelmed with humiliation, guilt, embarrassment, missing Harold, and more that I could not quite understand, but my body stayed frozen like that until streams of hot cum and more were running down my leg and the emptiness told me he had finished. The padlock turned, the door slowly opened, and Curtis stepped in with a big smile followed by a short, light skinned black guy who was older than Curtis, mini dreads on his head, freckles, and he too was smiling as he said, “I just had to meet the sissy cunt that could take me like that. Curtis here says you will be around here for a while, yes? Oh I’ll be back, and next time will bring my boys as we like nothing better than converting a nice youngin.” I was not sure what he meant, but smiled, he and Curtis left, I lit up the joint, and waited, trying to drown all my feelings in smoke. A while later, AJ let me out, led me back to my room, but I told him I really had to go, and so after a long stop at the bathroom, I finally got to lay back on the bed. Once AJ left and locked the door, I grabbed a pair of Harold’s dirty overalls from the pile, took a long sniff, and held them tight as I laid on the mattress and waited for him to come back. Harold didn’t return, and when I awoke, I smoked a little then decided to see what was in the fridge to drink as I wanted something more than water. I opened the fridge and there on the top shelf was a piece of paper with the word BEAUTIFUL on the front, taped to a small box. I took the paper, opened it, and it was note from Harold that said, “Hey beautiful. Sorry I can’t be there right now, but Curtis needs me to take care of some business and I will be away for a while. Be good, do what he says, and until I get back, please take care of these for me. – Your Man.” I opened the blue box the note was taped to and there were Harold’s big diamond stud earrings. I set them and the note back in the fridge and wondered what was going on and realized he probably got sent away because Curtis did not like us being together. Well, I would be a good sissy cunt so Harold could come back, no matter what. STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 6: Truck Stop Window Shopping and Conversion Party **My Name is Mikey contains 16 chapters and new chapters will be posted roughly weekly - or sooner - if there is interest**

Previously… I laughed loudly, "look don't worry about the drugs, my fuckbuddy Andrew doesn't do too much, so I'd say Pedro's used to having orgies or groups or whatever you want to call this - evening entertainment - with people with all different tastes together". Harry took a deep breath and said "Fuck it, lets do this. Can you meet me in 30 minutes at Buchanan?” Buchanan St. Station was about halfway from where Harry was in the west-side to where we were, so it was fair I meet him there to bring him to Pedro's. I hung up, grabbed my bag and headed toward the door. As I passed through the downstairs hall I thought I saw a flash of movement from the door to Emmett's room - the male nurse. "Hello!?" I said to the hall, "Is anyone here?". No movement. Maybe it was nothing. "Fuck this" I thought, and I went to meet Harry - tonight was gonna be the fucking tops. Right so… My name’s Stuart and I’m about to go to a DFO as I used to call ’em – a drug fuelled orgy. This was back in the day before party and play meant meth and sex. Fuck, crystal hadn’t even gotten to London yet – or if it had I definitely hadn’t seen any trace of it. Typical drugs included almost everything else though – I’m giddier than a kid at Christmas. I feel like everyone knows where I’m off to. The old dear on the bus kept giving me “side-eye” and thinking back I’m sure she noticed I was still sniffing and twitchy from the coke I’d done a few hours ago. But in Glasgow as long as you’re not starting fights in the Barras over a Celtics/Rangers match, most people don’t give a shit. We’re all fuckin addicts anyways and she was probably waiting to go home to her fix – a trashy magazine and some Coronation Street probably – anything to escape the grey of the city. The bus pulled up in by Buchanan and I looked around for Harry. The midsummer weather was holding up and it would still be bright for another hour or two. A flash of fire-engine red – and there he was – Harry always got away with wearing really bright colours – mainly primary reds and blues, he had the colouring to pull it off. Currently he was wearing a bright red hoody pulled on over an old Hole (the band) t-shirt and leaning on his elbows against a railing, listening to music on his ipad and zoned out. I watched him for a second – his t-shirt tucked into his jeans and pulled tight – with the bonus of outlining his tight lean chest – you could see his nipples and nearly each muscle under the faded Courtney Love photo. His dark curly chest hair was sticking out of the collar – the only grooming he did was to religiously keep his eyebrows separate – apart from that he was a hairy fucker. His hood was up in true ASBO fashion (for non-Scot/English/Welsh folk; an ASBO stands for Anti-social Behaviour Offender – and it generally got applied to anyone who looked a little shifty in a hoody). Under the hoody you could see his square jaw and his current facial styling which looked to be a tight clipped beard– he went through a long period of experimenting with the razor - including a regrettable Salvador Dali period. Harry’s attractiveness was all in his smile - not that he wasn’t hot asides from that – he did a tonne of yoga and was able to get into all kinds of positions, and had a fit little body cause of it. He kept himself looking well and currently was allowing his dark curly hair a little more leeway up top, but it was his dimpled smile that just seemed bring all his charm together - he could melt the knickers off a nun with that smile! “Hey Harry!” I called out to him. He turned and drew his hoody back and pulled his earplugs out. “Oh hey man,” he replied, smiling and grabbed me into a big bearhug. He pulled back to my ear and whispered “we’re gonna get so fuh-hu-hucked tonight!” and pulled back grinning like the Cheshire Cat – fuck, what a gorgeous man! I laughed and said “yes we are” and then asked “is there anything you need in town?” Harry looked at me, smirked and hoarsely growled “moar lube!” and we both laughed. We’d both been to DFOs where the action came to a halt not cause of lack of drugs, but cause all the lube had been used up. “Moar lube!” was our private joke – “What was the call of the sexpig in the wild? Moar luuuube!” Harry then showed me a Boots bag and said “just kidding – I come prepared”. Inside were two bottles of Durex play – not my favourite but they’d do in a pinch. We went over to the bus stop and while waiting for the bus Harry took a long look at me – My clear pale skin, blue eyes, dirty blond hair and fit climber’s build means I’m used to guys occasionally checking me out – especially Brazilians for some reason, but Harry was noticing other things right now. “Dude, your eyes!” he whispered. Just then the bus pulled up. After my surreptitious check to make sure it wasn’t Gavin driving the bus (Harry knew all about Gavin, and had been there for some of the cringier text messages), we hopped on and sitting down beside me, Harry asked “dude, what are you on right now?” Of course Harry’s version of quietly asking, meant that now most of the bus were privy to the fact that I was high as a kite. “Dude”, I replied as I felt all eyes focus on me, “very fucking funny,” and gave Harry daggers. Harry took the hint, “oh yeah, ahem, just kidding”. The atmosphere loosened up a little and we got down to the logistics – we quietly discussed what to say if the other was feeling too fucked up or too uncomfortable – Harry said he may leave after a little while and say his sister had texted him, but that I shouldn’t feel obligated to leave then at all. Our DFOs were typically fuelled by ecstasy and he was just dipping his toe into deeper waters here. We talked about how much money we were willing to pay now (while relatively sober… well, while Harry was anyways) and what drugs we’d be up for trying if they were on the menu. I showed Harry the pic of the forty year old with Caesar haircut – he thought he’d seen him on the scene once or twice. He then told me what Caverject was – it was an instant boner injection – much like Viagra but quicker and with better results. As he was in full flow about the one time his erection wouldn’t go down for two days, we got to our stop. I buzzed us through and as we reached the apartment the door was once again ajar. Pedro came out to us wearing a dark-blue dressing gown and holding a joint. “Alright boys” he said, smiling while he eye-fucked Harry, “glad you dirty sluts could make it”. I laughed, “Pedro, this is Harry, Harry this is Pedro”. Pedro passed Harry the joint and said “Mac’s in the shower, he arrived about ten minutes before you. Richard’s on the computer. Finn’s inside on the phone to my mate Don who deals E – oh do you guys want in on that?” We looked at each-other and I said, “what kind?” Pedro winked at me “Blue angels of course”. Nice one! Blue angels were a really strong batch of E that had gotten harder and harder to track down as their popularity soared and most dealers were now asking twice the regular price for them. Harry and I both put in our orders – mine twice as much as Harry’s. Without saying anything we knew Harry was just gonna be there for tonight and I was staying the weekend. I guess I’d have to get moved into the house on the Monday so – good thing it was a bank-holiday. As Pedro ushered us into his kitchen area I saw a mid-thirties muscular bearish guy wearing just black track-suit bottoms with a white jock strap sticking up, and he was currently talking on the phone. At about 5’9” Finn was well worked-out with a light coating of blond-red fur across his broad chest. His hair on top was short and thinning, but that couldn’t be said for the rest of him – powerful hairy shoulders, hairy small-of-back and (I looked down) oh yeah, hobbit feet. He had a bright-red short-clipped beard and gave us a nod as we entered. I saw a gym bag on the kitchen counter, Pedro later said that Finn was his gym-buddy and had come over straight from there. Pedro got Finn’s attention to add our requests to the order. Finn winked at me as Pedro ushered us out of the kitchen to the living room – and while I knew it was going to be an orgy and we’d all be fucking soon, it was still hot to get winked at by such a hot manly fucker. I winked back and he licked the top of his lips suggestively while stroking his cock through his tracksuit. I grinned and Finn smiled and got stuck back into his deal. In the living room there was a large couch set arranged around a large flatscreen television and behind that was the sexy forty year old with the Caesar haircut, sitting with his back to us in front of Pedro’s computer. This was set up on a dining table – I guess Pedro didn’t entertain much in the usual sense. I saw the distinctive bright orange of the Gaydar webpage and in the background the rich blue of the Gayromeo site. As we approached Pedro called out, “hey Richard we have two more”. Richard turned and stood up – he’d put on clothes in the meantime and was fairly unassuming in them – a blue work shirt and suit pants. “I came from a funeral” he joked, and we laughed, “no seriously” he continued, “but it was my old homophobic boss, and I thought what better way to celebrate his passing, than with a big fucking gay orgy!” We all laughed again and sat on the couch while Harry passed the joint to me. Pedro started asking Harry a bit about how he knew me while Richard said, “guys I’m just checking through some of the guys that Pedro was thinking about inviting, I’ll be over to you in a second” and turned back to the computer. Harry was laughing with Pedro as he regaled him with the time he made a bet with me who could blow more guys in the Pipeworks, and he won. I took my third drag on the joint and then got up and walked around the couch to Richard, passing him the joint. It was making my coke high much more mellow and released the paranoia I had had since the bus. It’s lovely the way weed can do that – just like someone draining a sink or something – all of a sudden you start relaxing all these muscles and you relax your brain as well. All’s chill. Everyone’s here to have fun. Relaxed. I put my hands on Richard’s shoulders (firm and warm beneath the shirt) and looked at the screen. There were three profiles up, one with a giant bottle cock as the main pic. Richard followed my gaze and said “that’s Mac, he’s in the shower”. Nice one! He clicked to the other profiles – one a blonde 20 year old flight attendant and the other a muscular torso aged 25. The flight attendant profile I knew. “Don’t bother with him”, I said and Harry called “who?” from the couch. “Cantrapethewilling20” I replied back. “Oh him”, Harry laughed “yeah he’s just a time waster”. I told Richard the same story that Harry was giving Pedro. “The lad will chat you up, ask exactly what you want to do with him, send you a few naked pics, even arrange a time and a place but then will drop all contact with you”. Richard sneered and said “yeah I thought we’d been talking for a bit too long” and closed the profile window. Passing the joint back up to me for Pedro (I took one sneaky toke cause I was doing Pedro a favour bringing it over to him), Richard then said, “I agree with you about this other lad though, he sounds hot as fuck”. Pedro took the joint off me and told us – “yeah this lad’s a choreographer or some shit called Keiran”. He took a drag while reaching toward the coffee table and for the ashtray, and reaching below, his small silver tray with the goodies on it. “He’s up from Carlisle for some dance competition or something, which he won yesterday, so now he wants to celebrate in style – that sound good to you guys?” Harry smiled and said “Moar dik!” and fist pumped the air, (another mating call of the sexpig!). Harry’s eyes widened a little as he saw the sizeable baggy of coke that Pedro had pulled out. He had chopped up another straw and was crushing the powder with his credit card as I looked over to Harry. I gave him that “are you alright with this?” look, and Harry smiled to me. All good so! On being offered the first line, I took my straw and snorted the powder back like a pro – and not the coke virgin I’d been hours before. As it started hitting me I saw Harry do the same. Richard said he’d do his in a moment while Finn came in from the kitchen, “ah lovely” he said, taking the tray. After I waited for Finn to finish snorting his line, I asked him what had he ordered from Don? He rubbed his nose and smiled, “all the good stuff, some G, some MDMA, a load of E, some strong poppers and Don said he might have some K too”. “K?” I asked, a little incredulously. Special K was harder to get than a still hot cheese and onion melt from a Greggs. Sorry, that’s a bit of an in-joke – Greggs is a chain in the UK that sells what should be perfect hangover food – like bacon and cheese sandwiches – but they’re always stone-cold – suffice to say it was near impossible to get K for ages. I turned back to Harry to see if he’s be ok doing K, but he was preoccupied. Pedro was currently kissing him while taking his hand and putting it into his dressing gown. Finn was saying something to me “…so we can be prepared for later”. I zoned back in, “yeah, sorry, what?” I said. He laughed and said “I was wondering if you wanted to grab a shower in the other bathroom?” and stood up and said “I’m heading there too myself. I’m raced out of the gym without a shower. See?”. He pulled out a damp vest from his training back that he had brought with him and offered it to me. I brought it up to my face and smelled it – glorious earthy mansweat. Nice! I groaned “I love the smell of fresh sweat from a guy” and Finn laughed and said, “well then you’d better come with me to get your last whiff, not everyone’s the same as you and I’m gonna go clean up now”. He took my hand and guided me out of the room. I looked back to see Pedro with his dressing gown open and Harry jacking Pedro’s beautiful 9 incher with pure lust in his eyes. He was fine. Richard was still on the computer sifting through a few more profiles. Finn guided me to a bathroom I hadn’t been in before. There he said pulled down the tracksuit bottoms to show his fuzzy beefy arse lovingly framed in a white jockstrap. I joked “ I bet that drives them wild in the gym”. He laughed and said “you have no idea!” and then stood into the bath/shower area. I noticed a douching shower attachment. As I started to strip down to my underwear Finn said, “so you’re the hot China-white fuck that Pedro was going on and on about all evening?” The very one”, I replied smugly, the coke boosting my confidence centres again. “Do you like what you see?” I asked, flexing one bicep and then the other. “Oh fuck yeah” Finn replied and wrapped his strong hairy arms around my waist. He went on “I’ve been wanting to do this since Pedro showed me your profile pic, ya hot fuck” and pulled me towards him and planted his lips on mine. As he kissed me the coke was surging through my body again, and the feeling of our wet lips crushing together was like two mini-universes colliding – all nerve impulses shooting at once. He wrapped his sweaty body around me, his erection poking into mine from his too-small jockstrap pouch. He ran his right hand up through my hair and started shoving his tongue into me, pushing and poking and forcing my mouth open. Moving my head with hand he took control and worked his jaws against mine. His beard was soft which was good because otherwise I would have gotten serious beardrash from his forceful snogging. Finn clearly was used to taking what he wanted and I was loving it. After what seemed like an age, he pulled back from our kiss and guided my mouth down his furry chest. I could smell the sweat off him – waves of his rich man sweat nuzzling into me. He guided me to each pale pink nipple, but as he didn’t take too long with each I could tell he wasn’t a nipple man. Fair enough – I’m not either unless I’m really fucking high. I nipped and played with each of them before he shoved me into his armpit. “Aw yeah” I thought, as I breathed in his ripe heavy scent. I was in a sea of sensory overload - his overall smell was nutty like walnut and salt– with the slightly bitter tones and all – maybe they suggested he hadn’t showered since yesterday but I was loving it. I shoved my nose into his glistening pit hair and was rewarded with his smell all over my face. He pulled me back to his face. “You really like that don’t ya?” he asked, looking me straight in the eyes. I responded by kissing him passionately. He pulled me to him into the bath and then started pushing my shoulders down. I went down to my knees as I lapped and nuzzled down his furry treasure trail. His ripe bulging jock strap was presented in front of me. I rubbed my face against his straining erection feeling his thick 6” cock through the thin scratchy fabric. He reached down to pull the pouch to side and his hard cock popped out and fell straight into my willing mouth. This is what I loved about gay slutty sex. You can literally just meet someone – have a wink or a smile, and next thing you’re blowing them. I always loved how stripped of bullshit gay relationships could be. I started tonguing Finn’s salty cock, and as my mouth pushed down his shaft I got to base where I saw the curtains matched the drapes. Having the highest proportion of red heads anywhere in the world, I had had my fair share of ginger lovers, but I always loved my first view of their firecrotch. I nuzzled into Finn’s damp thatch and got me a fucking smorgasbord of smells from his sweaty jock and pubes. I breathed in heavily while relaxing my throat so that I could half-deep throat him (which at 6” wasn’t really a problem). Finn responded by moaning, he obviously liked the throat fucking position. I picked up the pace and got into that proper gag-reflex frame of mind – the one that consciously tells your body – “nope I’m in charge here, do what I say” and got Finn into an easy pounding rhythm. As Finn was stuffing my face with his cock, I felt him reach down my back to my jocks and slip his fingers in to slide down my crack. Finding what he was looking for he started to circle my sweaty cum-lubed hole. He chuckled “oh shit dude, I see you’ve been pretty busy today”. I laughed on his cock, which almost made me gag but I got back in control pretty quickly. Finn sped up a bit and while increasing his assplay variations – a bit of poking, some circling, some rubbing the edge of the hole near the taint, - he knew what he was doing – I was in very capable hands – or well, they were in me. He groaned “oh fuck yeah,” and grabbing my hair with his other hand, he started force fucking my throat. He pulled his fingers out of me and shortly after I hear some rattling from the side counter. I looked up to see Finn taking his fingers up to his nose with a tiny metal spoon with a bump of coke in it. After he snorted the bump he started smelling his cum stained fingers. “Oh yeah boy” he muttered, increasing his speed, “oh yeah” he repeated breathily, “just keep doing what you’re doing”. I kept letting him throat fuck me, while I could hear him take a deep whiff of the cum and coke and ass juice smell he got from my ass. “Oh fuck yeah!” I heard Finn exclaim, as I felt his cock swell. Finn grabbed my hair in both hands shoved his cumming cock in as far as it would go. My nose was crushed against his heady crotch and in pig heaven as he began pumping ribbons of cum down my throat. Finn pulled off me and asked to see my hole. I turned around and dropped my jocks and I could feel him pull my cheeks apart. I felt him finger me and then he ordered me to hold them apart. As I did, he grabbed his phone from the counter and took a photo – just showing my spread ass and hole. Showing me the photo, I saw that my hole was a fairly bright pink – a few degrees brighter than its usual pale pink. Oozing out at the top was a pearl of cum Finn had just transferred from his own dripping cock. “I made a bet with Mac,” he said, “that I’d be the next in where Pedro left off, but your deep-throating was so good that I couldn’t help myself”. I turned to him laughed as he sent the photo. “Still,” he went on, “I guess technically it’s true now”. I chuckled, “actually, about that, I’m afraid you’re too late,”. He looked at me intrigued, “what do you mean?” he asked. I thought about telling him but then decide it was best as a horny story to tell the whole group. I said, “well, let me explain when we’re get back to the group”. Then Finn and I took turns using the douche and showering, all the while he kept trying to tease out from me, who else I had been with since earlier. There’s something strangely sweet about douching with another guy. You’re both gay so you should already be past any hang-ups with shit, but this way you both can have a frank chat about it while swapping places on the “hotseat” (the toilet). Maybe it’s one of those interactions that only ever works when high. Eventually we were both running clean, and we were fairly sure the majority of the water had gone out. Finn insisted on testing my hole with his rapidly recovering cock, and as he pulled his semi out and said “yep, all clear” we both heard the doorbell go.

Nothing better for me than sucking hole; well maybe getting my own hole cleaned out too.

Previously… There was a clock on the wall and it was reading 4.20 (I took a drag of the spliff) and I asked, "Pedro, you can do it, but I've to meet my landlord at 7. How long does coke last?". Pedro immediately realised I was a coke-virgin and bringing over the tray said "don't worry Stuart, it'll be just a mild buzz like coffee by that time". Lying bastard. Right so… My name’s Stuart and I was about to do cocaine for the first time with hot tattooed Spaniard in his late 30’s called Pedro. Exotic as he sounds this was happening in a surprisingly nice 2 bed-apartment in Glasgow’s dingy East End. Pedro (who was to later become my dealer) had convinced a very stoned me, that we had do coke to celebrate my beautiful white ass, and he planned to snort his off of my asshole. So first he came up to the head of the bed and passed me the small metal tray. On it was some coke, which was drawn up in four neat lines. “Those three are for later” he explained and passed me my straw. I looked at him sheepishly, “so I just snort it yeah?” I asked. He smiled, “just that, close your other – what do you call it?” “Nostril” “Yeah close the other one, snort it, and just enjoy the ride, but wait until after I do mine”. Taking his straw and a pretty large bump expertly on the back of his hand, Pedro scooted down the bed while I went on all fours to look at the tray in front of me. I felt Pedro’s hands on my asscheeks and looked back at him. He pushed my ass further forward and down and pushed out my legs, exposing my hole. “Fuck yeah chico” he said, “I’m gonna snort this china-white from your beautiful hole”. I stayed as still as I could as I felt the powder being shaken on my asshole and after a second of two heard a snort. “Oh fuck yeah” Pedro almost croaked, as the cocaine started its work, “now you do yours chico” he said a bit hoarsely, caught up in his high. As Pedro’s hand continued to hold my ass apart, I turned to the tray and held up my straw. Looking at the line on the left I went for it, and in one snort managed to get all the line in, no crumbs, no waste. I immediately felt weird as though I had gunged up the back of my nose, and then could taste the slightly soapy flavour to the coke start to seep down the back of my throat. Then it hit me. Suddenly I was sure of everything. I knew what was going on, as my heart started to beat faster, I knew my eyes were dilating and this feeling of what can only be described as “wellness” inched up the back of my brain and switched all the anxiety buttons off. I was relaxing into my power – I know that sounds bit fuckin’ flakey – like some dumb self-help book for frustrated middle-aged women – but that’s the easiest way to say it - the coke made my energy levels shoot up and at the same time stripped away all my (lets be honest) many self esteem problems. Quickest way to stop giving a shit about anything. Physically I felt my skin almost singing as I got up on my hands and knees and arced my back. I felt fuckin’ good. “Oh yeah it’s hitting me” I said, “oh man, that’s hitting me hard”. “Good to hear it chico” said Pedro, “cause you’re gonna love this” and with that he dove his face down into my ass… . . . …I needed to put those dots there… I needed to pause this memory to give a moment’s respect to one of the purest, most delicious moments of sexuality I have ever, fucking, experienced. Pedro, that beautiful bastard, knew how to rim. Added to that - his coke-fuelled energy. Added to that - my coke-high. It was Pure. Fucking. Perfection. He went all-in to his job. We’re talking spitting and using fingers. We’re talking high-speed dragging your stuck-out tongue like a paintbrush up the entire ass-crack. We’re talking tongue-fucking, and then tongue and finger action at the same time. Pedro loved rubbing his shaven head against my bucking hole. Then there was that biting jaw-action you can do covering your teeth when you’re deep in a guy’s ass. I was experiencing his rimming as if I was doing it myself. I instinctively knew what he was going to do from my overdriven senses. I knew when he would begin to start circling the tip of his tongue or shaking his face and shoving his nose into my wet juicy crack. I always liked the expression “like a pig after truffles” – well Pedro was a piggy bastard and I was loving it. I had been thrashing on the bed with pure pleasure. It took me a while to focus out of whatever zone I was in and come back to where I was. Pedro had come up for some air. I was spreadeagled – my pale smooth but defined body on all fours on his bed - I looked over at the tray to see I’d knocked against it and all the lines were one pile again – still all on the small little tray though so that was good. I picked it up and turned to pass it back to Pedro saying “sorry man, I think you’ll have to line em up again”. Pedro just laughed, he’d been stroking his beautiful tan cock to hardness. I looked at his cock and said “maybe it’s my turn to snort a line off you?” “Chico” he said (I normally hate any kind of nickname but I was loving his sexy Spanish accent - he could have been calling me a fucking nonce and I’d still have lapped it up), “you can put that coke on my cock, but coke does not get snorted off my cock.” I looked at him a bit puzzled. He looked back at me, his deep-brown eyes smiling, expectantly. I looked back at him, a small smile timidly growing on my face. He started to nod. I started to nod. “So you get what I’m saying?” he said. I replied, “um, actually no, not a clue – how else am I gonna get it off your cock? Are you just gonna let it drop off? Won’t that waste it?” Pedro looked at me exasperatedly – “Chico, I’ll fuck it into you”. “ohh”, I replied as I finally put two and two together. I won’t lie, sometimes I can be a little bit on the “slow-fucker” side of things. With that Pedro grabbed the tray out of my hands and said “push your ass back here chico”. I pushed back along the bed to him, ass in front of his cock. Pedro balanced the tray on this chest at the end of his bed and reached underneath to pull up some body-glide – a silicone lube that’s brilliant for fucking but you never get out of the sheets. Normally some stupid factoid like that would make me tense up just a little – those tiny nagging worries that build up and stress you out of having a decent shag. Now I couldn’t give the slightest tiniest fuck, I didn’t even think about the fact that this would have be bareback and I normally hardly ever barebacked and only with people I intimately trusted. Still there was a part of me that bubbled up and said “so let me get this straight Pedro, you are gonna fuck me with that lube and a line of coke – is that really doable?” Pedro chuckled and said “you’re in safe hands chico. I know the right amount for your ass and you’ll feel a whole new type of high” Then he took my right hand and said “but you should go first” and rubbed some lube on my finger and then put a bump on my index finger. He directed my hand behind my arched back, “now guide that into your hole chico!” With Pedro’s guidance I started to push my fingers into my spit-slick hole rubbing the coke and lube into my pucker. The coke and lube were such opposite textures, slippy and gritty and it felt great, no, it was “right”, and I started to get off at the idea of my fingers getting in past my tight pucker, one, then two, then three. As I was fitting the third finger into a comfortable finger fucking rhythm – I was suddenly fascinated by the way I could keep balance with a hand pushing fingers up my ass. Time seemed to slow down as my entire body was swaying with the finger fucking pulse and I was following every groove of my knuckles when Pedro’s voice started to come from what I though was another room. “You’re a complete natural chico” he smiled, “mama china, she obviously loves you, and I know just the way we’re gonna say thank you, now come to papi”. I took my fingers out and got to the end of the bed where Pedro was. Pedro enfolded me in his strong tattooed arms and pulled my hand to his face. He sniffed deep, “mmm chico, you smell tasty” he said and then guided my hand down to his cock. I reused my lube on his cock and then turned and bent over the bed again. I pushed my cheeks back just under his cock. Then Pedro squirted a bit more lube on his uncut 9 incher and started to rub his cock all up and down my ass crack. Time slowed down again for me as I felt the tingle of every deep rub from his cock against my pucker. I needed him inside me. We needed to be one. I needed to feel his cum deep inside me. Pedro looked at me, I was turning back to watch him grind against me. His upper lip curled as he looked from my face to my rocking asshole. “Mm you like that chico,” he groaned, biting his lip. He put his hands on my ass slowing down my movement, “now I want you to stay still for minute”. He found the coke and lined his rock hard dick with the thick remainder of the last two lines. He reached back to get his phone and recorded himself pushing in the head of his cock – coated with coke. “Aye I can feel it go in” I grunted, to which Pedro quipped “I fuckin’ hope so”, I responded, “I mean the coke on top of your cock man”. We laughed and I just let the sheer wave of pleasure as his 9 incher kept shoving through my sphincter up to my prostate – filling me and expanding, filling and rubbing and pulling back slowly and then pushing back a tiny bit quicker. Meanwhile the coke was starting to make my ass numb at first. Pedro tossed me up his phone. “Press play” he said and I started to watch my pink hole with a coke covered cock get fucked. “It looks like a double dipper” I laughed, but Pedro didn’t hear me or maybe he didn’t get the reference – double dippers were these paper packets of sherbet you got in the UK and some of Europe, with separate raspberry and orange sherbet compartments and a yellow candy stick that you licked and dipped into them one by one to lick off the sherbet. I could hear myself saying “Aye I can feel it going in”. Pedro continued to serve my ass pumping in and out a slow regular pace now. It was hot to watch this ass – I mean - my ass get chem-fucked by this thick juicy cock. I looked away from the phone and turned back and saw him – head thrown back to look at the ceiling, hands up to tweak his nipples, muttering to himself “fuck yeah this is a tight puta pussy” as his hips went on and on, slowly auto–fucking his chems into me. He was in his own euphoria. I turned back to the video. The file had finished, I exited the file and saw the other movie files show up beside it, a lot of their previews pink and orange from some other close-up on a bodypart – more homemade porn? I clicked on one thinking “he won’t mind”, and quickly saw a familiar face – Andrew my fuck buddy! Pedro started to pick up the pace. A steady ball-slapping fuck at this stage – the pleasure from each thrust hit that reward centre in the back of my brain and rolled down my back. “Oh yeah”, I groaned, “shove your cock deep in me! Pound my ass!” As I jolted from the fucking I pressed the play button. I thought, this way I can include Andrew even if he’s not here. The video was jerky (or maybe it was the fact that I was being punch-fucked by Pedro while I watched it) but showed my fuck buddy’s face – who was an auburn-haired catholic lad from Belfast over here to get a bit of distance from the place – who could blame him? Building a fancy Titanic museum doesn’t even begin to paper over the cracks in that broken city. The video panned back to show him being fucked in the same bed I was in, but not by Pedro, but some other white lad with a northern Irish accent who was smacking his already-bright red ass. I guessed Pedro was enjoying filming him too much to be currently taking part. The coke and fucking won back my complete attention and I laid the phone down by my side. At this stage Pedro was pulling his cock out almost fully and then shoving it all the way back in – punch fucking as I call it. It really pounded my asshole’s nerves – my ass was on fire. The pace of the punchfucking increased Pedro had hips like a fuckin’ eel. My head was being push further into the bedding and I muffled out “Just keep fucking me” as my prostate started to swell. From the phone I heard “Choke on my cock ya dirty Taig-cunt” and almost got completely derailed from my building climax. Y’see – Andrew loved a bit of roleplay – specifically protestant/catholic dom/sub roleplay – he tried to get me into it but I could never keep a straight face. One great thing about coke, you only have to remember your sexy situation - being topped by a hot Spaniard who’s chem-fucking your ass into oblivion, and you’re there 100% focussed again. Pedro was stiffening inside me, his sweat dripping onto my back, to run down my ass and get fucked into me by his insatiable tool. He had both feet on the bed on either side of my knees and was resting his hand on my shoulders as he fucked me a type of doggy – doing squats to dip his dick in and out of my tingling ass. We both were past our usual stamina at this point. I urged him on, “fuck yeah Pedro, I’m almost ready”. He looked me looking back at him and grinned. Then he started pounding my ass like a man-possessed. I couldn’t keep up with him and it was in a very short time he started breathing low and heavy. He grabbed my hips and muttered something in Spanish and then I could feel his cock fill up and shoot out hot cum straight into my ass. Time slowed down with as he came, my energy and his energy joining, the coke sending everything electric, the cum - we were one being, blissed out on life. Beside me the phone display showed 6.45pm. Oh fuck....

I like to say..."Undetectable is the new NEGATIVE".

Damn! I remember Scott O'Hara from his films - and my subscription to STEAM. Would love to have felt that raw cock inside me - but that was before I started partying or tested +. So I just fantasized back then... GreaT sTory!

Research says there is a 98% less likelyhood of infection with an undetectable partner. Now, the Neg. Top/ Undetect. Bottom is less risky than taking the load. But also consider, someone who tells you they are negative isnt 100% sure of their status

(part 3) Charlie and Peter were ready to crash after their first night of partying I Tina. They were able to get about 6 hours if sleep before they woke up together in bed. Since Miguel and Jaime were working on last minute party plans the teens Miguel allowed them to user their master bedroom. It was easy for Miguel to arrange the weekend party. He had his usual supplies for the weekend and placed a couple calls to get stone extra T, G and X. Miguel had held these parties before. He only invites select individuals who he knows. Those that attend pay a simple entrance fee and the party favors are included. Miguel had bought the old house that he used for theses parties. It was a simple 3 bedroom with pool in back. Parties like this were not a money maker for Miguel. He looked at out as good customer relations. His profit margin fir this party was far below what he typically makes over a decent weekend in sales, but wartime has a good time and what he loses in sales for this one weekend he'll makes up for in sales the following weekend. And with Charlie and Peter to help with sales, Miguel figures he can pick up some extra cash pimping their asses out to their clients. It was late afternoon when the teens woke up. They laid in bed and talked about last nights events. Charles was still a little freaked about the drugs and the raw sex. Peter seemed top accept what had happened and actually was turned on over the entire situation. Peter doc his best to calm Charlie down and to accept their fate. Peter held Charlie in his arms as they talked an d it seemed top calm him down. As the teens were laying I bed talking Miguel came in telling then to get up and eat a good meal before they were to leave for the party. Charlie & Peter fixed a good meal as they continued to get used to the idea of thirty new life. Both boys knew that if they had not taken the bus to Phoenix they'd be homeless and outed I their own home town. After the boys were done eating Jamie took them into the bathroom where they were told to shave down for the party. Both boys recall that Jamie was rather smooth with trimmed body hair. The teens weren't that hairy to begin with do it was easy for them to trim and shave Edgar they needed to in order to be ready for the upcoming event. Once they were ready the four of them headed out to the house. They had to make a stop I the way to pick up the extra supplies. When they arrived at the house Jamie showed the two teens around and then had then help set up the slings while Miguel fixed the supplies that the newbies would use over the weekend. It didn't take long for guests to start to arrive. The newbies were allowed to mingle with the guests until enough had arrived to get things started. Jamie told the boys to strip and climb into the slings in the living room. Peter quickly tossed his shirt and jeans aside and eagerly climbed into one of the slings. Charlie followed his friend and tossed his clothes side joining his friend in the sling near his. Miguel came into the room with the supplies that would keep the newbies flying am weekend long. Miguel told Jamie that the points were numbered and that the newbIes would get slams at designated times. This reminded Jamie of the weekend that Miguel introduced him to slamming. It was also when Jamie was pozzed and he knew the fate his brother and Peter were about to experience. Jamie had no regrets over those actions, he just wasn't sure that it was the right thing for his brother. As the newbies relaxed in the slings Miguel explained to them how the next few days were going to go. He first explained that they would be getting slams if Tina at regular intervals. They were free to get out of the sling if they needed a break, but that they weren't to be to far from him or Jamie. Miguel would administer Peter's first slam while Jamie would give Charlie his first slam. Miguel explained to the teens what to expect as they experienced their first slam. Jamie told Charlie to relax and that he was going to enjoy himself over the next few days as he applied a tourniquet to his left bicep while Miguel fix the same to Peter. Both Charlie and Peter watched as their arm was wiped with alcohol and then the point was stuck into a nice vein. After registering a flash of blood to masks sure the needle was in a vein the contents were emptied into each teen. The tourniquets were pulled off and burn boys coughed out as the drug worked into their bodies. Any fear Charlie had quickly disappear as he rode the strong rush he was experiencing. Both boys looked at each other and smiled as they were experiencing their first slam. The only only words spoken were from Peter who simply said 'FUCK YEAH!', and Charlie added 'OH YEAH'. The guests quickly gathered around the two teens as they were cock hungry ready to be fucked. It didn't take long for the fucking to begin. Both Charlie and Peter were definitely into this scene which pleased Jamie. One by one each guest fucked and seeded each teen. At precise times they were each given another slam to keep the high. when the boys were also provided water and G laced juice and Gatorade to keep them hydrated, energized and horny. When things slowed down the boys were taken out of the sling and out to the pool to get refreshed. While in the pool the two boys compared their night so far. Charlie admitted that he was nervous at the begging but after the first slam he was really into everything. Peter admitted that he was loving the drugs and he could definitely get used to this lifestyle. The rest of the weekend progressed the same. Both boys were fucked by almost every guy who came to the party. The few who didn't fuck the two teens were total bottoms that attended the party. When Sunday afternoon came both boys were ready to crash. After being awake for three straight days they were ready to crash.

I decided to bite the bullet and get one this afternoon. Didn't go for the #BBBH though in the end which means no freebies for me unfortunately! You can see a pic here

Part 6 Tony’s first load frothed around Chris’ cock as he slammed his massive girth into my hole over and over again. My hole felt stretched but at the same time gloriously open, I could feel my ass lips clinging to his cock as he withdrew each time, I could feel his mushroom head massaging my intestines and it penetrated their previously unexplored depths. As Chris’ onslaught picked up its pace I found myself reduced to a whimpering writhing slut bottom, begging him over and over again to fuck me and give me his load. This only spurred Chris on, and he began to pull on the chains of the sling causing it to rock in such a way that the back swing of the sling met with his forward thrust each time ramming his cock into me even harder. I head the voices of men around me calling encouragements to Chris goading him on, telling him to destroy my hole. I had been part of the crowds before, cheering on a fellow top as I waited for my turn at some sluts dripping hole, and now here I was the dripping slut. My cock throbbed and my hole pulsed. “Yeah boy mike my cock.” Even as I felt my hole growing slacker from the constant pounding, blossoming around Chris’ impossibly thick cock I could see the crowd that was forming around me pressing in till soon a cock was pressed against my mouth. Greedily I began to suck on the cock I had been presented with, milking it for all I was worth. Chris began to growl as he hammered away at my hole; his thrusting becoming more and more erratic till finally he practically shouted, “Take my fucking load boy,” and slammed in balls deep as his cock began to rocket ropes of cum into my abused hole. After a few moments of recuperation Chris withdrew his cock but before I could miss it another took it’s place. So it went on for the next few hours, cock after cock was stuffed up my ass and down my throat. As soon as I thought it was over another cock would be pressed into my loose dripping sloppy hole. I had become the bottom I had always coveted. I have no idea how many loads I took or how many guys fucked me that night. The blonde next to me said that he thought it had to be close to forty guys and quite a few more loads then that sense most of them went at least twice. When I finally got home that morning, cum was still running down my legs from my gaping battered and bruised hole as I fell face first into my bed. I wreaked of sweat, sex, and cum and I was utterly satisfied and it was perfectly clear that I would never be a top again. I had found my place as a bottom slut and I was overjoyed to have found my place at last.

Part 5 Chris was a tall gray haired thickly built guy who I had seen a few times before at the baths. The thought of his beer can thick cock made my hole twitch and as it twitched I felt the wet warm load slowly dripping out. I clenched my ass tight not wanting to lose a drop, wanting desperately to keep it as lube for Chris’s massive cock. “Hell yes,” I head Chris respond, and turned my head to see where the voice was coming from. I watched Chris pull his cock from one of the other bottoms in the slings and walk over. I had never thought about how hot Chris was until this moment, before when we were both tops he didn’t much matter, but now that my hole was primed with a load and ready for his cock to stretch me further and further he looked like the god of all Daddies. His cock swung from side to side in front of him slightly as he walked over to me, ass juice glistening on the broad mushroom head from the hole he had just been fucking. He smiled at me, hunger burning in his eyes. “Fuck,” Chris said turning to Tony, “Thought this boy was a top only how did you finally get inside his hairy little fuck hole?” “Flipped him on his back and eat his cunt out till he begged for my cock.” Something about having these two stunning men talk about me as if I wasn’t even there turned me on even more and my hole gave another powerful twitch. Tony stepped closer and ran his hand across my sweaty cum covered crack. As his fingers touched my hole he pressed gently on my hole and I willingly opened my hole to take four of his fingers inside me. “And now,” Tony added, twisting his fingers around inside my hole, “This total top’s been turned into a nice loose open fuck hole cum dump ready for breeding.” “I’m going to enjoy stretching out his hole even further.” Tony pulled his fingers from my hole with a soft plop, and Chris stepped up between my legs a wicked smile on his face. His thick mushroom head pressed against my hole and after a few long moments steadily began to stretch my hole wider and wider as it sunk inside me. My heart quickened with lust and my stomach jumped into my throat as I felt him slide with only a little discomfort balls deep inside of me. Chris groaned as he sank deeper and deeper inside of me his smile widening clearly enjoying my warm cummy hole. “How old are you kid,” he asked as his balls came to rest on my ass. “Twenty-four,” I moaned in reply. “And tonight’s the first time you’ve been fucked?” “Yes.” “Jesus you’ve been waiting this sweet cunt. You should have been on your back with your legs spread for cock sense you turned eighteen. That’s alright though, we’ll just have to get you bred extra to make up for lost time.” Chris started to pump his cock in and out of me slowly. “You would like that wouldn’t you boy, you want a load from every top in the bathhouse willing to give you one?” “God yes. Please fuck me! I need more cock.” The words surprised me even as they came out of my mouth but at the same time I knew they were true. At that point I wasn’t sure I would ever want to top again, my whole world was centered around the overwhelming extract of having my ass stretched and penetrated by tick meaty cocks.

I whimpered. I twisted and writhed. I closed my eyes and bit my lip and groaned deep in my chest, but Mac’s tongue didn’t seem to tire in the slightest. His hands were gripping my ass cheeks and his strong thumbs were holding them apart while he drove his tongue into me with a series of deep and hot strokes that seemed designed to drive me insane. The litany of filthy talk that Bill was pouring into my ear wasn’t helping me control myself, either. “Oh, baby, give in,” Bill said, and I could hear the teasing promise of relief. My dick ached it was so hard again, and my back twisted as I tried to find a position that didn’t make me feel so completely vulnerable and totally fuckable. This was crazy. What was I doing? Mac’s tongue drilled in particularly deep and wet, and my whole body shook, my mouth dropped open, and I heard myself say, “Please!” Big Al laughed, and I glanced at him, feeling a shameful heat rush to my face. “I’m gonna go check on Tim. Maybe fuck his face a while,” the huge man said, and left the room. His voice trailed after him, a bit louder from the hallway, “I’ll tell Andrew where to find you.” From the four-poster bed, Robert began to grunt loudly as he continued to hammer his dick into the prone – and bound – and blindfolded – Mark. Bill turned my head to make me look at the scene on the bed. Robert was slick with sweat, his blond chest hair now dark with it, and Mark was covered in a sheen of perspiration of his own. His head sagged under the onslaught that Robert was delivering. Robert’s arm shifted, wrapping around Mark’s neck, and he pulled hard on him, still thrusting in short rough bursts. “Tell me you fucking want it, boy!” he nearly yelled into Mark’s ear. I heard Mark’s gagged reply – “Efffffff, Uhhhrrrr!” – as I saw Robert ram himself in deep and growl out a long, low, “Fuck!” He’d just come deep inside Mark. “Yeah,” Bill said, his voice excited. “That’s what you want, isn’t it, boy?” Behind me, Mac’s tongue circled, twisted, licked, dove – I was nearly sobbing now, hyperventilating in my attempt to suck in a completely breath. On the bed, Mark had collapsed as much as his bound limbs would let him, and Robert rolled off him. His dick came free with a slurping sound, and I saw the spunk dribble down his thick shaft as the hairy sweaty man lay on his back beside the prone young man. I twisted and writhed on the hot wet tongue drilling into my pucker. Bill took both sides of my head and met my gaze, smiling almost cruelly. “Think how that’d feel, boy – all those cocks, all that freedom....” He leaned in closer. “Tim loves it, and he knew you’d love it, too.” Behind me, Mac buried his tongue deep and flicked it inside my hole. I could feel the mix of cum and spit dripping onto his chin, and I let out a groan of animal need. My ass wasn’t full enough. A tongue was always like this – it drove me mad, wanted me to be more full, wanted that slick wet heat to be something thicker, harder, and longer. “Look at your friend,” Bill said. “Ever seen him more relaxed?” Bill turned my head to look at where Mark lay. His back was moving slowly, taking in huge slow breaths on the bed. His legs and arms sagged in the ropes, and his little round ass – now rubbed raw and red from the hairy men who’d topped him – was wet with sweat and spunk. I groaned with frustration and need. “Fuck!” I nearly screamed the word. Mac’s tongue darted just right and I shivered bodily again. “Oh, fuck! Please!” I was nearly crying. Any moment now I would be. “You want a dick in your whore boy ass, don’t you, boy?” Bill asked, in a deeply amused tone. “Yes!” I begged, “Yes!” I clenched my jaw, pushed my ass back hard onto Mac’s face. I could feel him rooting in my pucker like a man possessed. I felt my eyes fill with frustrated tears. “You’ve had the only clean dick in the house,” Bill said. I sobbed. “So,” Bill said, leaning in close again, and wrapping his rough hand around the back of my neck. “You’re going to have to ask us for our dirty cocks. You’re going to have to ask all of us to ruin your hole with our dirty, hard, raw, rough,” each word was punctuated with a shake of my neck, “mean, daddy cocks.” Mac’s tongue drilled and twisted, and I squirmed and writhed. Insane. This was insane. I shivered again, shook, and then - “Please!” I yelled. “Please! Ruin me! Fuck me! Please, god, please!” Mac didn’t stop for a moment. I was definitely crying now. “Who first?” Bill asked, his smile wicked, as he added “But understand, boy, you’re asking for all of us, eventually.”

Big Al saw me hesitate, and his teeth flashed from under his bushy beard. "Wait, no, you're right," he said, adding "get naked. Then get over here." His hand rubbed his crotch again, and I watched the muscles play in his thick arms. My stomach was in knots. I couldn't believe I'd tossed my keys into that bowl. Again, I remembered Tim telling me about his relationship with Bill. "He's really opened me up," Tim had said, "in more ways that one." I'd laughed then, but I wasn't laughing now. I was too nervous. Tim had had his first threesome with Bill, and - to my amazement - Tim had admitted that the dirtier and wilder they got, the more he enjoyed himself. "I had no idea what I was missing until he showed me," Tim had said, with all seriousness. I bit my lip, and tugged my shirt over my head. Big Al smiled, and his eyebrows rose. "That's the attitude, boy." I rose, and self-consciously undid my belt, kicked off my shoes and socks, and then stepped out of my jeans, wearing only my underwear now. At this point my nerves faltered a bit more. I think Big Al noticed again, because he pulled off his shirt. Holy crap did he live up to the name. His arms were like tree trunks, thick with knots of muscle, as was his chest. To my surprise, he wasn't at all hairy other than the beard. That he had a belly didn't ruin the effect - if anything, it made him seem all the more masculine. He looked like a freaking viking or something. With that encouragement, I dropped my underwear and walked over to where he was sitting. He spread his big arms across the back of the couch and smiled at me. "Get it wet, boy," he ordered. I crouched naked in front of him and undid his belt a little awkwardly, then pulled it free from his jeans. He lifted a bit from the cushion when I unbuttoned and unzipped him, and then when I tugged at the jeans his dick - as thick as the rest of him - sprung free. Big Al went commando. I'm not gonna lie. My mouth watered. It had been a while, and listening to Tim constantly talking about the new and interesting ways Bill had shoved his cock inside Tim had been riling me up for weeks. Big Al's uncut meat - a favorite of mine - was just the ticket. I went down on him with a vengeance, slurping the full length of him into my mouth before he was fully hard, and working my tongue under the big guy's foreskin. "Oh, that's right, boy, you slobber that up good," he groaned, his voice like gravel. He got hard quickly under my enthusiastic sucking, and I had to move a hand to grip his shaft. His was one of the thickest dicks I'd ever sucked, and his length was nothing to sneeze at, either. I moved my free hand up his belly to his hard chest, and pressed against his strong muscle, redoubling my efforts to suck his dick whole. I held my breath while I buried his dickhead in my throat for a few seconds - I was out of practice, and nearly gagged the second time - and one of his thick hands took my shoulder, squeezing a little. "Hold on boy, you're gonna make me come," he said. I let his dick come free from my mouth. "I like to swallow," I said, and my face burned red. I'd never admitted that before, not even to Tim. I liked spunk - I liked it a lot - and I knew that was a bit taboo. Tim's admittance to having allowed Bill come inside him a while back had shocked the hell out of me, but I'd also gotten hard on the spot. Big Al's smiled down at me, definitely amused. "Oh, now I see the boy's true colors, huh?" He gave my cheek an affectionate pat. "It ain't your throat I want to spunk, boy," he said. He must have seen my expression, because he laughed. "Uh oh, boy is spooked," he said. Then he reached down and put both his hands under my armpits and lifted me. I say lifted me, and I mean it. He actually pulled me up onto the couch, his arms flexing with what didn't seem like a whole lot of effort on his part, and the next thing I knew I was sitting on his lap, his dick pressed between my ass cheeks, my own hard on against his belly, and his bearded lips were crushed against mine. It was a sloppy kiss - he was all spit and tongue - it was like he was trying to fill my mouth with himself, and when his arms wrapped around me and squeezed, the strength in them was incredible. I could barely breathe. He laughed when he let go, and I put my hands on his chest, gasping a little. "You want my dick in you, boy, I know it," he said. "Uh," I managed. My head was spinning. I was so turned on. His rough hands slid down my back, and he rubbed one finger between my ass cheeks, fingering my whole with the tip of one of his thick fingers. I bit my lip and pressed my face into his shoulder, moaning a little. It had been way too long since I'd been fucked. "Here," he said, "climb on." He raised his massive arms, and slid one, then the other, under my thighs. I wasn't sure exactly what he was doing until he started to lift. I had to walk my hands along the wall behind the couch - he was raising my full weight from my thighs, lifting me higher and higher above him. I nearly lost my balance, but then he gave one last little shove, and I was pretty much face against the wall and almost above him. I thought for a second he was going to suck my dick as he pulled my crotch toward his face - I was terrified I'd blow as soon as his mouth touched my dick - but then he gave one more little lift and he leaned back a bit and lowered my ass onto his mouth. His tongue buried itself in my hole, and I let out a long, loud, cry. Balanced on his arms, barely holding myself upright against the wall, I was helpless as he tongue-fucked my pucker. I writhed, gasping and moaning and swearing, as his rough beard rubbed between my cheeks and the strong wet darting flicks of his tongue drove me absolutely crazy. I'd always loved being rimmed, but he seemed to have found a way to drill right into my brain with his tongue. I was going crazy, wriggling and twisting on his tongue. He lifted me again - actually lifted me! - and said, "I'm going to eat this pucker till you beg me to fuck it and fill it." It came out matter-of-fact, but I could hear his amusement, too. Then he lowered me back onto his face and that incredible assault began all over again. I squirmed. I twisted. I arched my back so far I nearly fell back off him, though he shifted one hand to the small of my back and held me in place. The scent of his sweat was starting to hit me, and I was whimpering a bit. "Please!" I gasped as he drilled his tongue in with a long stroke. "Oh! Please!" He lifted me again. "Please what, boy?" he asked. Again, that sardonic amusement. His beard, and my ass, were drenched with his spit by this point. I bit my lip. Oh god! What was I thinking? He chuckled, and his mouth returned to my hole, all the more aggressive with his tongue and beard. His hands massaged my thighs in turn as he held me above him, and I was uttering an endless stream of nonsense begging and swearing. I couldn't take it. "Please!" I nearly shouted. "Please! Fuck me!" He lifted me, but this time his finger slid into my pucker, just a little. "And..?" he asked. Spontaneously I groaned "Fill me! "Fuck me and fill me!" His rough grip shifted, and he pretty much threw me onto my back on the couch. He smiled down at me - his beard soaked with his spit, and he hoisted first one, then the other of my legs over his wide, hugely muscular shoulders, lined-up his dick and I bit my lip and closed my eyes. "Open your eyes, boy," he ordered, and I did, feeling my face turn all the redder. "I like to watch you watch me," he grinned, and then he pushed into me. His dick, with only his saliva to work with, was a harsher entry than I was used to, but he maintained a slow but even pressure until I felt his belly press against my thighs. I groaned as I felt his balls against my ass, and he slid his hands down my thighs, lifting my ass to give him a better angle. His thick chest and strong arms flexed, and I groaned again. I felt so full - his cock was hot and throbbed a bit inside my eaten hole. "Say it again," he again ordered. "Fuck me and fill me!" I begged. There was no other word for it. He grinned, growled, and started to fuck me with strong, hard, thrusts. My hands flew to his chest, and pressed hard against his firm muscle, my ankles locked behind his neck, and I found myself repeating it over and over. "Fuck me and fill me! Fuck me! Oh, god, fuck me and fill me!" "Yeah," Big Al grunted. "Yeah, that's what you want, boy, you want Big Al to breed you, don'tcha boy?" I agreed whole-heartedly. My ass was aching with the man's rough fuck, and I was doing everything I could to drive him in deeper, pulling on his neck with my legs. I was desperate to have him inside me, to keep him inside me, and to feel his spunk inside me. Tim was right, this was incredible. "Fuck!" Big Al grunted, and with the word, the flood of heat inside my pucker hit me like a train. I threw my head back, riding a wave of pleasure from the sensation - it soothed and burned all at the same time - and cried out wordlessly, more of an exhalation than anything else. I reached for my dick and jerked myself furiously, erupting between us with three long spurts of my own cum. "Holy shit," I said, gasping. Big Al pulled out, and leaned back on his haunches. "Now you can swallow it," he said. I looked at his dick, slick with his cum, and rolled over and then crawled toward him. Most of his load was up my ass - though it was now leaking out of me onto Bill's couch, along with the spunk dripping from my stomach - but there was more than enough on Big Al's dick to make my mouth water. I started to lick and suck him clean, savoring the taste. Big Al's hand rested on my head. "Hear that?" he asked. I paused, still hearing mostly my heartbeat in my ears. But now that he'd drawn my attention to it, I knew what Big Al meant. I could hear a voice - definitely Mark's reedy voice - groaning and moaning. It wasn't recognizable as words, whatever he was saying, but it was pretty loud. I slurped at Big Al's dick, looking up at him. He knew I'd heard. "Sounds like Bill left the door open," Big Al said. He smiled. "Let's go look." (to be continued)

Matt met me beside the car in the lot and just smiled at me, I walked over to him and planted a big kiss on his lips and unlocked his door and opened it for him. I went around to the driver’s side and got in , we drove home in silence but managed a long make out session in the residents hall parking lot before saying goodnight and going to our respective dorms. I wanted Matt so badly but my roommate would be asleep and I didn’t want to wake him. My roommate knew I was gay and he was ok with it and a couple times had me blow him when he was drunk but that was as far as I was willing to take out relationship, didn’t want to spoil the friendship. I got back to my room and sure enough Pete was asleep after all it was 3 in the morning and we had class in 4 hours. I was still keyed up with the evening’s event so I stripped down to my shorts and lay back on my bunk. I must have been more tired than I thought because then next thing I knew Pete was shaking me awake saying we had Physics Lab in half an hour. I jumped out of my bed and rushed down the hall to get a quick shower in before class, I must have stunk of man sex. I turned on the water and hung up my towel then removed my boxers when I noticed a stain on the back a mixture of blood and dried up cum, I reached back and realized the butt plug was still wedged up inside my hole doing its job of holding in the numerous loads from the night before. I hung up my shorts so that no one could see the stain and stepped into the shower, I reached back and began to remove the plug, it was really stuck in my hole and hurt like hell, I didn’t have time to try to remove it and it was pretty secure so I just quickly soaped up the rest of my body and rinsed off the man scents of last night. I wrapped the towel around my naked body and rushed back to my room and pulled on my jeans and a tee shirt, grabbed my book bag and headed out to class. It was hard not to squirm while sitting on the hard metal stools in class and doing the assigned labs, Pete came over near the end to see my progress and to ask me a few questions about my interpretation of the assignment. After class we parted and Pete asked me to meet him for lunch in an hour and a half, I agreed and went to my acting class, something was bugging Pete and I could tell, My stage direction class was intense and exhausting , as if I wasn’t tired enough as it was. I meet Pete at the Commons for lunch and after getting our food we found a table in a quiet corner, Pete asked about my evening and about Matt and if I was serious about Him. I told him I wasn’t sure about Matt, we were getting to close friends and all, Pete said he thought Matt was falling for me and that he had heard rumors about the “survey we were taking part in”. I asked him what rumors he had heard and he told me that he heard it was just some perverted grad student wanting to make porno videos of guys having a gang bang. I laughed at him and said “what you want to take part” he just looked at me and replied “Maybe”, I looked at Pete Dumbstruck just as Matt came over to sit with us. Matt came up to the table set down his food and hugged me from behind. The rest of our lunch was spent in silence, no one wanting to mention either last night or the bomb of what Pete had just implied. As we finished I got an Idea and asked Pete and Matt to join me in our dorm room. We walked back to the room just exchanging small talk and a few buddy slaps along the way. Upon entering the room I asked Pete to lock the door. He did and as he turned around he saw Matt and I passionately kissing and caressing each other. I broke off the embrace and said “ok guys here’s the scoop, I need your help with a little problem”, with that I unbuttoned my jeans and let them drop to my thighs my ridged cock poking straight up. Matts mouth began to water and Pete’s eyes were glued to my cock “ oh not that” As I turned around and bent over to reveal the base of the butt plug tight against my ass crack. Pete started to laugh and Matt said maybe we should go down to the Handicap rest room and work this problem out. Pete chuckled at the pun and I pulled up my pants again as Matt reached into my night side table and removed a couple items. We walked down the hall and Matt looked down the halls in all directions. Pete opened the door and slipped in with me and Matt close behind. Pete locked the door and asked me to strip. I kicked off my pants as Matt helped me remove my shirt. I suddenly stopped them and asked why I had to remove my shirt Pete just tweaked my nipples and said “easy access” after which he started sucking on my nipple. Matt helped me remove my shoes and socks before starting to undress himself. Pete pulled off my nipple and followed suit, I asked why they were getting undressed and they said this could be messy business. Mat explained he removed his but plug this morning and it was a bit dirty and I had mine in 4 or more hours longer so who knows what is behind the plug. The Handicap rest room also doubled as a shower and changing room so Matt neatly folded our clothes and placed them on the shelf in the room then had me kneel on the bench in the shower where he started a warm stream to gently start spraying from the hand held nozzle. Pete walked around me and presented his rock hard cock to my lips and I began sucking on his shaft. He whispered he wasn’t drunk this time, as Matt ran a stream of water over my hole and began working his fingers around the base of the plug. He tried moving it but the pain was intense and a whimpered for him to stop. He walked over to the shelf and removed something’s from his pants. He came over and gave me a large huff from the little brown bottle; the intoxicating vapor soon had me relaxing as he squirted something on his fingers, he then began massaging in the lube between the base of the plug and my tender ass muscles. Pete gave me another hit from the poppers and I went reeling off again as my ass began to loosen up Matt was able to begin extracting the plug from its confines. He just started to remove it when my ass sucked it back in I had Pete’s cock buried in my throat and the plug deep in my hole I was a happy little slut. Mat started working the plug in and out as Pete kept feeding me hits of the poppers I was flying low and in total lust. Last night had released a beast, Finally Mat pulled out the plug and a stream of cum and Blood and shit plopped on the floor my hole was free from the device but now felt empty gaping to be filled again. Matt took the shower nozzle off and pointed the naked hose directly at my gaping hole and shot water into my rectum filling me with a warm stream of water, rinsing out the remnants of last night he hosed down the tile and rinsed down the muck into the drain. Pete pulled his cock from my mouth and stepped behind me and shoved his cock in and began fucking my ass with the douche still inside to splash around his cock he pumped about 5 minutes then held his cock deep in my bowels, he wasn’t Cuming but I felt a new sensation as he let his bladder empty into my well soaked guts I could feel him fill up my inner ring with piss then he began pushing in and out again as his cock increased in size once more fucking my pissy hole and filling me with more cum he shot deep inside me then gently pulled out as I was about to explode Matt then entered me for a quick fuck and shot his load in as well. They both held onto me as the helped me to the toilet and sat me down. The feed me their cocks to clean off and they tasted like ass and cum and a new taste to me piss. They both took a communal shower as I expelled the douche and piss and cum from my well used hole. I then showered to wash the funk off of me and we all got dressed. Matt unlocked the door and exited the restroom; he then knocked three times to let us know it was safe to come out. We walked back to our room and Pete started asking questions about last night. Once in the room Matt and I explained to him that we signed a confidentiality agreement and couldn’t tell him more, he would have to apply himself to the survey to become a participant. Pete rushed over to his computer and pulled up CL and responded to the most recent ad for participants. There had been maybe 50 to 75 guys at the last “party” and I had taken about 2 dozen loads, I was starting to regret having gone when a new E-mail showed up in my box. It thanked me for my participation and suggested 3 different party dates in the near future and asked if I would like to continue with my participation. It then listed a couple of people who had already said yes and on which dates they would be participating, I noticed that one of the guys who had left me their e-mail on their band was attending two of the three parties and I was like hell yeah I’m going to those parties. They were all about a week or two away so I put them on my calendar and thought I’d email a couple of the guys in the meantime. The cute twink responded quickly and said he was having a little get together that weekend and wanted to know if I had any other gifted friends I would like to bring along. I responded back that I would love to cum to his party and bring my roommate and a couple of his friends. After sitting down and talking to Pete found out I wasn’t the only one who had been giving him head but had a small group of buddies who he regularly fooled around with. So I thought he could invite them as well. Classes were long and boring for the most part as I was looking forward to the party this weekend and my mind was just going through the paces until then. Friday arrived and Matt, Pete and I along with five of Pete’s friends headed over to a house just off campus on the fringe as the locals would say, as it was just outside of campus security jurisdiction. It was a ample sized house with an extra-large backyard complete with pool. Our host greeted us at the door and gave us all a huge kiss and thanked us for coming, he explained that this was a sleep over party and once we entered we would be there till about noon the next day, I had nothing planned so I was fine with that and so were my companions. He said that to make ourselves feel at home and lead us into an inner hallway where there were lockers provided for anything we might want to put in them as the evening progressed. He then left us to navigate around ourselves. Matt and I wandered around and found guys in all states of Undress from just having their shirts off to full out nude and making whoopee. We were offered many forms of drink and smoke and within 20 minutes of arriving found ourselves feeling pretty good and rather horny. The night went on as we managed to make our way back to the inner hallway we each found a locker and shucked all our clothes and placed them inside then took the keys and slid the elastic bands on our arms. We mingled and got fondled and sucked and found quite a few guys willing to fuck. Being a pretty much college party the average age was about 22 with quite a few twinks to satisfy my taste and a few daddies sprinkled in to fuel my appetite. Our host it turned out was just 18 and my friends found him most accommodating especially when he slipped into the sling for a center stage gang fuck he was taking all cummers and was covered in spunk by the time he let someone else take his place. I found Pete and he had started to explore his sexual side with vigor and spunk. He said he was going to be next in the sling. I had gotten so used to bare backing that it took me until the next morning that there was no condoms anywhere not even used ones and that everyone was fucking bare. I had about 12 loads oozing out of my hole and had planted at least 5 by the time the sun rose I was drunk on cum and poppers and my cock was beginning to take more time to recover, when I came across a hot guy 20 and built like a god , although I had just dumped a load in another twink I was in lust as he sauntered up to me took me in his arms and plied me with kisses I was instantly hard his long cock snaking between my thighs found its target as he lifted first my right leg up his cock slid into my awaiting hole as I slid down he lifted my left leg up and around his torso, my entire weight supported by his cock and my arms around his neck. He bounced me up and down his shaft as he plunged into depth that I had never known he was fully in me and we were kissing as I felt the warm flow of liquid above my second ring, he continued to piss into my intestines for what seemed like an eternity as I felt his stiff cock soften in my ass he began to pump me again thus making him full hard again and he fucked my hole my sphincter grasping fast on his shaft as it went in and out of my hole he laid me back on a lounge chair and preceded to pummel my ass from above. I looked up at his smiling eyes and my hard dick pointing down at my face as he had me on my shouldered bent over almost enough to suck my own cock he reached down and stretched my cock down as I tasted my sweet precum dripping from my cock I stuck out my tongue and licked the head. I felt like I had to both cum and piss at the same time someone placed a bottle of poppers under my nose and I bent my head up a bit and took my cock in my own mouth and began sucking then I pissed into my own mouth locking my lips around the head I didn’t spill a drop I drank my own piss and it was acrid but sweet on my tongue. My pissing must have sent shock waves through my ass and began milking the cum from this Adonis as he began shooting his load deep inside my full cavity. HE left me feeling spent and energized my hole dripping cum and piss. Matt found me slumped over the lounge chair and smiled he said Pete had just taken on this really hot stud while in the sling and that the stud had pissed all over Pete. Morning had appeared and Breakfast had magically appeared in the dining room as the guest began filling up on pastries and juice refueling for a hot day of sex and swimming and more sex. I managed four more loads into various twinks and a daddy or two. I was ready to have a relaxing lay by the pool when Pete showed up and plopped down on the lounge beside me. Just looked at me for a second then planted a deep kiss on my lips I could taste the cum and piss and ass on his tongue “thank you for bringing me out and teaching me that gay sex isn’t dirty but it’s hot and exciting” I smiled and laughed. He then told me he got a invite to the survey and would be going later in the week I told him have a good time. The party ended shortly after noon and we walked back to the residents halls and all collapsed in Pete and my room I fell asleep wedged between Matt and one of Pete’s friends and Pete had two on his bunk as well and the rest were crashed in a heap on the floor between us. In all it was a good Saturday so far. To be continued -return trip to the survey

I love this series. I remember jerking off a few loads to it when I read it on the old bugshare.

Got bred yesterday afternoon by a guy who has me blindfolded and totally anon- he comes in and fucks and goes.So he bred me at 4 yesterday, then I went to a sex club and got 3 loads and fisted by a ffbud, then fed again by another ff bud. Couldn't get a fart out, let alone any cum after all the fisting had my hole swollen, so I am assuming I still am holding 4 loads and a lot of J Lube 18 hours later- and prob will have it for another 6 or 8 hrs- unless I get an offer and need to do a touch up hosing-

Lately I kept six loads during three full days.

22 loads in one night at the bathhouse.. kept in for about 2 days.. leaked out slowly but was a huge turn on for me.