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Cody: Sunlight streaming in the bedroom window caused a bit of haze as I very slowly awoke. The two day drive from Seattle to Dad’s house in the suburbs of Chicago had really taken a lot out of me, but after a couple of very groggy minutes I realized I was in his bed, alone. I figured he had likely gone for a run. I really love sleeping in Dad's bed. Although I would have preferred to find him sleeping next to me, at least I could still smell him. My Dad and I started having sex several years before I left for college. It wasn’t an affair as much as it was pure hormones. Being a horny teen, I was eager to learn about sex, and Dad was more than willing to be my guide. I never complained, especially since I had long since adjusted to the reality I was gay, and, as my relationship with Dad expanded to include sex, I was more than ready and receptive, especially since then as now, Dad maintained had a nicely toned body. As I lay there in his bed, it occurred to me my morning wood was in complete agreement. After high school I was accepted at an out-of-state university. Fast forward several years of fun and hard work, and now, post graduation, I had a degree in finance and was back at my Dad’s house. I was horny and wanted his body more now than ever before. I couldn’t get enough cum. In college I had been a real pig, and sucked off more than one roommate. I’m surprised I came away from college without coming down with one STD or another. Anyhow, Dad was now 43 to my 22 years, but as he exercises religiously, he is still really young in my eyes. I was always slim and had been on my high school’s swim team, which helped get me a scholarship and to tryouts for the college swim team. I was trim, and I definitely like my body, but my 'little Cody' was doing all the thinking. I imagined if Dad were here right now I’d be sucking his cock and swallowing his cum. I wondered why we hadn't fucked the night before. I know I wanted him, and he had been very happy to see me, but as I had been exhausted by the drive, I guess I just passed out. The thought of Dad fucking me got me rock hard and horny to the point of distraction. Something needed to happen soon; I wanted, no, I needed Dad's cum inside my hole, especially when I thought back to my experiences in years past with Dad. I really liked it when, as we fucked, Dad would get verbal and nasty, calling me his cum hole. My cock started to leak. I got up to piss, and afterwards checked my phone. There was a text from Dad that read, “Getting an early run in, back soon Cod.” My name is Cody, but as long back as I could remember Dad has used the nickname 'Cod'. The kinky part of me wanted him to call me his “cum hole,” and tell me how he was breeding my ass. Fuck, I wanted to taste his cum. I decided to shower and get myself together before Dad got back. I was horned as fuck and thought about jacking off but decided to wait until Dad got back. I was determined to get his load. Dad: It was nice watching Cod sleep was nice, and knowing he needed the rest, I decided to let him sleep in and use the opportunity to hook-up with one of my regulars, Sam, I guy I met on Grindr. Sam and I have been fucking a couple of times a week or so for nearly a year now; with Cod away at college I had to have relief, and Sam satisfied my needs quite nicely. I have always barebacked, and had always topped with Cod but after he went away to school I decided to explore the role of a bottom and started taking bare cock from several guys, Tom, Alan, Nick, and Sam - just a few of the guys I had fuck me at one point or another over the last few years. I loved taking it bareback. I initially asked about the top's status but when Alan answered "I don't know," I decided to still take his load. After taking Alan's load I stopped asking the guy's status. I just wanted to be fucked hard and to take big loads of cum in my ass. I really had no idea if I’d ever taken a poz load of cum until I met Sam. He’s now 28, 6’ tall and lean. He reminds me somewhat of Cod, even if he is a couple of years older. He told me upfront that he was HIV positive. I replied I was HIV negative, but didn’t care either way; the truth is my cock had never been harder. What I didn’t know is that Sam did care about my status: he only wanted to fuck guys who were negative, and since he and I had hooked-up and I made switch to being a cum pig, one who had no trouble that an HIV positive guy was regularly fucking me, Sam had decided me wanted me to convert. Meanwhile I couldn’t get enough of Sam, and was flattered Sam couldn’t seem to get enough of me. He asked if I was still negative, but as I hadn't been tested for quite some time, more than a year or so, even if I had taken many of Sam's loads, still I had to answer that I didn't know. Sam frequently commented "I hope you convert," and "I'm gonna make it happen," but as far as I was concerned it was more of a matter that maybe he would, maybe he wouldn't, but as he was on meds I knew the chances were slim. Whatever the case, however, I definitely wanted him to fuck me - either way. I took a very short run and made my way to his place for sex. I was horny and given the thought of Cod laying naked in my bed, I needed poz cum right now. Sam and I had a fairly regularly routine: I would let myself in, strip naked and climb into his bed, and then we fucked hard and heavy while he told me how he was going to knock me up. “Hey sexy, fuck I’m so horny,” I called out. “Get on your back. I want to see your face while I breed you,” he replied as he entered the room. I flipped over, legs up and he thrust in roughly with no lube. He had fucked me so often that his cock goes in easily, and honestly it didn't really hurt, although I was surprised he was balls-deep on the first thrust. “Gonna’ really breed you deep this time, Mark. You want my poz cum?” “Fuck yeah, give it to me" was all I could mumble as he road my ass. Sam looked down at me, smiled, and leaned over, giving me a deep kiss. I could feel his sweaty nuts resting against my ass. I love that sensation. Somehow it really makes me feel like the top is in complete sexual control of me. “Sam, I’m so fuckin' horny. I want you to blow your poz cum into my hole. I want you to give IT to me.” “Oh yeah, you twisted fuck," he grunted, asking “You want me to poz .. uhhh... maybe both of you?” Sam knew Cod was back at my house. I knew what he meant. I was conflicted, but grunted approval. Sam knew we’d be fucking and if I was, or converted, I might pass it to Cod. “Yeah, you do want that. So fucking hot." He kept banging me, keeping-up a good rhythm, grunting and banging my ass. And, as he did so he remarked “I stopped taking my meds. I want you to be HIV positive." “Uhhhhhh… uhhhh… fuck me”, was all I could manage, “Fuck, it into me.” Sam was in full stride now, kissing me, he was looking me right in the eyes with a very devious grin and he knew that I wanted this as bad as he did. “Fuck… fuck… fuck… close”, he was kissing me hard now and “Uhhhhhhhhh…. FUCK… cummmm… ” and like that, he unloaded in my ass. It seemed like a really intense orgasm for him. As he lay on me, his hard cock plugging my ass, french kissing me, he sweated profusely. “I’ve been wanting to do that since we met,” he eventually commented. “Stop meds?” “Yeah. I wanted to convert you before we were really open about it and I knew I’d probably have to take a break from the meds to do it for real." “That’s so hot that you told me the way you told me just as you were about to blow. How long have you been off them?” "About a month or so, now, so I'm sure I'm toxic." We kept making out, Sam was so hot and his cock was still hard and still inside me. I knew I was a horny pig and I liked it bareback but I never thought of myself as chasing. Right now I couldn’t think of anything I wanted more than another load of his poz cum, so I murmured “I want more.” He, on the other hand, was still out of breath, and replied “Let me rest. Maybe you’ll get something you can’t get rid of.” I was hard and leaking. I hadn’t cum, I rarely did when Sam fucked me, but I started thinking about Cod and my cock started to leak. I felt an odd pang thinking I was going to give Cody cum, knowing I might seroconvert from my sex with Sam. Cody: I finished my shower, ate something and started to think about Dad. I was about to text him when I heard the door open, and in walked Dad, looking a bit sweaty and worn-out. "That must have been a good run," I commented. “Good run? Uh… yeah, good, wore me out. I think I’m going to get a shower." I could smell his arm pits as he walked by and it made my cock hard as he walked past me. “Dad?” “Yeah, Cod?” I walked up close to him and looked him in the eye the way a lover does, “I’m glad I’m home.” “Me too, Cod.” He smiled, kissed me, and then entered his bathroom, I nearly passed out in anticipation of the pleasures in store.

A fling out of time It was a casual Sunday morning and I was bored. For some reason I had gotten up early, had already hit the gym and had had breakfast. And it was still only 9:00 AM. So I decided to take a stroll on the parkway close to my house. As I walked along I passed several people walking their dogs and a few just taking a stroll like me. In the two years I had lived at my current place I had never explored the area around the parkway, although every so often I had noticed some very hot guys casually heading down either the paved path or the gravel path. I had come out in my late teens and started hanging out with several other gay teens, sometimes frequenting the local bars once I was 18, although I couldn’t go into many of them except on 18 and over nights where I would be branded with a red x on the back of my hand, I could converse with those gentlemen coming and going to the establishments. I was not virgin to having sex with older guys many up to 15-20 years my senior as I grew older and was allowed to enter and partake of the libations served within. So at 23 I suspected what the guys might be doing off the paved path, I was intrigued by what the dirt paths might be hiding, so after observing the area for about a half hour I noticed more guys used certain paths more than others. I finally gathered the courage to explore and headed towards a path that seemed to be popular. Looking around I didn't see anyone paying attention to me, so I slipped through the brush at its entrance and soon found myself in a whole new world. It was a world of nature and within the first fifty yards the noise and bustle that was ever present on the parkway's paved path disappeared and the sounds and smells of nature permeated the surroundings. I followed the path for another hundred yards and thought maybe the guys were just trying to get away and relax when I noticed movement to my left. I stopped and watched as a head poked up through the brush under a tree. It was a blonde guy, perhaps a couple of years senior to me. His eyes were closed, and appeared to be in the throes of pleasure. Stepping closer, I apparently made a slight sound because he opened his eyes and, having registered me, smiled at me. Then I saw the young man on his knees in front of the blond guy. The young man's head bobbed up and down on the blonde's erect phallus. The blonde began shaking as he climaxed into the kid's mouth. As the boy pulled off I recognized him as one of the courtesy clerks at my local market, just turned 18 5’7’and a skinny 135 pounds but with the beginnings of toned muscle starting to show from carrying groceries out for customers of the market. He had close cropped red hair and just smiled at me as he licked cum off his lips, I think he recognized me as well. The blonde being satisfied by the twink zipped up and walked towards me slipping me a business card to me as he passed and groped my hard on in my jogging shorts “He’s going to enjoy this one, give me a call sometime” I looked at the card he passed me, it had his name and number on it along with a phrase at the bottom “Versatile Top, Massages, Video productions, Party planner, Guaranteed conversions” I looked at the boy in front of me, sitting back on his haunches ass against his heels looking at me with puppy dog eyes beckoning me to come closer, I stepped up to him as he placed his fist on either side of my bulge and caressed my member with the back of his hands through the flimsy nylon material, making a wet spot appear on the front of my shorts. He began sucking my cock through the shorts, before pulling my tool out and swallowing it deep into his throat, gagging as it hit the back of his throat and entered his windpipe. I was getting close , feeling my balls pull up I was about to cum as he pulled down on my scrotum and pulled off my cock, stood quickly and turned around and impaled himself on my engorged tool, riding me till I blew 6 or 7 blast of my semen up his raw unprotected hole, a first for me as I always fucked with a condom until then. It felt incredible as his hole milked every drop from my phallus. He pulled off and turned back around sucking my cock clean, then pulled up his pants and quickly left stating ”Darn I’m going to be late for work, but thanks for your gift sir, I’ll be holding it in all day thinking about you” He dashed off and I stood there alone with my shorts around my ankles almost in shock coming down off my orgasmic high.

When a top pounds me the right way I start leaking precum all over the place. It feels great. Not cumming yet but precumming. Until he hits my prostate so many times I cannot hold back and blow my load handsfree. Amazing feeling. My favorite way.

Joey.... Joey loved to be the center of attention and his natural gifts has never failed him. Joey's golden blonde hair and bluest eyes hasn't failed him to get all the girls he wanted. His 6ft tall body was naturally toned and covered with golden fuzz all over which drove the girls crazy for some reason. He also had the biggest cock in school reaching over 8" when it was hard. Just the sight of his big white cock could make most girls and even some boys be mesmerized and Joey loved it. He wasted no time as he entered the locker room to strip his clothes to get ready for his first wrestling team meeting today. Before he put his jock and the singlet on, he walked over to the mirror and flexed around loving the eyes of his friends admiring his beautiful body. His cock started to get semi-hard as he enjoyed the boys eyes on him. He swaggered over to his locker and bent down to pick up his jock and he even felt some boys stare at his pink hole between his golden mounds of muscled ass. Joey took his time to put on a show for other boys a bit before he started to get up when he felt something in the air that he never felt before. As Joey put his jock on and adjusted his cock, he looked over his shoulder to the source this stir in the air. Momentarily Joey's body forgot to move as he saw one of the darkest person standing behind him. He was maybe an inch taller that Joey but his body muscles were massive and his cock was massive as well. It was as big as Joey's 8" and it wasn't even hard. "Hi, I am Jason and I am new." A deep voice brought Joey's attention to the hand extended to him offering a handshake and that's when Joey realiized that his hand was still inside his jock holding his own rapidly growing cock. Joey felt himself blushing all over as Jason took his hand back. "Ummmm, let's skip the handshake for now. So you must be Joey." "Yes." Joey replied softly and turned around to get his singlet out of his locker. For some reason, his knees felt weak and he lost his balance as he turned to his locker. Jason's arms were quick to wrap around his waist to save Joey from falling on the floor. "Be careful, Joey. I want you down on the floor when I pin you dow during our match not in the locker room." Jason's laugh made Joey feel weak again and Joey felt Jason's naked body standing closer behind him to give him a better support. Joey's heart started to beat almost ouf of his chest as Joey felt Jason's body heat on the length of his naked back and Jason's cock on butt. "Easy boy." Joey felt Jason lightly push him away as Joey started to push his butt out to feel more of Jason's cock wihtout realizing what he was doing. Joey felt shame and embarassment but his cock stood bigger than ever. Joey hurriedly finished getting dressed and walked away from Jason but not before he saw Jason's cock getting semi-hard and growing to a size that Joey could never imagine on a human body. Jason and the rest of his team joined Joey in the gymnasium. They always had the wrestling team's gym's temperature set up high to make everyone sweat during the practice as it helped with the weight management as well. However Joey felt it was almost unbearable today as Jason stood close to him. When the door opened, instead of Mr. Smith, there was a black giant whose face resembled Jason's. Everyone admired and welcomed the two big strong black men newly joining them. However Joey was uneasy with new feelings these two men started in him however Joey felt strong connection with two men as well. As the coach ordered the team to break up in two to stretch, Joey and Jason faced each other as they both felt so naturally drawn. Even the whole team seemed to accept their coupling as if it was the most natural thing and didn't crowd around Joey as they normally do. After few minutes of stretching, the coach told them to play around with their partner for a while. At no time, Jason had pinned Joey down and used his body weight to push him down. Strangely Joey didn't fight hard as he felt safe and comfortable with his new position. New coach came by them few times and made eye contact with Joey before walking away to attend others. That's how Joey met Jason and his new coach, James.... and Joey's new life began.

Wednesday night, I visited a poz bud who had stopped taking his meds. He had a nice toxic load for my neg ass and was eager to give it to me. He knew what I wanted. I made sure my hole was nice and raw first thanks to a cheap drugstore toothbrush. Kept his load in me until the next day!

Hoping to make it out to my first Horse Fair on September 5th in Hamburg. I'm nervous as hell, but want to sport a red hood and attend as a mare. I love older, uncut, German daddies and hope that there are lots of older stallions at the Fair.

4. I stayed kneeling on the dirty floor Mark's cum and sweat dripping of my face. Boss pressed his cock, covered in ass juice, cum, and a bit of blood to me and I licked it clean. Loving the taste of his big manly cock. My hands grabbed his furry ass and pulled him deep into me as my tongue licked under the hood and cleaned him. “Get ready to swallow pig boy and don’t spill a drop” I only had a second to wonder and then I felt his warm piss flooding my mouth. In fear I started gulping it down. His cock was far enough to the back of my throat that I didn’t taste any of that first piss until he slowly pulled it out. I expect to be disgusted but it tasted amazing and I moaned and suckled getting every last drop. Boss reached down and pull me up, started into my eyes and lifted both his arms, locking his hands behind his head. I sprang to action licking the fuck sweat from his deep furry pits. Smelling him and moaning. Humping his leg with my caged cock, grunting and devouring him. His hand traced down my back to the plug still in my ass. With one pull he yanked it out fo me causing me to whimper. “Ready for another charged load fucker” Now that I knew…..now that I knew what the consequences of taking his cock and cum in me….i lowered my head, turned around, and presented my ass. Arching my back against the wall. “Fuck I knew you would take to this like a duck to water. “ With that his raw cock plunged back in my ass. A screamed escaped my lips and before I had a chance to say anything else poppers were under my nose. Making my ass loose and my mind spin. Making me want more, more cock, more cum. Thrusting back I met each pounding. Sweat once again dripping off me. I ran my hand across my chest and gathered it with my fingers. Sucking the salty delicious nectar from my own body. “Please Boss, please shoot the poz cum in my hole. Make me your poz son. Knocked me up, own me, make me into your bitch, your pig, you cumdump.” “Fuck yeah boy here comes my second load, make you my fucking pig , my man , forever. With this cum I own you. With this load you are mine forever” Amazingly he cock sent 6 jets of his cum shooting into my hole. I felt each one like a tongue, lapping at the inside of my ass. Caressing and filling me with his fuck poison. He collapsed against my back , our sweat mingling. Both of us shuddering. I looked down and was not surprised to see he had worked another load out of me without me even touching my cock. Something came over me. I grabbed my poppers and took four big deep hits. Just as the rush started to come I dropped to all four and started licking the cum and sweat from the floor. I wanted the cum in me I wanted to take it all. My tongue lapped again and again getting every drop of sweat, cum and who knows what else before I knew it a clean circle was visibly present form the other dirty areas, I took the Boss’s cock back to my mouth for cleaning. Cum and dirt were smeared all over my face. My eyes were glazed over at what I had done. A smile formed on my lips and a sense of belonging settled in. I knew what I was. I was his. And I was a popper whore, cum slut. “Good job boy. I see you learn quick and are coming along, but you still need to be punished…..”

A fling out of time 2. I pulled up my shorts, and made my way back to the dirt path, following it deeper into the parkway, exploring how far back it went. Must have gone about half a mile from my previous position (where I found the box boy and the professional guy) and saw a few caves and once again guys cruising and a few having sex in the underbrush. A group of bears were having their way with a twenty something brunette over a downed tree, I walked closer to see them spit roasting the poor guy, although upon closer inspection he was backing up onto their cocks and slurping down the ones offered to his mouth, obviously a willing participant in the action. A tall burly bear motioned me over and like a moth drawn to a flame I found myself moving closer and closer. I was just within reach of a hot cub on the fringes of the crowd, and the cub reached out and stroked my exposed nipple, the touch was electrifying and I felt myself move closer and soon had the cub and an otter pawing over me stroking my cock and caressing my ass, the cub dropped to his knees and began sucking my cock as the otter begins to suck on my nipples and kissing my lips, a bear comes up behind me and slips his hand down the back of my pants and begins fingering my hole. I began to melt under the assault on my erroneous zones and before I knew it the bear had started rimming my tight hole and fingering it roughly before bending me over a bit and sliding his cock into my slippery hole. He slid in and out slowly at first while the cub sucked my cock and the otter fed me his cock to distract me from the pounding I was about to receive, I was getting fucked by a stranger raw and for some reason I didn’t care, the stimulation was too great and I was lost in the moment. The bear didn’t last long after he started savagely pounding my hole then exclaimed “Oh yeah take my dirty load, take my nut, oh yeah boy I’m going to own you now” I blasted my load into the cub’s mouth just about the time the otter filled mine. The bear pulled out and joined the other bears who were finishing up with the guy they were pounding over the tree, his eyes suddenly didn’t seem so cooperative once he heard my bear exclaim he had a dirty load and began trying to disengage himself from the orgy. He wiggled free and stood upright cursing that they had indicated they were all negative, as he collected his clothes and quickly dressed and began to walk off towards the caves. I moved away and followed him upon pulling my shorts up, my ass leaking the bears cum making a wet spot on my shorts in the back. I found him in the nearest cave entrance sobbing “Hey dude its ok” “No it’s not, they all said they were clean and disease free” Now I wasn’t born yesterday and I knew what he meant and it was beginning to sink in what had just transpired 50 yards away “Dude he was fucking me when he blew his load, I should be the one to be upset here” “No you don’t understand he had bred me twice before you showed up” “Oh shit, maybe he was just talking trash, maybe he didn’t lie about being negative” “Doesn’t matter, my boyfriend will find out, he works at the clinic on campus” “Not one to meddle but you were out here getting pounded by a group of bears” “My bf is a total bottom, so he sort of looks the other way when I get the urge to bottom myself, he just doesn’t know I like it raw outside our relationship, even then it is once in a blue moon he lets me fuck him raw” I began laugh but caught myself “Dude tell ya what follow me back to my apartment and I have some PeP you can use till you can get to the free clinic off campus to get tested or your own meds” I am normally a very safe guy but I had stockpiled some post exposure meds just in case of a accidental exposure and it looked like I was going to need to use it on myself. “By the way I’m Ted, your savior for the day” “Ha ha I’m David my hero, you are so sweet” We started walking towards the dirt path and realized the bear gathering was still where we left them, so I bid a quiet retreat and lead David back towards the caves “I’ve done some cave exploring and these caves should be interconnected so let’s make our way to a cave farther down away from those bears” We entered the nearest cave and I used my cell to light the way as well as the GPS mapping to keep us from getting lost. We wandered in and out of several pathways and found ourselves deeper into the cave than I really wanted to go. We turned a corner and I detected a source of light, although my senses told me it was in the wrong direction I steered David that way, soon we could see the opening and the bright light streaming in. we quickened our pace, but about 50 feet from the opening we both experience a sudden chill and the light quality changed unexpectantly then back again. But the chill remained As we exited the cave we were greeted by a thunderstorm, although it was warm and sunny, with no clouds in the sky when we entered the cave system. I checked my cell phone and not only did I not have any service but no GPS data. Strange it seemed that the satellites had suddenly disappeared. We wandered out to find that the path had also disappeared to be replaced with a thick undergrowth in its place. I had no idea where we were and was about to turn around and retreat back to the cave when we heard voices coming over from yonder. It was a couple young men riding through on gallant steeds in what could only be described as medieval garb. They also spoke a English dialect almost undiscernible to us. We crouched down as they passed not wanting to interrupt whatever game they were playing, although the costumes looked authentic. After they passed we made our way back to the cave and went back the best we could remember the way we had come. Once again about 50 feet from the entrance we experienced the strange light shift and the temperature shift as well. Suddenly my cell phone had service and GPS data again. We found our way out and made our way down the dirt path back to the paved parkway path.

Moderator's Note: Mark's story began in this thread https://breeding.zone/topic/33389-subverted-cum-whore/ “No Boss , please don’t cum in me. I don’t wanna be like you” were the last words I said before I felt his cock pulsing in my ass, depositing a load of toxic cum in my once neg hole. At the same time my own cock was spurting cum right own the throat of one of my former athletes as he sucked for all we was worth from his positon on the floor of the porn vid booth. Sweat dripped down my hairy body and the poppers in the air made me horny. Even after having shot my load. Without knowing it I was slowly rocking back on the cock that had just dealt me a huge blast of poz cum. I could feel it sliding in my hole. “Yeah wanted your hole for a long time” Boss said as his tongue thrust into my mouth and I sagged with the knowledge that I was just made into a poz cum whore. I felt disgust at being such an easy mark and hated myself for wishing there was another cock to take. Boss turn his attention back to his new boy and I pulled my jeans up and left. I could feel his filthy load trickling out fo my ass and I involuntarily clenched wanting to keep it in me. I sat in my truck for a while and thought about what I should do. I had always been safe and now I as turned…fuck it I thought and angled my truck out of the porn shop and drove down to the bathhouse. Might as well see how far I can go in one evening. I parked my tuck and ahead to the door. I had never been to this bathhouse before, there were two in the city. One where you went to have a good time and this one, where everyone ended up after they had worn out their good time. I took a couple deep breathes and slowly made my way to the door. When I opened the door I could already hear the sound coming from inside ,wet, and insistent. The guy behind the counter was my age and wore a wife beater and gym shorts, had a nice body and a bio hazard tattoo on his right shoulder. I felt my cock twitch. A sign behind the counter said that some event was going on. I paid my money for a locker and headed in. Before I lost my nerve and with the knowledge that I was already fucked, literally I made my way down that hall. The heat in the building was set to make you sweat. My bare feet slapped against the tile my chest hair matted down. I could feel the cum start to work out of my ass. A couple of the rooms were open as I walked by. The first one was an old guy at least 70, looking very thing and jerking on a cock while he huffed poppers and drooled down his chest. I was mesmerized by how emaciated he looked and how hard my cock was getting. My mind went right to all the time I spent working out. Making my body as perfect as I could. All the energy spent sculpting….was I going to do this. Had I put all that time in just to have it take and end up like this guy? I finally lifted my eyes from his thin drool cock and saw him gesture for me to come in…my feet moed of their own accord and I couldn’t stop it. When I got close I could see even more how bad off he was. He even had what looked like a sore around his mouth. His spidery hand reach up and tore the towel form my waist. He turned me around and with the slightest pressure bent me over. I could feel his hot breath on my hole making me twitch. He passed me the bottle of poppers and just as I took my first hit he dove in. sucking and licking at my hole. “Fucking slut there is cum in this hole. Dirty filthy whore, I’m going to enjoy wrecking you” Tears formed at my eyes as he continued ravaging my hole. Sticking his bony finger in. “Get that ass on the bed, time to refill that cumdump “ Powerless I got on the bed my ass directly at him, my face to the door. Sweat beaded down my back and I felt the unknown wraith of a man get behind me and spit on my hole. Shoving one, two, three fingers deep and scraping the sides. “Here it cums fucker, gonna give you some of my DNA. Gonna load you up with my high viral load and turn you into what you need to be” My head sank down and I hit the poppers 3 more times while his cock slid in my worn out hole. I heard moaning and some begging for poz cum before I knew it was me. A group had formed at the door and were now watching. All the men at the door were heavily tatted. “Wow that is the first time I have seen anyone take James’s cock, I didn’t think anyone wanted the bug that bad” Finally I felt him lunge deep and shudder as his toxic cum dribbled into my ass. As soon as he was done I got up and quickly made my way to the door only to feel the hands of the watch grab my arms. I wanted out, I wanted to get home and hit the clinic up and get the morning after pill. A bottle was placed to my nose and I involuntarily inhaled, my will crumbled as 5 hits of poppers rushed into my system and was guided to the back area, and placed over a leather fuck bench. My hands were tied down and a strap was placed over my back. I moaned as the first cock entered my ass and knew this was only the beginning of the nights events……

First time writing. Let me know what you think. Any thoughts or critiques. Also if you wanna see something in the story let me know and I will see if I can work it in. ________________________________________________________________________________________ “Oh, yeah gonna shoot this poz load in that fucking sloppy hole.” So announced the latest top as his cock throbbed in my once tight hole and with his announcement I felt another load added to the flood of cum in my ass. He shuddered and dripped sweat onto my smooth chest. My eyes rolled back in my back and all I could do was moan in my popper haze. At this point I had been in the sling for about four hours, and had taken eight loads. During this entire period my Owner stood behind me, encouraging the men who penetrated my ass, feeding me poppers and steadying the sling. I felt so slutty and wondered about how I had come to this point in my life. The next top stepped up, furry as all hell and tatted up and made eye contact as he slid his raw cock into my abused hole. As he did so, I hoarsely moaned "Fuck, yes, more please.” ****2 weeks prior*** I had just graduated college and was home working at one of those job that we've all taken, simply to earn some money. I had just broken it off with my girlfriend since we lived too far away to bother with trying to keep a relationship going after college. I wasn’t really worried though I was always good at finding girls to fuck. I’m Italian-Sicilian, 6 ft , 185 pounds, and have the pale skin and black hair all over to prove it. In fact, I have a great manly dense coating of fur all over my well toned pecs, abs, and leg as well as super dense pit fur. I love to smell my pits after a workout and jack off while still wearing my boxers. Oh yeah. My cock is eight inches, uncut and thick, and it drools like a faucet when I get hard. I jerk off at least three times daily, just to remain sane. I was super horny coming home from a workout one night and was passing the adult bookstore in my town and thought I would stop in and pick up some porn as a jerk-off aid. I parked my car around the back so that people wouldn’t see it, and made my way in. Once in the store, I began looking at the various dvds for sale and drifted over to the toy section, where I saw a huge cabinet filled with different types of lube and bottle labeled as 'Aromas'. “Need help?” a deep voice asked. I turned around and less than a foot away stood the sales associate. He was about 6'2", 225 pounds, was apparently as hairy as was I, and had a scruffy, good looking face. His tight black shirt and jean showed that he was also thick with muscle. I felt some how small standing there in just my tank top and basket ball shorts. “Ummmmm, I was wondering what these little bottle are for?" ’ “Those are poppers, son. They make ya super horny and relaxed. Do you want some?” “Well I am always super horny but sure, I guess so.” He reached around and unlocked the case and handed me a bottle and quietly commented "Here try these. They're my favorite.” I went to reach in my shorts and he just shook his head and said he would cover me and suggested I try 'em in the back video area before I left. I was so horny I decided to take him up on his suggestion. My cock tented against the material of my jock as I made my into the video area at the rear of the store. It was dark back there as lit only by a couple red lights. There were two banks of booths, five on each side and a cluster of larger booths in the middle. Not liking to be constrained I made my way to one of the booths. Once in I feed a five dollar bill into the machine, I fished-out my cock. Of course it was hard and leaking from the earlier exchange as some straight porn booted up on screen. My mind returned to the sales guy and wondered why he had made me nervous and hard all at the same time. I put those thought out of my head as I unscrewed the bottle and tried my first hit of poppers. The smell turned me off at first but then the rush hit me. My hand paused on my cock as my face turned flush and my breathing increased. I felt my self getting even harder and sweat broke out on my skin. My mind focused only on my cock and the feelings of how horny I was. A moan escaped my lips and I closed my eyes as a large drop of precum slicked the head of my cock as I jerked myself. I am not sure how long that lasted but when I opened my eyes the guy from the sales floor was standing in the door to the booth. Fuck I had forgotten to slide the latch. “Seems like you enjoyed those. Why not take another hit? I'll help you out.” He was staring directly into my eyes and for some reason I nodded slightly. He moved towards me and lifted my hand holding the bottle to my nose and told me to inhale deeply. I am not sure why I followed his orders so readily but I did. He moved the bottle over to my other nostril and, in his deep, almost hypnotic voice, said “Again. boy.” I did so twice more. My head was swimming as his hands roamed down my body, pulled my cock out, and took me all the way down his warm mouth, occasionally licking around the head of my cock, cleaning up all my precum in the process. Then he roughly pulled my shorts, leaving my bare, jock clad ass pressed up against the wall. I was sweaty like a horse and the smell drifted up from my pits and mixed with the smell of the poppers and my cock got even hard from this guy sucking me off. I was starting to come down from the effects when the guy pressed the bottle back to my nose and sent me off again. I would barely think all that was on my mind was how horny I was and how I wanted to feel more. After several minutes of pleasuring my cock, the guy reached-up, and slid two fingers in my mouth. I supposed he wanted to keep my groans to a minimum, but he in fact only seemed to make me horny. His fingers tasted salty and I loved it. “Fuck you are hot. I wanna make you mine and mark you up. Let's see how that hole of yours is.” He encouraged me to take several more hits, and then gestured for me to turn around. He spread my furry ass and dove right in, licking at my hole. I had never had anyone do that before and it felt amazing. My back arched and I pushed back into his wet tongue, loving the sensation of having my hole eaten out, loving the sensation of his facial hair rubbing roughly against my ass as his soft wet tongue darted into my hole. My hand went right to my cock and started jerking it fast. The guy wouldn't have any of that, however, and grabbed my hand, and restrained me, saying quietly, "Not yet, boy. I wanna make you beg to shoot.” I had never been called boy before but it triggered something in me and I moaned. Suddenly the guy stood up and turned me back around. “Stay here I will be right back” he said and left me standing in the booth high on poppers and panting. He came back in a minute with something in his hand. Sinking to the ground he took my cock back in his mouth and sucked me hard and fast. He held the bottle back to my nose and I took 4 more hit while he gave me the best blow job I had ever received. 10 shots came out of my cock as I came. Between the intense orgasm and the poppers my head was spinning as the guy swallowed and suck at my shrinking cock. I was sweaty and panting when I felt something being pressed around my cock and heard a click. “There we go all locked away, that should make sure you come back again next week” “What?!?!” looking down I saw my cock encased in a plastic tube that only left my balls exposed. I looked at the guy with confusion. “What you thought this was only going to be about you. If you want that taken off be here again next week same time and we will see what we can do. And expect to return the favor for what I just did and then same. If you don’t see me up from just say you need to see The Boss, when you get here. Have a fun week” I was dumbstruck. Before an hour ago I had never tried poppers or had a guy suck me off. Now I had shot my load and my cock was locked in this thing. Thinking about the blow job I felt myself start to get hard and felt pain as it pressed against the plastic. In a daze I tucked my now caged cock back in my jock pulled my shorts up and drove home.

Sydney 2008 I was working in Sydney in 2008 and before I flew out I had planned a hook up with two pierced, inked pigs off the internet, who looked fun. One was a Top and the other His slave. There has been many emails exchanged about needles (I like being pierced as part of play) and Ice, and though I know my way around, I have never experienced this and had to google it. They also told me that they were both Poz, but with low viral loads. Was I interested? You bet but also really scared - if I did drugs, would I get hooked, would I be taken to hospital if I OD'd and how would I cope, being on the other side of the world from home. I insisted that they played safe with no BB, and both agreed. After much reassurance I was met at my hotel by the pig slave, dressed in leather shorts, a mesh tank top, with a leather vest, big boots and obvious facial and ear piercing's and very visible ink. The pig had no teeth - it later told me that they had been removed so that its mouth was just another cunt. Now I have a fair amount of ink and metal, but it is hidden under my shirt and was turned on by the overt display of sex but also embarrassed to walk in the street with him. A short ride to their house, during which the pig talked about his Boss, about taking T for the first time, what to expect and how to cope, how they would look after me etc. and what they would do to me - all turning me on, so that I was fully reassured. When we got there I was told to hand over my wallet, ticket and passport, strip on the drive in front of the house and put on what was waiting for me... a collar with a lock, wrist and ankle restraints, weighted ball and cock straps and a black rubber pig tail. This pig was ready for action, but scared shiftless- I did not know the guys yet I was locking myself in bondage. A hood was then placed over my head and fastened and locked in place and I was led into a door and down a long corridor. I could sense nothing but heard techno music mixed with cries... disturbing. I was spread-eagled to hooks on the floor and chains from the ceiling and shaved from my neck downwards. I have no idea how long this took but could feel them scraping and pulling at every part of my body - I felt raw, especially when they rubbed some liquid over me - found out afterward that it was a spirit to clean the skin - but fuck did it sting! Then I was taken to a chair where, after removing the pig tail and hood, I was fastened with arms, legs and head restraints. Before my was the pig with a camera taking one picture after another, and the tallest, thinnest, tattooed, pierced Top that I had ever seen. He had ink over his arms, chest, legs, stomach and it disappeared down into his leather jock. This was principally organic patterns but when I looked closely could see that this was a continuous chain of bio hazard symbols, similar to the one that the pig had on his chest. Right, he said, you have come here of your own freewill - we have the emails and various pictures of you stripping - and tonight you are my property. My pig will also use you as I see fit. you have already give us your limits; my aim is to break these tonight in any way that I can. We are Poz and will not deliberately harm you - but you have to accept that with our type of sex there is an element of risk. Without more ado, the pig got out several loaded points and after putting a band around my arm, and wiping the skin, proceeded to inject me. As he released the strap I felt how, couldn't stop coughing and suddenly became aware of how much I wanted to be here. I wanted to be used as a pig and have my arse and dick plugged (we had already talked about how I liked catheters and arse tubes) and have needles stuck in me. The two P/pigs then proceeded to stick themselves. My dick was suddenly invaded by a thick sound, thicker than I have used on myself, which really hurt - but I could hear myself telling them to open up my piss tube. Sound after sound went in to really stretch the hole and I could see in the mirror that was facing me that my piss slit was now a gaping hole, big enough to get a decent sexed finger in. Wow. After releasing me and putting me in a sling, securing my hands and feet, I was given some really strong poppers and felt my arse hole being played with. A fat plug was inserted and tied in place whilst the pig stretched to insert needles into my tits, along my shaft, in my cock head and ball sack. again I could hear someone shouting, stick me in the balls, and realized that this was me as a tick needle entered my bollock. I was then pissed over and made to suck the Top as he pissed into my mouth. He told me that this was Tina piss and that the next load would be in my arse. I should have told him to stop - but how could I - I was flying. Photos were being taken all the time and I was now dripping blood from my dick, tits and balls, onto the rubber sheet under the sling. The pig was down there licking it up and rubbing it over himself - and where he had stuck needles into himself and his Boss, was mixing our 3 bloods. This was smeared over me and then the plus was pulled from my arse and well greased fingers started to slowly open my hole. After a considerable time fingers were replaced with a speculum, but the largest that I have ever seen - which was pushed into me - fuck it hurt and I was starting to struggle. The pig proceeded to get another point and again injected me, before injecting himself from the same needle. My arse was stretching and opening up and the speculum was replaced by the Top's fist - which slowly tried to open me up. He told me that I was too fucking tight and that he would have to work on my hole for a while. He then removed his jock and I saw the thickest and most heavily pierced and tattooed dick that I had ever seen. With no more words he started to rub the pierced head against my hole- and I was shouting no BB please, but was ignored. The next thing I knew was feeling his pierced shaft slide into me and me shouting for him to fuck me deeper and harder. The pig then got underneath me and by balancing on a stool was able to get his dick at my hole. in unison they entered my gaping arse and I was loving it; being fucked, flying and knowing that I should not be there. They seemed to cum in unison and when they pulled out I could see blood mixed with their semen, and they inserted a large rubber plug in me that they then taped around my arse and groin. I was told to keep that in for a while and they left the room and turned the lights off. After a considerable time, during which I was coming down, they returned and said that they thought that I was ready for the next round - given more poppers and a pill slipped under my tongue. By this time I had give up and they could do anything to me - and they did, short of using me as their toilet. Everything was photographed and filmed and when I looked back at them the next day I could see that I was enjoying every moment, if completely off my head. After 48 hours I was returned to my hotel since I had work the next day, but had to call in saying that I had food poisoning. I spent two days in bed worrying about the weekend, the drugs and did I really take their poz cum, as well as what they could do with the explicit pictures. My local mobile phone received a message, and to it was attached a picture of me being fucked. I was told to be at the corner of the street in 10 minutes since The Boss wanted to speak to me. if I did not come down my pictures would be put all over the web and linked to my facebook site - since they now knew my full details. I hurried, pulling on shorts, tee shirt and trainers, and rushed to the corner. the pig and Boss were in the car and I was told to get in the back seat and pull the hood that was there over my head. I did as instructed and we drove a considerable distance until we pulled up - and I was told to get out of the car. As I did I was manhandled and taken into a doorway - into a building. The hood came off - fuck we were in a tattoo shop, with the most sexy, heavily tattooed man I had seen. The Boss told him that I was ready and signed a concern form for me and I was strapped to the bench. Work began on my right hip and it was only after a while that I was shown a black and grey pig inked on my hip. The next ink, I was told, would be the start of a bio hazard chain after I had converted. I was flying back to the UK the next day and was taken back to the hotel where both again fucked me pieced my tits and then pissed up my arse. They plugged it and told me not to remove the plug until the morning, when I was ready to fly. I did as they told me - but why? I suppose because I had enjoyed it and felt like the true pig that I had always wanted to be, and I was also worried about the pictures. Since I was returning to Sydney the following year I was told to make no plans other than work, to stay at their place and be ready for them to continue my journey. As it was, after 2 tests in the UK, I was still negative - gave a sigh of relief, but then wondered why? By converting I would be able to do as they did and really pig out, but I did not wish to do this in the UK, but wanted them to choose when and how and I certainly want more T , as much as I can take. I am going back next month.

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

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

For me pretty much the min i get horny and hard with another guy i leak precum like crazy especially if i got something in my ass as well, best way ive found to milk myself with a toy though is i`ll edge for a day or two and then play with my toy its like a fucking faucet gets turned on

Seems there's a bit of debate over this...however, personally I'd never put my penis in a chastity device or want my partners to. There are plenty of other options for physical and psychological play.

I got mine last night! I met this guy from an gay online dating site. We met up at a bar, and really hit it off. And he wasn't that good looking. But then I really don't care about looks. It's a man's muscles and cock size that do it for me. And as I got to see a bit later back at his house, he did not disappoint! Nice and buff, and a decent size cock! Well, he couldn't get my clothes off fast enough. That guy was so fucking horny! Then so was I. lol. Anyway, he pushed my head down to his cock, and I got as much of it in my mouth as I could. And I was only able to go about half way down his cock before I started gagging. I told him to ease up a bit. And he did. And after a few minutes he blew a nice big load into my mouth! Then I licked his cock clean. After that we got into his bed and began kissing and caressing each other. Then he started fingering me and I was getting really turned on. I stroked his cock until he had a huge hard on. Then I climbed on top of him, and sat on his cock. I was sliding my ass back and forth along his cock. And then it got to the point where he stopped me from moving and aimed his cock towards my ass, and he said something like, 'sit that cute little ass on this baby.' And I did! It took a little bit of time for him to get his entire cock into my ass. And it felt so good! At first he was going nice and easy. Then when I began moaning and groaning, he started thrusting faster and faster! Then he started moaning and groaning. Then I saw and felt his entire body stiffen up and I knew he was about to blow his load. And as I usually say to men at that point, I told him to, 'cum in me baby! Pump me full of your cum!' Well, that did it. He blew his load deep inside me! And he was still hard after that! But he pulled out because he had to go to the bathroom. So, when he pulled out I saw cum dripping from his cock. I told him to hurry back because I wanted more! And when he got back he gave me more! lol. Later, before I had to leave, he wanted me to jerk him off as he stood over me. He wanted to cum on my chest. OK. No problem! And so that's what I did. And he blew a load, though not only on my chest, but also all over my face. After cleaning up, I got dressed and went home. It was a great night!

Favourite is when a guy has just cum in me and he pushes his cock in as deep as it will go, forcing the cum into my guts. Love doing that when I've bred a guy as well.

CHPT 9: The Road Trip Part 1 - “Oh yes, I been missing that hole you sissy. Come on back to the bed, let’s see what you learned while you’ve been away cause I am going to pimp that hole out to every carney and horny fucker I can find at the state fair!” As Brett turned the RV west onto the interstate, Pa bent me over the stained bed in the back and worked another finger up my ass, twisting it around, coating my insides with Brett’s load. I scrunched my face as I ran my tongue across my teeth, shifting the remnants of the vile, chunky load he shot in my mouth. How can anyone’s cum be that thick? As he pulled his fingers out and reached out to stick them in my mouth so I could get a taste, Pa said, “Now this next load, I am going to take my time working out sissy, hear me? I’m going to explore that ass and plan to dump a few more loads up in there and no worries about this well running dry, remember? No, well, you will, yes you will.” Pa’s big white dick was now hard again and pressing at my hole, anxious to probe the depths of my guts. While I was still upset about having to leave ROXIES, and my chest ached from missing Harold already, the sissy cum slut in me took over. I leaned to the right, grabbed a couple of dirty pillows, slid them under my chest, bent forward, raised my hips up, and begged Pa, “Fuck me, push that nutt in me!” The foreskin on Pa’s dick slid back as he guided his shaft into my hole. Pa sighed, “Oh damn sissy, that cunt is as good as the first time I slid up in there and it’s so nice and wet and just dripping. That’s it, push back on that dick. Push it!” I moaned and groaned in pleasure as Pa angled his dick left, right, up, then down exploring my well trained ass. After a while he leaned over my back, sweat dripping off his brow as he continued to thrust and grunt, “Making me….work….for…that nutt….want my cum sissy? Want it? TAKE MY FUCKING LOAD, TAKE MY…..” After releasing in me, Pa pulled out, flopped onto the bed, his chest rising and falling from the fuck. I stood up, reached back, felt my hole and brought my coated finger to my mouth and licked it, tasting the mix of Brett’s load now mixed with Pa’s. Pa was now leaning up on his left elbow watching me. He smiled, reached over, grabbed a cigarette, lit it, then patted the bed and scooted back a little so I could lie down beside him. I reached behind me and nestled his now soft dick between my cheeks, trying to stroke it hard again, but it was clear he was done so I growled a little in frustration. “You still hungry sissy?” Pa asked, blowing his smoke in my face as he reached over me to tap the cigarette into the ashtray on the bed stand. “Yeah. I…I’m horny I guess. Curtis gave me some..,” but I quickly stopped. I wasn’t sure how much Pa knew or if he would be upset to hear about it. Pa just chuckled, “I bet.” He handed me his cigarette and had me put it out, then he laid on top of me, pressing his weight into me, and began kissing me rough and with a hunger. His mustache felt strange as he forced his tongue into my mouth and his hand started squeezing my body, rubbing me, as he slowly ground his hips. After about 5 minutes Pa was interrupted in his efforts by the RV slowing down, taking a hard right, then another, and then rumbling to a stop. I grunted as he poked my ribs as he rolled off me and sauntered to the front of the RV where he and Brett started talking. I rubbed my head, my thoughts rolling around like dice in a cup, but not stopping, just rolling, and rolling, and rolling. Pa came back in, grabbed some jeans, an old button up shirt off the floor, and a minute later I heard the door bang shut. I didn’t care where we were or what was going on and stayed where I was. Brett soon parted the curtain, plopped down hard on the bed beside me, reached over, fumbled in the drawer and pulled out a baggie of crystal. He ground some up on a mirror with a spoon and razor blade, grabbed a small straw, hit a few lines, then handed it to me. As I snorted the white powder, the dice calmed down a little bit. “So how you been?” Brett asked. “Did you get some good dick? Who was your favorite? Tell me about all the nasty shit you been up to. You know we had to get a new RV cause you know we got lay low. We got a good connect for that crystal now. Pa and I been running it back and forth on I-10 from here to there and of course fucking like demons along the way. Want some more? Why you quiet? I bet I know. Pa fucked the sense right out of you huh?” Damn I thought. He was fucking worse than AJ with a mouth that would not shut up. “Look. I..ah..don’t really know what’s going on….I..ah..I..” could only stammer as my thoughts clouded even further and the crystal took over. Brett smiled, put his arm around me and hugged me tight immediately putting me at ease. “No worries sissy-bro. You have bad spells that’s all. We had to leave you with Curtis for a bit while we took care of business. Here do another line, we’ll hang out and catch up a bit, then what say you and I have some more fun?” I didn’t have time to ask where my stuff was in the RV or any other question like were they really my family and why I felt nothing or remembered nothing because just then the RV rocked as Pa came back in and when he pushed the curtain back I could see a squirrely little bald man, with glasses standing behind him fidgeting with a tie. Pa motioned to me, so I stood up, grabbed my shorts, slid them on and squeezed out past him and the man. The man went in with Brett, closed the curtain, and Pa guided me to the front of the RV to the table where there were some bags of stuff that he began to unpack. On the table, leaning up against the window, was a large sign on lime green paper that said, BUMPER CARS in big, black letters. Pa then unpacked some streamers, wrapping paper, candles and other stuff and said to me, “Tonight we’re having a party sissy. It’s your birthday you know. Your 19th. That’s right. 19. So we’re going to celebrate. Got all the supplies right here. Well most of it anyways. Gonna get you a cake and some other shit too.” Pa stopped talking then as the sounds of fucking echoed out of the back and Brett’s voice got loud as he ordered the man to shut up and take his dick. Pa opened a new pack of cigarettes, lit one, and then started to laugh. “Yeah old Chuck cannot get enough of him, that’s for sure. Church deacon, wife’s a teacher, and all that shit, but every time we come through, he drops everything to get his hole banged by Brett. If I don’t break them up we will never get our shit done and Brett will be weak in the knees.” For the next 10 minutes or so Pa barely said a word as he fussed around with stuff and Brett continued to fuck. Pa then walked to the back, banged on the wall and said, “Time’s up Chuckey boy. Get what nutt you want now. We got shit to do.” A few minutes later Brett came strutting out of the back, his dick still semihard and coated in ass funk, soon followed by an embarrassed looking Chuck who was finagling his tie. Chuck made for the door, but Pa grabbed his arm, “Give us an hour, then we’ll be in.” Chuck just nodded, scrambled down the steps and as the door closed behind him Brett asked me, “Want to lick me clean?” I wrinkled my nose, shook my head, he laughed and grabbed a roll of paper towels and wiped his dick off. Pa then looked at me and said, “So for your birthday, we need to get you a new ID. Wished Curtis had let you get more sun, but maybe Chuck can deal with that. Good thing your hair grows fast, that’s good. Real good.” He tossed a box at me. “See that hot little blonde on the cover? That’s going to be you sissy, all blonde and with a little sun tan, and a nice new look I think. Brett, get the supplies out.” Just about an hour later I stepped out of the RV feeling like I was a different person. Pa had mixed up some bleach for my hair and while it set and did it’s work, Brett had gone to town and shaved me clean all around my dick and ass hole. I was not real hairy to begin with, but it felt strange that’s for sure. Pa had to bark at Brett a few times as his fingers slid up my hole or his mouth found my dick, but eventually he got it done. Pa dug around in another bag, pulled out a new pair of jeans, a tank top, tossed them to me and once dressed, had me follow him into the building next to the RV. We walked down a couple of halls until Pa found the office he wanted and without even knocking he just walked in. Chuck was sitting at a computer typing away, but stopped when we came. “You ready?” Pa asked. Chuck just nodded and pointed to the corner where there was a white projector screen hanging down and a camera on a tri-pod in front of it. Pa guided me over to the wall, stood in front of me, messed my hair up a bit, considered it, shook his head, pulled it back, shook his head, “Can he wear a cap?” Chuck replied with a firm, “No.” So Pa continued messing with my hair and settled on a ‘fluffy/messy’ look. “Ok Chuck my man, do your thing,” Pa said. Chuck came over, fidgeted with his tie, peered through the camera and said, “Smile.” Pa then had him take several more, some with a smile, some without. Some with me looking a bit down. Pa asked, “So what do you think? First thing in the morning?” Chuck just nodded as Pa hustled me towards the door, stopped, and said to Chuck, “We’ll be parked out back or may hit up the old haunts. If you need some more dick, you know Brett is up for it.” Chuck fidgeted with his tie again and just waved his hand in dismissal. As we made our way back to the RV Pa said, “Old Chuck is a man of many talents. He’ll have your new ID in the morning. Driver’s license, high school diploma, passport, social security card, and even a fucking library card.” I just shrugged, not really knowing why I needed those things, where my old ones were, or why I should care. Back in the RV Brett was still naked, but the table was now covered in balloons. “Come on sis, help me blow these up. We’re going to do this up right.” Pa grabbed a couple empty bags and said he had to go out for a bit and I made my way to the back and did a couple more lines of crystal. When I came out, Brett was grinning at me like the Cheshire cat, let the balloon he was working on skitter away as he let the air go, and bent me over in the middle of the RV and slid his now hard dick up my ass. I was so fucking horny and his raw dick felt so good, and as he fucked, globs of Pa’s cum from earlier dripped out on the floor and got worked into the linoleum by our feet shuffling back and forth. By the time Pa got back we had only blown up maybe five more balloons, but he did not seem to notice as he set a small cake on the counter and tossed his now full bags onto the seats by the table. He dug around in one, found a super small swimsuit, tossed it to me and said, “Here. Put this on. There’s still some good sun left so get up on the roof with Brett and tan up, but keep that ass pussy covered. I want them cheeks lilly-white.” I put on the trunks, posed and turned, meeting Pa’s approval, took a pair of sneakers Brett gave me and my old shorts and followed him out to the end of the RV, and up the ladder onto the roof. Brett untied a couple of lounge chairs, opened them up, laid out the cushions, put towels down, stripped totally naked and smiled as he plopped down, closed his eyes and stroked his dick. I looked around, but none of the buildings around us were taller than one story, so no one could see. It wasn’t long before I was feeling burnt, my head ached like hell, so I climbed down and made my way back inside the RV. Pa was singing along to some music echoing like tin out of a banged up radio on the counter as he did his best to decorate using the balloons, some streamers, and other stuff that looked like it had come from a trash can, and get things cleaned up for my party. I drank some water, but spilled a bit of it as my hands were shaking. Pa took me by the arm, “Come in back and lay down. Bet the sun was a bit much right off. Also time for your shots.” I laid on the bed, Pa set out a leather case like Curtis had, opened it, took out one of the bottles filled with a dark liquid, filled a needle, had me pump my fist a couple times, then finding the vein, emptied the syringe in my arm. Immediately my headache vanished, but so did everything else as I closed my eyes with Pa patting my arm clean and looking at me with a satisfied grin. Brett came and woke me up a bit later and I felt really groggy, fuzzy, and had all these fleeting images float by in my mind like the water going down a sink drain. Curtis, Harold, AJ, ROXIES, it was all still there – but almost out of reach. I did a couple lines of crystal off a paper plate Brett handed and then my mind focused on the here and now. I stripped off my little suit, pulled on my old shorts, and went out to the front of the RV where Pa was standing holding the cake with the biggest grin on his face as he and Brett then burst into a very bad rendition of Happy Birthday. The sun would be setting in a bit and as my birthday gift, Pa said we would go out to the rest area by the lake just outside of town, skinny dip and cool off, smoke, drink, and also see what business we could drum up. Brett and I cleaned up as Pa drove and soon we pulled into the parking lot and parked near the restrooms. Pa told me to go in back and get undressed as he and Brett would first do a round of the parking lot and folks there to see if there was any business to be had. Silly me, I was thinking they were going to sell drugs or something, but soon became clear the business he meant was selling my ass. I was sitting on the bed, had done some crystal and shoved a coated finger up my ass. The hot burning brought a memory flashing back of Curtis and my body instantly responded and I ached and needed to be fucked so bad right then. I stood up as I heard the RV door open and Pa’s voice say, “Just go on back. Trust me. You’ll enjoy that pussy. Remember, for $20 you can do what you want, just be quick about it.” A shadow fell across the doorway as a man walked down the hall into the bedroom. He was older, normal looking I guess, nothing special or extraordinary, and looked like he worked in an office from his clothes. “Bend over, let me see your ass please,” he said. I did as he asked, “Oh yeah, look at that, finger your hole a little, oh yeah, let me see your hole, stick your finger in there, oh yeah, fuck yourself,” he said as he jacked his dick. I was in no mood to give a show so got on my hands and knees with my ass poked out at him and said, “Come on man. Fuck me.” The man hesitated, so I said in a soft voice, “Please fuck my pussy.” Little trick I had learned at ROXIES - saying those magic words helped the minds of the straight guy get in line with what their dick wanted and this guy was no different as he grunted and moaned in pleasure as he slid into me raw and fucked like he had only seconds to live. He quickly shot his load and had his pants zipped up and was leaving before I had time to turn around and offer him a dirty t-shirt to wipe his dick off with. His dick had been small and I was even more frustrated now. Pa opened the RV door and hollered “Looks like that is it for now. Put on your shorts. Brett’s already down by the water. Go take a swim.” I found my trunks, pulled my shorts over them, grabbed a towel out of the shower, stepped out of the RV and looked around, seeing a few cars, couple tractor trailers, a car carrier and few other trucks in the lot, and Pa leaning against a tree over near the building with the restrooms, a cloud of smoke forming in the air around him as he smoked a joint that I could smell from there. Looking around more, I could make out the water down and off to the right and started to head that way as a guy in a delivery uniform came out of the men’s room, paused by Pa, who quickly offered him the joint and nodded. Their muffled voices were left behind as I made my way down the path and soon saw Brett’s blonde, wet head, pop up out of the water. I got to the water’s edge and as Brett came closer to shore saw that he was totally naked, the little waves in the lake exposing the top of the shaft of his dick as they went up and down. I looked around, but nobody else was near us, so I slid my own shorts off and hobbled into the lake, surprised at how mucky the bottom was. It was not until I was standing by Brett that I stopped, overwhelmed by fear. Brett looked at me as he splashed some water my way and asked, “What’s wrong. You get bit or something?” I shook my head, “I..I don’t know if I can swim.” Brett’s face got a weird look on it, then quickly went back to his smiling self, “Oh yeah, umm…you can…but since you have not been well and all, let’s just stay close to shore. How’s that? I’ll stay right with you, no worries. Doesn’t the water feel good?” I shook my head and tried to relax even though my whole body seemed to be shaking in fear. “Here,” Brett said as he took me by the shoulders and turned me facing the shore, “I got just the thing to make you relax.” I grunted in surprise as I felt Brett’s hands under the water and his dick at my hole trying to push itself in and I did feel better once I felt his fullness in my ass. “It’s OK sissy, Pa and I will take good care of you. We missed you.” We quickly pulled our bodies apart as we heard a woman and some kids coming our way, Brett laughed, splashed water at me again, then tackled me, making me fall back, spluttering and splashing. Dusk was moving in fast when Pa came and got us. Brett and I were both laughing and seeing Pa rub his hardening dick in his pants watching us quickly dry off and throw our shorts on made my ass twitch in hunger. Pa leaned into Brett, whispered something, then took off for the RV. I started to follow, but Brett said, “Come on. I got to piss and they should have one of those dryer things in the bathroom we can use.” I followed Brett into the men’s room, which seemed empty except for the guy in the delivery uniform I saw earlier standing at the trough like he was pissing. He looked at us, half turning his body and I could now see he was not pissing, but stroking his dick. “Go on,” Brett said, “Wait, here, give me the towel and shit. I’ll wait just outside.” Without questioning, I did as he said, and walked over to the guy, all focus on his dick, which was a good size and oozing precum. I knelt in front of him and he quickly grabbed my head and rammed his dick into my throat. I gagged, spit, choked and pushed off and looked up him ready to tell him to chill the fuck out as I knew what I was doing. He roughly grabbed my head again, this time with both hands, and rammed his dick back into my throat as he snarled just barely above a whisper, “Fucking faggots. Always chasing after my dick. Always answering the door with your ass showing. Always inviting me in or asking me if I can fix their broken remote. All you faggots are alike.” My eyes were watering and spit rolling down my chin as he pummeled my throat with his dick and my ears with his tirade. I was confused as I thought everyone wanted to be with me, fuck me, have me suck them, but he just seemed angry, hateful even. I started to push off him and gasped for air as he let my head go and pointed at one of the stalls, “Get in there.” I swallowed hard and said, “Someone may come. We can to the RV, we can……” SLAP! I grabbed my face, surprised at the sting from his hand, and he said again, “Get in there,” so I got up, went in the stall, turned around, and had to edge myself against the wall on the side to make room as he squeezed in and slid the lock on the door behind us. The door was of those shutter doors with little slats angled down, and the wall on the left was concrete blocks and the wall to the next stall was wood down to the floor with metal patches screwed into it where someone must have covered holes in the wall in the past. I yelped a little as the delivery guy roughly yanked my shorts down, ripping the button, and then dug his nails into my flesh as he forced my trunks down past my shorts. He roughly angled me in front of him facing the toilet and back wall, slapped my ass a couple times with his dick, covered my mouth with his left hand and tried to force his dick into me. “Fucking faggots. All you want is my dick. I’ll teach you to chase what you don’t deserve. DAMN IT, OPEN THAT FUCKING HOLE UP, I SAID OPEN IT, SHIT, SPIT ON MY HAND, MORE SPIT ON IT.” I was anything but relaxed and my hole had clenched tight so he was having a hard time getting in. He added his own spit to mine, coated his dick, spit some more and roughly fingered my hole, and still he could not get it in. I chuckled a little, because it was kind of funny, but that just pissed him off and SLAP! My ears were ringing as he almost tore the door off the hinges unlocking it, stomped over to the sinks with his dick hanging out and my ass showing without a care for who else may have come in. He literally tore one of those little soap dispensers apart as he yanked the plastic top holding the pink soap off the base, came back into the stall, relocked the door, and poured what felt like half of it on my ass and roughly fingered some inside me. He tossed the plastic soap holder into the corner, covered my mouth with his now soapy hand and this time his dick slid right in with one, rough thrust, making me tense and try to pull away. “Fucking faggot. Now you got that dick. Feel that? Your Pa said you were nothing but a sissy pussy, and he was right. Fucking faggot.” The harder he fucked my ass, the sloppier my ass came and sounded like it was making bubbles with the soap. He fucked and fucked and fucked, the whole time calling me names and squeezing my face hard. His pace did not change and I was not sure he had cummed in me until he yanked his dick out in one pull, turned me around and pushed me to a sitting position on the toilet and shoved his now soapy dick in my mouth. “Don’t move your fucking tongue faggot. Hold still. You can taste my load later after you shit it out. You drink piss? Of course you do faggot. Of course you do. Well I am full, have not pissed in hours so drink up you fucking faggot.” The deliveryman held my head tight as I felt his dick soften just slightly before a hot stream of piss started pouring down my throat. I choked and gagged and it kept coming and I forced myself to swallow as much as I could. In mid stream he let go of my head, leaned back against the door and then squeezed his dick with his right hand as he pulled it out of my mouth with a POP and the finished up by pissing all over me, splattering the stall and his pant legs in the process, but he did not seem to mind. He shook the final few drops at my face, zipped up, unlocked the stall, and left. I stayed where I was a minute, wiped the piss drops out of eyes, got up, pulled up my shorts, and as I started to leave was met by Brett who was coming in. I shoved my way past him and half ran/stumbled back down to the lake and waded in shorts and all and started scrubbing at my face and rinsing my mouth out. I had dunked under and come back up to see Brett standing on the shore and just turned my back. My mind raced, I was angry, confused, my ass hurt, my mouth tasted awful, my stomach felt sour. I wanted to wretch, yet soon realized I did not even know what I was angry about really, and while yeah the soap tasted bad, I did have to admit I liked how he fucked, and drinking his piss, and in my mind I heard someone say, “The only thing you need to remember is tops have rights, bottoms have responsibilities and yours is to be a good sissy.” But no, I was still angry. Why? Brett handed me my towel when I climbed out and we did not say a word to each other as we walked back to the RV. I also did not say a word to Pa as I walked past him to get inside, while he and Brett stood outside talking. I went right to the back and did some crystal, and then some more, and soon whatever I had felt dulled and went away. I guessed we were done then as Pa and Brett came in, the RV started, then rattled, then stalled. Started, rattled, backfired, then stalled. Started and stalled again, Pa yelled, swore, the RV door slammed, the engine door on the back opened up, the smell of something burnt and smoking filled the RV and Pa swore and yelled even more, and I laughed a little, did some crystal, and said to myself, “Serves him right.” STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 10: The Road Trip Part 2 **My Name is Mikey contains 16 chapters and new chapters will be posted roughly weekly - or sooner - if there is interest**

I was in Portsmouth Friday. A young navy guy posted on cl he said he was a safe only top. I invited him over and he was hung like a bull. He stripped and I started to blow him. He asked me to lay on the bed on my stomack. He rubbed his massive dick around my hole. I then felt some lube dribble on my ass. All of a sudden he went right in. No condom after a while he said he was close and asked if he could cum inside. I said sure and with that he went balls deep and unloaded a huge load in me. He pulled out and gots dressed and left. Neve a word about why he deeded to bareback me.

oh yeah, that lol. it's always a thrill to feel and discern a guys balls while he is fucking me, particularly love the feel of them dragging between my inner thighs when he is sliding in. oh fuck yeah

http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=TRPD1-G689- A dark top cums all over a smooth white twink's hole, and then the twink grabs the top's dick and slides it back up his cummy hole. So hot!

I spefically love it when guys with low hangers have a cockring on. Love the feeling and sound of their balls slapping against my ass or even my balls.Turns me on major. And their cocks are harder.

Yup, once you have had raw cock in your ass...there's no going back to latex. Been on PrEP for 16 month and luv the freedom it has given me to take it raw...bath houses, hoo ups, cum union...hell yes!! No anxiety. ;)

I just had that happen to me this week, i stop at the rest area in my town and there is this hot looking trucker standing by the front of his truck rubbing his pants,as i walk up to him he tells me to walk around his truck so no one sees me and said that know one needs to see me. In a bit im rubbing a nice bulge on his front and he said that this is his first time trying this. Jack pot i think need less to say two hours later and three load in me, two in my ass and one down my throat im floating on cloud nine he said that he's a local driver so may find him again

I have had times when I ride a dildo or get fisted just right and the precum flows. Just amazing to see how much I can leak.

I've been in prisons before. Not because of being convicted of anything. Did some concerts for the inmates. I couldn't wait to get out of there. Sex never crossed my mind. Reality most likely will never live up to fantasy on this one. At one of the prisons, an inmate on the front row was in prison because he poured gasoline on his wife and set her on fire while she slept. Not the kind of men I want to surrender my ass to. Factor in the gang mentality inside those prisons... Not to mention that some would fuck you up because they hate gay men.... I'm all for a rough fucking but...... Yeah.... No thanks. I prefer my sex partners to be on the outside of a prison wall.

Berlin was wonderful. I was fucked with and without condoms, depending on how things went with the top at the time. The main thing was the complete lack of anxiety related to sex. Even the sex with condoms seemed easier and more enjoyable due to the lack of that small nagging concern about 'is the condom still there' type thing. No doubt though, the bare sex feels completely different and I now can see that what guys have been telling for years is indeed true. For the first time ever I returned home with the knowledge that my special man's cum was in me and stayed in me as I travelled home without him. That felt really special.

I had an affair with a married cop for 2 1/2 year a couple years ago. He was 250 lbs of solid muscle. 6'3" and a former Marine with a high and tight flat top haircut. 40 years old. A classic image. What a man he was. And best of all, he was dumb as a board. lol. Your typical big dumb oaf. Man how I loved it when he picked me up and fucked me while I hung around his neck. He made me feel like I want a man to make me feel. Kissing him was amazing.I had to cut him off because it was getting way too deep and he was married. But yeah, the cop fantasy does it for me too.

Oh hell-- I can jump right into the club and save them a step in the process- already have my bio tat LOL

Went out last night for drinks with a buddy and one of his exes. He has a long list. My buddy gets drunk, starts hassling me because he knows I fuck around raw. I tune him out and pretty soon the ex is arguing with him about something else and they have a blow up. My buddy takes off and I left with the ex. Well, he made it pretty clear that he was turned on--maybe partly because my buddy talked about how I am hung. So this guy is cute and muscular but he's my age and that's usually not my type. But the idea of paying back my friend by loading his exes's ass was too good to pass up. So we go back to the exes's place and damn he had a really manly ass. Not just muscular but hairy. Great fuck and he was really asking me to cum in him over and over. I shot a big load in him and we were both really happy about it.

Part 6 Harry told us that was awesome and told Sean that seeing him cum without touching himself was the hottest thing he ever saw. Harry said he hoped Sean's ass healed soon so he could tear it up. Stan told him he shouldn't wait then pulled his son towards him and shoved his tongue into his mouth. Sean watched his Uncle and cousin make out in front of him and wished he lived here and didn't have to go back home. He quickly became overwhelmed with this sadness and started crying. Harry misunderstood and told Sean he wouldn't really tear up his bottom but that made Sean cry louder. Stan looked at Sean and saw an innocent little boy even after being corrupted he maintained his boyhood. He asked Sean why he was crying and Sean told him he didn't want to leave and he wanted to stay forever. Sean then started crying again as he told them if he could stay Harry could whip him and Stan could do anything you want to him. Stan switched places with Harry and guided his son's cock into the crying boy as he told Sean to tell him what could they do to him. To think about all your dirtiest fantasies and tell us we can do it to you. If we believe you then you can stay. As Harry slowly fucked him and his Uncle held his face the boy told them his fantasies. Listening to the boy describe going on a camping trip and being tied up and raped by a dozen men all weekend got his Uncle's cock to rise again and Harry to start pounding the boy. Stan showed Sean his cock and asked if the men in his fantasy would all have cocks like his covered in cum and butt juice and Sean said they would. Stan asked if he wanted to suck it clean and Sean nodded and opened his mouth. Stan fed him a few inches at a time until the boy shook his head side to side. Stan pulled out and told Sean it was OK if he didn't want to clean his cock. "Daddy, the men I dream about don't care if I like it but instead they force me to do it. I like it a lot but can you pretend to force me?" "Dad this boy is amazing. One minute he's an innocent little boy and the next he is a boyslut begging to be abused." "Harry, step aside". Stan got back between the boy's legs and looked at the puffy cummy boyhole and slammed his cock back into its new home and pumped it a few times then pulled out and Harry quickly got back to fucking the boy. " Look at my cock, bitchboy. Your slutty little boypussy got it dirty and you're going to have to clean it." "No, no. That's nasty. It's covered in bum juice and even some blood.". Sean didn't look or sound like he was playing but instead sounded like a boy who honestly didn't want to do it. Stan brought his cock to the boy's lips and the boy kept them closed. Stan smiled and told him as he squeezed the boy's nose that either he opened up or suffocated and then watched as the boy started whimpering and saying he didn't want to. Harry and Stan were amazed when tears started to run down his face. This boy brought roleplaying to a whole new level. Stan pushed into the boy's mouth and watched as the crying stopped and the boyslut returned and worshipped his Uncle's cock. Stan picked up a bottle of poppers and after huffing it twice he pulled his cock out and held the bottle to his nephew's nose and told him to breathe in. Three times he did it then gave the boy his cock again. This time he held the boy's head and told him to look at him as he pushed further in. With two inches remaining he stopped and told him he was going all the way and then did. Sean was flying from the poppers and wanted it but when his Uncle stopped and told him he had to take it all he didn't know if he could but then relaxed as he remembered he wanted to be used and then felt his throat open and his Uncle's cock slide in. Harry remarked how it took months for him or Teddy to take it all and how Sean was a perfect little baby fuck boy. Stan waited a minute and then slowly withdrew and told Sean he was a perfect little baby fuck boy and then leaned over and spit into his mouth as his cock came out. Stan told the boy to tell them what else he dreamed about and as Sean told them Stan joined Teddy on the bed. Sean was describing a scene were his coach after molesting him for weeks had invited a few other coaches to watch him pop Sean's cherry. Teddy turned and looked at his dad when he felt a soft touch on his sore ass. He told his dad that Harry hurt his bum so much then he cried a little. His dad told him it was over and he didn't need to cry anymore and that now Harry no longer could spank him. Teddy cried a little as he told his dad that he came twice while Harry belted him and it was so good and no matter how much it hurt he wanted it again. His tough youngest son had just realized he was a masochist. Stan asked if he wanted to be spanked by him too, and Teddy told him he wanted it more than anything. Stan asked if he still wanted to top and use little Sean and Teddy said he would always be dominate to his baby cousin. Stan kissed his boy and told him that after his ass healed he would spank him even harder than Harry. Stan told him that when Sean heard him crying it made his boycock rock hard. Teddy said he wanted to be spanked along side Sean so they could watch each other take it. He promised his son that in a few days he wanted to catch Sean blowing him in his room again and then they'd be punished and that Harry would spank Sean just as bad. He then untied his son and they went to watch Harry fuck Sean. Sean was telling Harry he wanted to act out stories he read online and make so many men happy. Teddy got hard again watching his brother long fuck their boy and then walked to Sean's side and pulled his head and pushed his cock into the boy's mouth. "Daddy told me you liked hearing me cry. I bet I'll enjoy hearing you cry too when Harry beats your little ass. I want him to spank you more than he ever spanked anyone. You're going to make both of us so happy listening to you cry like a real baby." Listening to Teddy pushed Harry over the edge and he fucked Sean even harder. Teddy sensing his brother was going to cum told him to breed their little bitch. Harry's cock was sore from the pounding he was giving the boy but as his orgasm arrived it was worth it. He held the boy's hips and went deep and bred his little cousin and told the boy to take it. He felt each pulse shooting his seed into the boy's incredible hot hole. Sean hearing he was about to be filled again with cum made his own cock throb even though it wasn't hard. Stan, Harry and Teddy watched Sean's soft boycock lose its load. It didn't shoot like earlier but instead just poured out of him. As Harry pulled out of the cummy boyhole his father told Teddy to let Harry use Sean's mouth. The brothers switched places and Harry wasted no time getting his softened sticky cock down the boy's throat. Teddy saw the boy's cummy hole and got on his knees and started licking it. Stan watched his sons enjoy their cousin. He always thought both of them would make good tops one day and was sure Harry was already becoming one but now wondered about Teddy. As he saw Harry pull his clean and again hard cock out of the boy's mouth he tapped Teddy and told him to stop. Teddy went to get up but his dad held him down and told him to crawl to the side so that Harry could enter the boy again. Harry looked at his dad puzzled but did as he was told. Once Harry was back in the boy and started to fuck his dad told him to pull out. He turned Harry to the side so that his cummy and ass juicy cock pointed at Teddy. He nodded down and Harry joined his dad in watching Teddy stare at the messy cock. "Boys I told you that you were my bottom boy until I got a new one. Harry once we broke in Teddy you were free to be a man and tonight I expected to see Teddy take his place with the men but I think Teddy would rather stay on his knees and lick your cock clean than fuck our new bitchboy." Stan looked at Teddy and said, "You wish you were in the sling and you don't want to stop being a boy" Teddy listened and knew his dad was right and started to tear up. "Am I right, boy?" With tears starting to roll down his face but not actually crying he said, "Yes" "Yes, what, boy?" "Yes, Daddy" Stan reached down and pulled Teddy head towards Harry's messy cock. As Teddy opened his mouth he started to cry. Stan thought life was great as he watched his sons as they were meant to be. He also looked at Sean and smiled to him as he pushed a couple of fingers into the cummy hole and watched as the boy's face showed his enjoyment. Harry removed his again clean cock. Stan looked at his youngest son's tear covered face and told him that he shouldn't be crying and should be proud to admit he was a boy and not a man. He told him that he only wanted his boys to be happy. He then helped his son stand and kissed him deeply as he spread his son's ass cheeks and rubbed his hole and felt his son melt and heard him purr. Stan loved how whenever he fucked Teddy, which was almost daily for the last couple of years, he would make a purring sound like a kitten. His cock got harder and he felt it drip as he teased his son's hole. Stan told Teddy to go get a jockstrap but not a real manly one but instead one of the street jocks that were the rage with twink bottom boys. Also he said to get the double headed dildo and Sean's diaper. Stan and Harry got Sean out of the sling. Harry pushed Sean to his knees and made him suck his cock clean again. As Teddy walked back in the room his dad seeing him smile in his cute colorful jock was happy that Teddy admitted he was still a boy. Stan told Teddy to put the diaper on Sean and then he had the two bottoms lie on the bed face down. He got a few nice size shards and handed two to Harry. Then he bumped Teddy as Harry bumped Sean. Stan told the bottom boys to face each other and to hold the other and make out. Stan loved hearing a boy moan through a kiss as the boy was bumped. He tossed a bottle of lube towards them and told them to finger each other's boyhole but to keep kissing. Harry told his dad that it was so hot watching the two bottoms, Stan told him it was soon going to be hotter. The bump was getting to the boys and they were both backing their asses up towards the others fingers. Knowing they were ready he had them get on their hands and knees facing away from each other and then gave them both a bottle of poppers and told them to keep hitting them until he said so. Stan and Harry got the 24 inch double headed dildo pressed against both boyhole and then told them to stop huffing the poppers and to back up. Both boys soon had seven inches of rubber cock in them. Stan and Harry both took a couple of hits of poppers as they watched. Stan told the boys he didn't want to see any of the dildo and to back up until they felt the others ass. End of part 6

I have a thing for uniforms too. Some wear tight pants showing the family jewels. Like the ones below. And I love to get fucked by my neighbor when he is still in uniform.

Tonight I was in the restroom at a fast food restaurant taking a piss. There was only one toilet there. Somebody opened the door while I was inside and saw me from behind. I heard this gruff redneck sounding voice say "Hurry up, boy. I gotta piss real bad." I pulled my jeans down so he could see I was wearing pink g-string panties. I said "You can just use my hole." Then I was kinda nervous because some guys have kicked my ass when I did that. Especially when he said "What a fuckin' faggot." But he walked up and grabbed my ass pulling my panties to the side and I could feel he was hard rubbing against me. He unzipped and I could feel a big dick pressing into me and he just slid right into my loose cunt. I felt his balls smack my ass as he shoved all the way inside and felt his load of piss filling me up like a race horse. He didn't say a word as his hot piss flooded my cunt and I felt like a balloon that was going to pop. Then I felt the piss stop coming and he grabbed me by the hips and started thrusting into my piss filled cunt. I started to moan but he grabbed my chin with one big hair hand and stuck 2 fingers in my mouth. All I could hear was the smack-smack-smack of him thrusting into me and then he shot spurt after spurt of cum into my cunt that was already full of his piss. He pulled out and I fell down feeling the cum and piss start leaking out onto the floor, and I had to grab a butt plug I always carry to keep the cum and piss inside me. When I stood up I noticed he had just walked out and I never even saw his face. I went home and pulled the plug out and pushed out all his cum and piss into a glass and drank it.

Couple weeks ago went to the Hole at Jackhammer. Never been there before. Had a great time there, was more in mood to get cock sucked and maybe suck some cock. One guy got me hard and then a group came around me to watch. Had to make the first move and slide into one of the sluts there. Could tell he'd had at least one load up there. Wore him out and he didn't make me cum. Another guy took his place and after topping him a while he couldn't take it. Another guy asked me how I could keep going as long as I did. Totally hot showing off for the guys there.

Just happened 15 minutes ago. A guy hit me up on Grindr this about 10:30 morning and asked if I bb, and I told him it was the only way I get fucked. He said he could host around 12:30. I gave him my number and told him to hit me up later. 12:45 I got his message asking if I could come over. I jumped into the shower and he was a 5 minute drive from me. When I got there, he had a mohawk, 9"in dick semi hard, huge back tatt and stark naked. He told me that if anyone came home, I would need to go out the window...he apologised and I told him I didnt mind as I sat down my backpack, pulled out the poppers and got to my knees and started sucking on him. I sucked him for about 5 minutes when he told me he wanted to look at my hole and told me to get on the bed. Without any lube, he shoved it right in and began fucking me. After a good 3-4 minutes, he asked if I liked toys and I told him yes and he pulled out. I then went to clean off his dick. We never made it to the toys. He asked if I liked tasting my ass and that made me want to suck him even faster and sloppier. All of a sudden he stood up and said, "he's home, but he wont come in here." I don't know who "He" was, but then he had a smile on his face and asked if I wanted to swallow his load real fast and I told him I wanted him to breed my hole. With that he shoved me on my knees and quickly blasted his seed in me. He told me we could chill in his bedroom. I got dressed and he walked into the living room and said, "if you hurry, he's in the backyard and he wont see you". I got my things and went out the front door freshly loaded.

I miss the "good old" cruising days. Going to the Woods or park and check out the guys, getting fucked between the trees or bushes. Really exciting. It's all (or mostly) internet based dating now. Nothing wrong with that but it is not as exciting. Cruising the woods or park really built up the atmosphere.

6. Boss had me rise and bend over. I felt a hard push and a large metallic butt plug sank into my ass, causing me to moan and squirm as I got used to the feeling. Then he had me stand up and placed white pads with wires hanging off them on my nipples, balls, and my abs. I could feel wires dangling from in between my legs and ass and I started to get scared. My eyes search Bosses face for any clue as to what he was going to do with me. I was then led over to the barber chair and ordered to sit. Straps were placed around my arms, chest, and head and the chair was position so I was facing a laptop. At this point beads of sweat were dripping down my torso. “Now what we are going to do is get you used to being a better popper whore. I have a friend that makes xtube vids that are perfect for training a cum dump like you to take more and more hits. Making sure I can get you as gooned as I want. I will stand here and administer the popper hits. Let’s begin” With that Boss cued the website, strapped a gag around my head that looked like a wiffle ball, and loaded the website. http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=fBDk2-G896-#.VbN1c_kmlno I starred as the video started and as the first bass notes hit my ass clenched and a yelp tried to escape my lips as I felt the first shock. Drool was already dripping out of my mouth and down my chest, my cock was hard and dripping. As the video went through Boss held the poppers to my nose, forcing my to hit along with the video. I had never done poppers like this and the maker knew how to administer hits. I was gyrating in the chair. The electrode working my nips and ass and abs in a pattern, the poppers making me crave realize. My cock was jumping and leaking precum all over the place. The story told in the video was so close to my own it was scary. From hot safer sex, straight, jock to babbling cum whore needing bare dick and cum loads. The only difference was I wanted poz loads, from every one, every cock needed to be poz now. I wanted my ass loose, gaping and dripping with poz seed. I wanted to me the cum dump, popper whore, slut that I needed to be. The poppers and video made me realize how much I craved cock, and cum and muscled men to give it to me. I want to explore my limits and crash through them . I wanted to be a babbling cum slut. Making real me happy and helping them spread their toxic cum. These thought kept looping over and over in my head as the video progressed. By the end of it I was a hornier than I had ever been. I could barely concentrate at the screen. My ass was grinding on the electro-butt plug and my eyes were rolling in my head as each wave of shocks washed over me. The vid stopped and Boss looked at me, nodded once, place the bottle to my nose one more time telling me to inhale deep and hold it. He then pushed a button and the electrodes went crazy. I exhaled hard as waves of pain and pleasure coursed through me and my cock erupted without me touching it, shooting up my chest and into my face hitting the ball gag, my tongue working furiously from the ther side to try and get it in my mouth. Boss toog the gag out and grabbed both sides of my head and looked into my eyes. “Tell me what you are and what you want” Trying had to focus on him and watching his beautiful face and strong body I felt something lock into place in me. My voice came from my mouth harsh but more honest then I have ever sounded “I want to be your Poz Son, and I want to be with you forever. Taking all the loads you want to give me and offering my hole to anyone you see fit. I want cum every day and to be made into the proper image you see for me. I never want to leave you.” “Good boy” And with that he began jerking his cock adding his own cum to the cum on my chest and body. Bending down he began licking the his cum and my cum up off me. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on my left pec and then his tongue. When I saw his face again it looked like some blood had gotten in his mouth. I watch as he took a sharp point knife and made a small cut in his own palm and licked it up. Then he kissed me. His spit, sweat, cum, and blood and mingled with mine. The taste of both of us was in our passionate kissing. I felt him press his palm to the cut in my chest. Mingling more of our blood, making sure his was the strain that birthed me as his Son. He then unstrapped me from the chair and helped me stand up. Looking at me with pride and lust. “I am now your Poz Father and you are my Poz Son, and we will be together forever. And this Friday we will celebrate our honeymoon “

5. “Ok boy, time for us to go back to my place and work out what I am going to do with you for not listening earlier” With that Boss lead me to his truck as I was, face covered in filth wearing only my jock and a cockcage. My face was beat red on the drive to his house. I couldn’t stop thinking about how low I had sank so quickly. Had it only been a week ago I thought I was straight and had never tried poppers? Had it only been a week since I could say for sure I was neg. These thoughts raced around in my head and tears quietly slid down my cheeks, making lines in the filthy. Boss didn’t look over the entire time until we reached his house and pulled into his garage. He looked over at me and I saw his face soften a little. Reaching across he pulled me to him and kissed me patiently, his tongue exploring my mouth. His warm body pressed against mine. He kissed the tracks of my tears and like the filthy off my face, kissing me again I could taste it on his tongue. Pulling me into a close hug he whispered in my ear. “Such a good boy, yes you are. Gonna make me real proud once I am done. Come so far so fast and done such a good job at being my cump pig, my popper whore, my poz son. Yeah that’s it just cry out your past life so I can give you a new one.” He stroked the back of my head while he said this and I found it oddly calming. I felt proud that I could see this side of Boss and that I had already made him so proud. I could feel my cock straining against the cock cage with pride and a groan escaped my lips as I nuzzled into the side of his neck. Smelling his manly scent and wanting it all over me. “Ok boy get out and get inside so we can get to fixing the last bits that need fixing. Now I’m gonna be rough on you but you know you need it and you know you deserve it. And I do not wanna hear you say no in there. I promise you will not be in true danger but we need to get you sorted and make it stick that you are just a popper whore and need to be bred by big men like your Poz Daddy.” “Yes Sir, thank you for molding me and making me a better man” With that with both got out of his car and walked to his house, once inside he shut the door and ordered me to kneel. I sank to my knees immediately and locked my hands behind my head. He ruffled my hair and I knew that I had done good. “Follow me this way” Instinctively I stay on all fours and followed Boss to door inside that lead downstairs his basement, I balked at the top of the stairs not knowing how to crawl down without possibly falling and injuring us both. Halfway down Boss turned and told me I could stand up and walk down the stairs. I got up and followed him down. The basement was one giant room. The floor was painted black and made of hard rubber mats like at the gym. There was a section off shower to one side, a table in the middle with straps, restraint built into the was as well. A long shelf was filled with items, I spot cat of nine tails, paddles made from a variety of materials, balls gags, hoods, and various butt plugs, some even had what looked like tails. And in one corner was a full barber set including chair. Boss turned around and I was there kneeling ready for my punishment. I knew I had done wrong but more guiltily I knew I Had disappointed him. “Since this is your first time I will go easy on you. First things first since you are going to be my boy we need to trim you up a bit. Boys do not have hair. And you need to start as a boy before I decide if you should be something else.” That said he lead me to the showered of area and too out some clippers. The cold steel and vibrations felt weird against my skin and I cried as I watch my pride, my furry pelt that had let me know I was a man fall around me. Boss then went over to the barber chair and came back with a straight razor, brush, and shaving soap. Lathering it up in his hands he coated each section of my body. Careful using the straight razor to get the closest possible shave. “Now I will teach you how to use this in the future. Also sometime I like a nice hot shave from my son so you will learn and be my barber. You will also learn so you can prep any other boys I might bring home for our use.” My heart jumped at that last bit….I had thought I was his only boy. My reaction must have shown on my face because he chuckled to himself. “I said our use son, some of those boys are low enough even to let a popper whore like you fuck em, plus they need to learn how low they are and where they should be. Don’t worry I won’t replace you , your mine forever now” My heart swelled in pride as Boss turned on the shower and rinsed me off. The water felt so different against my skin, felt odd and slick and it coursed down and rolled off instead of getting tangled in my body hair. When Boss pulled me out he point me to a mirror and my eyes grew wide with shock. I looked like a different person, and I realized I was a different person, I was no long Justin, I was boy, no I was a Poz Son and I had a punishment coming and need to take it to serve my Boss. I turned from the mirror, lowered my head and dropped to my knees, hands behind my head, and waited for my next instrucitons…..

Boss http://fit-hairy-guys.tumblr.com/image/120351002254 Boy:back when he thought he was straight and not a cum pig popper whore http://fit-hairy-guys.tumblr.com/post/99552256689/fit-hairy-guys-archive-follow-submit Mark http://fit-hairy-guys.tumblr.com/post/86488595894/fit-hairy-guys-archive-follow-submit http://fit-hairy-guys.tumblr.com/post/97796297024/fit-hairy-guys-archive-follow-submit

3. “Please sir I can’t lick the floor, I can’t ill take your punishment” “Glad you said that boy now follow me… and don’t even think about putting those clothes back on” I followed Boss back out into the main store and he flipped the sign to open and unlocked the door. “Get behind the counter boy and kneel on the floor ” I went behind the counter and kneel on the floor, my body shivering with what was coming and wondering what punishment he would think up for not cleaning up the mess in the back room. I didn’t have long to wonder because he came back shortly with a medium sized but plug form the rack and nipple clamps. He attached the clamps to my furry tits making me moan in pleasure. Then order me to bend over the counter. He spread some lube on my ass and started to push the plug in. “Please may I have some popper sir , it hurts” “No that would make this pleasure and you need to be punished and learn that when I tell you to do something you fucking do it and say thank you” “Yes sir” I said through gritted teeth as the plug popped in an I yelped in pain. He then order me back to my kneel position under the counter and pulled out his cock, ordering me to suck and lick it clean while he worked. About fifteen minutes later I heard the door chime and heard someone walking up to the counter. I try to move and sir just grabbed the back of my head an held me there. “Hey Mark glad to see you” sir said as the guy stepped to the counter. I was in clear view, my furry well muscled back and plugged ass on display for anyone standing at the counter. I felt myself blush and feel pathetic and weak as Mark got smaller bills for the video booth. “That boy for everyone or just for you?” he asked the voice sounded oddly familiar to me and I panicked that it might be someone I knew. “Needs to be trained up a bit, should be ready on Friday for the party though….actually would you mind helping me with him a bit. He needs to learn how to suck cock better.” “Sure always glad to help” With that Boss grabbed the chain connecting my nipples and pulled up making me get to my feet. There I stood naked, plugged, caged with my nipples chained together and my stomach dropped. There stood my old wrestling coach from high school. He was 6 ft, 225 with only the slightest bit of padding, goateed and salt and pepper hair. He looked me over and smiled with an evil glint in his eye. His hand reached out and grabbed the chain and pulled me around from behind the counter. Just as we reached the door to the vid booths Boss called out “No fucking him but anything else if free game, and if ya need him to do something just give him a couple popper hits and he turns into a fuckin slut” I lowered my head at the comment and was lead to the first booth in the middle. “Well Justin….didn’t think you would turn out to be a faggot bitch but I can’t say I am unhappy about it. What you thought since I didn’t use you name when I saw you I didn’t know who you were. Hell I shot so many loads watching you in the shower and now I get to shoot one down your throat. I am shocked that you hooked up with Boss but hey, it’s your funeral. “ Mark reached down and pulled his shirt over his head revealing a chest covered in grey fur and muscles. He grabbed the back of my head with one hand and shoved my face into his pits. Instinctively I started to lick the sweat mass of fur, lapping up his scent and swallowing it down. “Oh fuck yeah lick those pits jock boy make me feel good for teasing me all those years. Fuck you are a damn pig aren’t ya. Now lick the other side, make me nice and clean….unf yeah feels so damn good. While I was licking his pits he undid his jeans and let them fall to the floor revealing a 9 inch uncut cock about 3 fingers thick and dripping precum down his furred thigh. He pulled my face out of his pit and look me in the eyes. Grabbing a bottle of poppers he unscrewed the cap and held it to my left nostril, than my right, than my left, than back again. The warmth and dizziness spread over me and my knees went weak. I sank to the floor and shoved his perfect cock in my mouth. SLAP “Did I tell you to suck my cock yet bitch” Tears sprang up in my eyes as I looked up from my kneeling position, I was dizzy form the poppers and the slap and had no idea what he wanted. He turned around and spread his cheek. “Eat my hole slut , I wanna feel that tongue deep in there. And don’t worry I took a shower….this morning.” I hesitated for 5 second and he turned around and forced another 4 hits of poppers on me. This time when he turned I dove right into his ass. It smelled amazing, musky and maly. I could taste his sweat form the day and my tongue rand from his balls to his hole and back again. A sound came out of my chest like a growl and I used my hands ot spread his ass cheeks so I could get deeper in hi hole. My tongue lapping at it like a cat with cream. Then darting in and out like a small cock. His moands let me know I was doing an good job. “Fuck yeah that feels great, damn you are good at this for being a beginner. I should have had you in my office every day eating my ass.” The small room began to heat up and we both started to sweat. Mark’s as was slick with my spit when he turned around and presented his dripping cock to my mouth and said “Now you can suck it”. I dove down on the cock like my life depending on it , taking it to the root and burying my nose in the thick bush at the base. My tongue darting out and licking the underside of his cock. The bottle was at my nose again and I took two giant deep hits and snuck a finger around to play with Mark’s hole. It must have startled him because he dropped the bottle and it spilled on the floor. The small space filled with the scent of poppers and sweat. Mark pushed me agains the far wall with his back to the door and started to face fuck me for all he was worth. The continuous scent of poppers making me hungry for cock. Lost in the haze and pleasure of my blow job Mark didn’t hear the door t the booth open, but I saw Boss’s boots enter and wonder if he had come to check on how is friend as using me. Suddenly Mark stiffened and let out a moan of pain and pleasure as Boss’s big arms wrapped around his throat and a bottle was placed against his nose. Mark tried to escape forward and just drove his cock deep in my mouth as Boss plunge raw into his ass. “Please, don’t fuck me. I can’t , I don’t want to be like you “ “Fucked if I care , I have been wanting to dirty this cunt of yours for years and my little slut boy gave me a great opening I could not resist.” Mark was sandwiched and couldn’t escape and Boss’s thrust deep into his ass. Every time Boss thrust forward precum would gush into my mouth from Mark. As his passed picked up Mark just kept pleading oer and over to for Boss to pull out begging him not to cum in him. “Fucking to late so close gonna drop this big charged load in your hole and make you the cum slut you should have always been” With that Boss have a big growl and drove balls deep in Mark’s just as Mark hit the point of no return and flooded my mouth with his cum. “Make sure not to spill a drop boy, a man’s last neg load is special and should always bee eaten” Just then the reality of what they were saying hit me…I had his poz load plugged in my ass….his poison working into my system for the last hour, trapped there, soaking into me. Infecting me…..my cock strained against its confinement and I groaned around the slowly shrinking cock in my mouth. “Good job boy….but we are not done with you yet” Moderator's Note: Mark's story continues here https://breeding.zone/topic/33395-subverted-cum-whore-marks-tale/

2. That week passed so slowly. All I could think about was my cock. I was distracted at work, and I couldn’t go to the gym because I was so embarrassed and didn’t want anyone to see my cock cage. Finally it was Friday and I head back to the store. I was so horny I sped the entire way and practically ran through the door. Boss stood behind the counter and smiled at me when I walked in. “Hey boy, has it been week already?” I looked at him with hungry eyes and stated “Please take this off I need to cum so bad I’ll do whatever it takes just get this off me” “Are you sure about that boy? How about we take you to the back and see what we can do.” With that he came around the counter and flipped the closed sign and locked the door. I followed him urgently to the back area and into a booth in the back of the video room. “Take off your clothes boy let me see what that once proud cock looks like” I stripped off my workout shorts and tank top and stood there in only my shoes and the cock cage. My furry body breaking into a nervous sweat plastering the hair on my chest and abs. Boss came up and stood within an inch of me looking into my eyes. He reached in his pocket and I felt relief that he was going to take the lock off my cock and I could cum. When he opened his hand he held a bottle of poppers in it and gave it to me. “Here ya go boy, you know what I want to see you do.” I took the bottle from his hand and inhaled deep 4 times in each side. My head was spinning and I leaned against the walls of the booth. My cock vainly tried to get hard. “yeah good boy hitting deep like that for me. Now the way I see since I sucked your cock last time you should return the favor for me” I had never sucked a cock before and but I was so horny and high on poppers I drop to my knees and started to unbutton his jeans. I could feel the cum and dirty from previous occupants coat both knees and could smell Bosses sweaty crotch as he pulled his cock out. A huge drop of precum glistened on the tip. Could I do this? I was so horny and feel out of it. As if reading my mind Boss held the poppers back to my nose and I breathed deep. Next thing I knew his cock was going in and out of me mouth and I was moaning like a whore. This tasted amazing and I loved his uncut 9 inch cock slamming into the back of my throat. Boss grabbed the back of my head and firmly planted his cock all the way down blocking my air supply. Just as I was about to struggle the bottle was place to my nose and he pulled back. Poppers flood into me whether I wanted them or not. Sending my head spinning and make me want more cock. Bosses cock began to grow bigger and he started to grunt as shot after shot flooded my mouth. I swallowed without thinking and loved the taste of his cum as it pour down my throat. “Fuck that was good boy, you are one poppered up cock pig now. DO you want more of this dick boy? You want that cage off?” “Oh god yes please please please let me out I need to cum so badly.” “Stand up and turn around boy and show me your hole first. I want to eat that tight furry hole.” Obediently I got up and present my furry ass to Boss. He bent down and started eating me out again. “Hit those poppers boy” I inhaled 3 times deep and arched my back. Moaning. I felt his finger push into my tight never been fucked hole and grunted with pleasure . backing on to his rough callused finger I felt waves of pleasure. Boss kept licking and wetting my hole working a second than a third finger into my ass. All the time I kept hitting the poppers and gyrating my ass. Wanting more. His fourth finger opened me up and I took a huge deep hit of poppers and held my breath as he loosened me up even more. I felt so full and stretched and never knew how much pleasure I could get from my ass. Boss stood up and started rubbing his once again hard cock through the crack of my ass. Plastering the fur with his precum. My hole itched to be filled and I was panting and sweating. Boss held the bottle back under my nosed and I sniffed again and again. “You want that cage off ? You want to feel my cock in that hole? You want me to fuck you boy? Make you mine forever? You want to be owned boy?” “OH god I don’t care fuck me I need release I need to cum so bad. Do what you want just let me cum” “Ok boy but remember you wanted this” I felt the head of his cock press against my hole, increasing the pressure more and more until it felt like it would never go in. The bottle was back under my nose, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and on the sixth hit he broke through and sank all the way in balls deep. My moan of pain and pleasure surprised my. I never wanted it to end. I could feel his raw cock all 9 inches buried deep in me and I start to fuck myself on it. I wanted more. Sweat dripped off my body and down my back. Boss ran his hands over it and brought it to my face and I Greedily sucked it off his fingers. It tasted so good. Precum was leaking out of my caged cock like a faucet, dripping on the cum covered floor of the booth. “Fuck I love this tight hole. It feels so good gripping my fucking daddy cock. Leaking my dirty precum in the clean hole. Gonna make this fucking mine boy. You want that. You want to be my poppers pig and take my raw cock. Get bred by me and my friends. Take any load I tell you to. Be owned and used.” Taking 3 more hits from the popper bottle all I could do was utter gibberish over and over again. “fuckme , fuckme fuckme, yes whatever you want fuck my ass breed me own me just give me more cock. make me however you want I need more cock please fuck me fuck me fuck me” “Good boy gonna drop this load in that ass now boy take this fucking cock you sweaty fucking popper pig whore” He grabbed my shoulder and pushed as far into me as he could and I felt something in my give way. His pulsing cock shooting 8 shoots in my hole hitting my prostate. At that time I started to have the most intense orgasm my ass contracting uncontrollably around his cock. milking every drop from it while my caged cock leaked out a bucket of cum to add to the sweat and dirt and cum already on the floor, I couldn’t stop shaking and I sank to the ground. His cock plopping out of my no longer tight ass I fell to the floor on my knees. “Fuck you are a good boy now clean up that mess on the floor” I looked up at him questioningly and he point down were my cum, sweat, and the cum of who knows else had congealed on the floor. “Lick it all up boy or you will be punished.” “I can’t who know what is down there that is disgusting I please don’t make me “ “Well you really don’t need to worry about catching anything anymore but Ok pig you get two choices….lick that all up…..or you get punished” I stared at the man that had just fucked me and wondered about what he had just said while I also tried to figure out which was worse. Licking up the sweat and cum and filth of previous tenants of this booth ….or the punishment he would think up.

This was my first Black Party and it open my eyes to what goes on in our life style. Finding how open people are in showing there sexual freedom. It was my first time with tina being put into my hole and taking E and the effects it has on me. When we left I had no idea of time and later the crash I would have. In the next coming months I learn what it will take of me to become a total pig slave. They had all my body hair permanently removed from my neck down and later my face so I would never have to shave my face again. I’m very feminine looking at 5ft8 120 lbs. and they want to in hanse the way I look. Even at the Black Party I kept getting ask to show my ID as I look like a 16 year old. It’s almost one year since I joined this family and my entrance into it will happen soon. In that time I’ve learned how to set up syringes with tina , how to set up G and others drugs. They like to get me exited with ED piles and watch me get so hard in my chastity cage.Next weekend will be my entrance into the family as I’ve been told that for the last 3 months all members have not taken there meds, so this week they all tested with high viral loads in the 50,000_70,000 range so there is a good chance that on the first try I will get the family DNA put into my system. I’n dead asleep when someone puts a bag over my head and they drag me I think into the play room. With cuff liquid put on to my wrists & ankles and I’m put into a sling they force some liquid into my mouth as its Gator Aid that taste horrible , next I hear someone says slam him. I feel my arm being tied off and the needle go into my arm. Then I’m having trouble breathing till I start coughing. Wile this is going someone is putting some kind of lube in my hole with a ruff brush. Someone says he’s ready , they say now don’t wast the lube so they open my mouth and start to brush my teeth with the brush. Now the effects are taking over my body I want my hole fuck but a dick is put into my mouth and told to get it good and wet as that is all the lube that will be used. This is the first time I getting a real dick in my hole but have stretch the hole with dildos.The first dick put in me is just rammed in me and is fucking me as fast as he could till he cums deep and wile this is going on I have a dick is my mouth getting the next one ready to breed me. They give me another booty bump and another slam but this slam is a lot stronger, they don’t stop with loads in my hole or after they drop their load in me to clean their dicks off with my mouth. I left in the sling for times with a butt plug in my ass. They come back and start all over again and again. I was in the sling for 16 hours, they remove the hood and are hugging me, all I feel is the plug in my ass. My brothers take me to the shower and clean me up, they say I’m going to crash very soon. I ask if the butt plug can be taken, they say NOOOOOO as it will help my body receive the family in my DNA. They lay me down and I think in 5 minutes I’m gone. When I wake up I’m between 2 of my brothers, one is looking me in my face and he pushes my head to he's dick to suck it witch I do and my other brother pulls out the plug, he say nothing is coming out so I guess my body absorbs and that was put in me. I spent the rest of the weekend getting fuck by any of the Masters and my Brothers any time they wanted. I found out what they went through to be part of this family and now they are making love to me and I’m really enjoying the sex we are having. more coming

When I woke up, I was on the basement floor with dried cum on my ass, legs and mouth. As I started to stir, Sam came downstairs and noticed I was awake. He then took me into the bathroom to shower and get cleaned up. As I started to shower and wash my body, Sam joined me in the shower with his hard cock and pushed me under the shower head and then pushed his cock into me. As he slowly fucked me in the shower he was using his hands to soap up the rest of my body including my rock hard cock. He was slowly rubbing my cock as he was fucking my ass and as I began to shoot ropes of cum against the shower wall, he was shooting ropes of cum inside of me. After the shower we dried off and went into the kitchen where my dad was. Dad says that I should know what happened between him and my mother. He begins to explain what happened. Before he left us he explained, how he and my mother hadn’t had sex in months and one night after work he went into a new bar by the office. He didn’t realize at the time it was a leather bar as it was only about 5:45 at night and the place was mainly empty. He said that he was drinking jack daniels and Sam noticed him and started talking to him and buying him more drinks. Sam realized that my dad didn’t know what type of bar he was in or that my dad was gay at the time but Sam decided to change both of those things that night. So has he continued to buy my dad drinks to get him drunk he slowly got closer to my dad. After a few drinks my dad felt the need to take a piss and Sam told the bartender to save their spots as Sam showed my dad to the bathroom. When they got to the bathroom, my dad saw two guys making out in one of the open stalls wearing only leather jock straps. My dad stood there in shock at the scene before him and slowly Sam walked up behind him and asked if it excited him. My dad said he had never seen anything like it before. The two guys noticed my dad and Sam watching them and they motioned for them to come over. My dad was stunned but Sam knew these two guys and as he nodded he pushed my dad over to them. The two guys then proceeded to give my dad his first man on man kiss and as the two leather clad men alternated kissing my dad, Sam slowly undid my dad’s suit pants and they fell to the floor. Dad was was only wearing a jock and Sam took full advantage and slowly started to lube my dad’s ass as the guys slowly started working on his cock. Before my dad knew it Sam had put his bare cock into my dad and slowing took his anal cherry. After Sam deposited his load in my dad, the two leather clad guys did the same. After an hour my dad and Sam finally made it back to their chairs to close out the tab. Sam took my dad back to his apartment near the bar as my dad was in no condition to drive. Once back in the apartment Sam proceeded to fuck my dad all night. When my dad woke the next morning he was being spooned by Sam with Sam’s semi-hard cock still inside my dad’s ass. My dad asked what happened and Sam proceeded to tell him that my dad was his best fuck in years. My dad said he wasn’t gay but before he could finish the sentence Sam started kissing him and fondling my dad’s cock to hardness. Before he knew it, my dad gave in to the temptation and proceeded to fuck Sam for the first time. When my dad blew his load into Sam’s ass he knew that he was no longer straight and preferred fucking a tight ass over my mother. Sam and my dad continued to flip fuck the rest of the day until they realized how much they fit each other. My dad started spending his time outside of work with Sam fucking each other and playing with others. All of their sex was bare as my dad said it should be and one of their sessions at that leather bar left a lasting result on my dad. He and Sam were cruised by a couple of leather bears and the four of them ended up at Sam’s place flip fucking all night and into the next day. What the leather bears left Sam and my dad was the gift that keeps on giving and a few weeks later both of them got the fuck flu. Once the doctor confirmed my dad had HIV, my mom threw him out of the home and left my dad homeless. Sam said he and my dad should move in together as they had a shared connection now. to be continued (next time I learn how James got involved and what's next for me)

I love it when the tops goes in ballsdeep and his cock massages my prostate. I feel I am starting to leak precum even though I may not even be hard then. This mostly happens with long deep thrusts when he's slowfucking me doggy style at first (when I am starting to leak)and then after a while grabs my hips and just rams it home with his balls slapping my ass building up to a cum explosion in my hole. Always gets me off.

I'd been meaning to write about my experience for a while, I just kept forgetting. Now as some of the details begin to fade I figured it was time! So this was my first experience at Southern Decadence & my 2nd time in NOLA. I went with a 'client'/friend of mine. He's older & quite a bit more reserved as far as his actions but is cool watching me do whatever. We flew down on Friday. Our flight was light, so by the time we got to the hotel, it was around 12:30am Saturday morning. Cleaned up a bit, grabbed a cab & got over to Rawhide by 1:30. Honestly, I didn't expect much from Friday night. The place was packed though with people even pouring out on the street. Stood outside for a bit debating what to do. Finally decided to push our way in. Got a drink at the bar & I continued pushing my way back. I'm from Chicago, so I'm used to packed bars but this was something else!! Got towards the back room but from what I could tell from lifting myself up using random guys shoulders (I'm only 5'4) there wasn't much going on back there, plus it was too packed even for me! So we left & grabbed a cab to Phoenix/Eagle. They had a little street thing going on beside the bar, so lots of people, but they were restricting the flow to the upstairs (where the action happens). That seemed sucky at the moment, but turned out to be pretty good! Had a few drinks & by then we could tell that the line kept moving decently so we hopped into it. Got upstairs shortly their after & it was full & quite steamy up there but again, that line served a purpose, it wasn't packed beyond belief! Initially was pretty hesitant. Took off my shirt because it was hot but kept my shorts on. After seeing some nearby fucking, I immediately got in the mood & so stripped down to my jockstrap. Had a guy suck my dick for a bit which was whatever. I like getting head, but in these situations I just want guys fucking me! Slowly pushed back into the place as people would leave & eventually got to one of the tables that ya stand at. Stood there & had our drinks & I took the opportunity to push my ass out. Within a pretty short amount of time I had my first taker. Now the bad thing about this place is that there are a lot more condom users. Normally I'm not a fan, however, I want people to see that I'm available & that they can fuck me if I'm want & even condom users fucking me help to serve this purpose. So had a few guys fuck me, at least 2 with a condom, not sure about 1 or 2 more but nothing remarkable. After about 3 or 4 random guys though, a hot, older, muscular black guy comes up. Talks to me a bit as he's stroking his dick & then sadly puts on a condom. At this point though, I figured i just wasn't going to get much raw dick. So I bend over & take it. He fucks & fucks & fucks. Slow & steady, but intense & definitely different from the usual shorter fucks you get in places like this. Eventually I needed a break & had to pee so I stand upright & he pulls out. We chat for a bit & he's definitely wanting more so I take my break, go pee & work my way back to where I was, getting a few short fucks along the way. Eventually I find him again & we chat for a while. Pretty soon he starts to get horny which makes me want to let him fuck me so I stroke his dick for a bit & then turn around & push my ass towards it. I fully expected him to pull out a condom & put it on but I sure as hell wasn't going to help him. To my surprise, he lets me push my ass onto it. I was sure this was just going to be "the tip" & then he'd put the condom on but he kept going & then whispers in my ear something to the effect of, "You feel so good like this, I'm glad you let me do it". I didn't say anything back but I was immediately hard because I knew I was getting raw dick for sure this time! He fucked me for quite a while but he'd already been in there for sometime so sadly he couldn't get off. Not sure I got any loads that night but I probably got fucked by 8 guys in total. Slept in the next day & had dinner late so that we could head out late. I really don't remember much at all about Saturday. I know we tried Rawhide again, but still, majorly packed. Went back to Phoenix/Eagle & went upstairs three times I believe, probably getting fucked by 6 or 7 guys each time so we'll round low & say 15 total. Did go by Rawhide again before heading home & found a little action but not a ton. Probably got fucked by 5 guys, & then I fucked this big booty guy that was bent over the pool table & gave him my load as we were walking out! So night 2 was maybe 20 guys fucking me?!?! Now the third night, Sunday. Things had definitely slowed down a bit this night, but don't get me wrong, I wouldn't call it slow, just much more manageable. Went to Phoenix/Eagle for a bit & there was still some action, got fucked 6 or 7 times upstairs but then had to come down because of the heat. Went up once more & probably got fucked like 4 more times but the action was slowing. So decided to give Rawhide a try & I'm glad we did! It was busy still, but workable. Got drinks & slowly pushed our way to the back room with the pool table. I was just in my jockstrap again, hoping to attract some attention as we walked. Made our way to the far back corner & I decided to camp out here. We're standing back there sorta talking over the noise when I feel someone touch my ass so I push my ass back & arch my back. The guy got the signal & started fucking me & we were off! This continued for sometime with me just bent up against the wall. Probably had 10 to 12 guys fuck me like that before a pause happened. So stood there taking a little break & moved our position a little bit. I'm not sure when it happened but at some point once I started getting fucked again, I ended up bent over the pool table in the middle of the room with a few other bottoms, hitting our poppers as guys just pounded us. At one point, the guy that was with me taps me on the shoulder & points behind me saying, "You have a line". I look back & sure enough, jamming up the regular traffic going around this pool table was a line, waiting on my ass. I just smiled & bent back over. Got to have some convo with the other bottoms as we were bent over the pool table which was fun & kinda hot! At one point during this, someone had gotten underneath me & started playing with my dick while I was getting fucked. Another person had their hands on my balls & someone was also playing with my nipples all while a dick was being flopped around my face. I started to get a little worn out both me in general & my ass, & I was about to pull away when I stopped myself. I realized this was an amazing moment & I just needed to give myself up to it. Being an object like this at the center of a crowd was a fantasy come true, so I just focused on relaxing myself & letting all these men do what they wanted & it was amazing. I seriously have no idea how many guys fucked me though. We were in that place for like 3 hours & it was near non-stop fucking the entire time. My ass felt great! I'd guess probably 40+ guys fucked me. I mean there were almost 10 guys in the little line when I turned around so I think 40 is a conservative number. All in all, I'd honestly say my numbers are pretty conservative. I really think I could have been fucked by as many as 100 guys over the weekend but I think 75 is a pretty safe number. Next year I'm keeping better track!! Not sure on how many loads I got, that was hard to tell. So much action going on around me that at a lot of times, I was paying more attention to what was happening around me than what was happening to me. Next year I'm going to keep better track of that & the number of guys that fuck me!!

I was there too and I have to say it was great for a first time there. The most guys was never on such a party before and had a little "starting-problem" but after a while it started well. But there was a big competition between the red mares since some of them was really hot and the not so good-looking had not so much fun....but this is anywhere the same...

LOL! This is one of the stories I originally wrote and posted on BNSkin and at the old bugshare site, where someone copied it and made a few wording changes in an attempt to pass it of as something new. I'm not complaining, of course -- I'm glad someone thought enough of it to make the effort. Enjoy!

I hit a bookstore in a sleazy part of town near the ghetto.. a blue collar white guy, a blue collar black guy and another cum whore all shot loads in me. I'm sure the cum whore was poz I have spoken to him before. But the other guys not sure. Hope so!

This morning my teen black FB, had me over to meet some of his black jock team mates, they had been working out at the gym and were real horny. He had told them about me, they were new to fucking a boy cunt and eager to learn. WOW I took their loads, one from each, in my hungry mouth. Real yummy fresh boy cream! and two loads each in my pussy. MAN did I get loaded and were they happy and hungry for more. I got a nice sore ass from their pounding. Feels just great now, with their loads inside me and still the taste of their cum in my mouth. I feel so dammed hot and slutty now. I think I'll go find my Latin construction worker fuck buddy. I hope he is around. He just loves it when I reek of cum and gets hot to breed my sloppy used boy cunt, and I love his loads.

Last night, while watching the Lakers/Celtics game with a FB and a few of his friends. Took five loads up my cunt and ate three. The price for being a Celtics fan in L.A.. Or maybe the reward. Celts won -- so did i.