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The term "size queens" is out there for a reason. I agree with the OP. It gets old. And, no, I don't have penis envy. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I've had 8.5 that did nothing for me and I've had 5 3/4 that did everything for me. I think the one thing that turns me off is that hung guys think they are everything just because they have a big dick. Not so. Attitude can be a huge turn off. As far as stories where the bottom and top always have big cocks (But the story teller's is just a smidgen bigger than the other...... Every. Damn. Time).... Yeah. Gets old really quick. Yes. I want fantasy. But let's make it fantasy that is somewhat believable.

I have attended my share of weddings in my 48 years: family, friends and the occasional plus one of someone I was dating to an obscure relative or friend I really didn’t know. With the recent decision of the SCOTUS, I have now attended three gay weddings in the last year. Weddings are what they are: a couple saying words of commitment then the party is on. The wedding this past Saturday was no different. What was different was I was helping my fiancé, who was serving as the wedding coordinator, just to make sure the events went off without a hitch. We arrived early to help get things set up and arraigned various aspects that would lend to a smoother progression of events throughout the evening. We finished preparations early and even went for a sandwich at the corner deli, upon returning to the venue and devouring our lunch, other pieces began to arrive, chairs, flowers, band etc. Then the guest began to trickle in. Most were your typical friends and family of the grooms, and to be honest, most didn't catch my eye until, that is, a cute young man walked in with his mom, dad and sister. I wasn’t sure who he was but it was obvious by the people he was mingling with he was related to one of the grooms. He stood just under 6’ and had the typical haircut that so many young men wear today, short on the sides and longer on top, combed over to one side and spiked in the front. He was adorable. It was about thirty minutes to the beginning of the ceremony and after circulating a bit taking care of last minute details I realized the young man seemed to be watching me. I was flattered. I am a 6’ tall, and weigh in somewhere just shy of 200 pounds. Most of me is muscle, and I'm generally well-proportioned, although due to the combination of meds I do have a disproportionate ring of fat around my waist, which gives me a slight belly. Although I consider myself reasonably attractive, most young men wouldn’t give me the time of day. Anyhow, with a couple of discrete questions, I learned the young guy's name was Zach, that had turned 18 just a few weeks earlier, and that he was a nephew of one of the grooms. The boy kept checking me out and I had to stifle my inclination to ask him "Who's your daddy?" Clearly a good call considering where we were, and that he was there with his family. The ceremony wrapped up and the happy couple began to circulate after signing the required legal documents, and after some time, they finally made it to the buffet line and heavy appetizers began to be consumed. I waited until most of the guests had had a chance to begin eating before making a plate for myself then sitting down to eat. I had noticed that Zach had positioned himself so he could watch me eat from his position at his table. I consumed my portion and noticed he had gone back for seconds, so I got up and went back to the buffet to find him chowing down on a couple sliders. “Hey, how’s it going?” he asked between bites. “Going smoothly. Having a good time?” “Yeah, but I could be having more fun, if you know what I mean.” He seemed to blush a bit with his boldness. I just smiled and took my food back to my table, noticing, however, that Zach was still watching me, almost stalking me. Frankly, the kid's attentions were leaving me with a hard-on. After I was finished eating, I noticed went to the restroom to wash up, noticing Zach had disappeared. I figured he had found someone else who was more receptive to his invitation. I entered the small, single occupant restroom, I turned and locked the door, and stepped-up to the sink to wash up only to find Zach standing in front of me. He had hidden behind the short wall that separated the sink from the toilet and been waiting for me to enter. “So, does Daddy want to have some fun?” “Ummm, Zach, there’s a whole room of people out there.” “So there is just us in here.” He began to grope my hardening cock within my pants, as his lips brushed mine, returned the kiss and slide around the boy to the sink, to wash my hands of the food particles. Washing my hands only made me have to pee. “Zach I have to piss if you don’t mind.” He suddenly plopped onto the toilet seat and quickly unzipped my pants and my semi hard cock was in his mouth. “You sure about this?" I asked. He nodded, and with a little concentration I let the stream begin to flow. He tightened his lips around my shaft and gulped down every drop. When he felt the stream end he began to work his mouth up and down the now hardening shaft until I was fully erect and oozing dirty precum down his throat. He worked my shaft as I began to moan, trying to be quiet so as not to alert the other guests. Somehow, meanwhile, Zach had undone his belt and pants and was stroking his impressive member, and when my cock was wet and slimy from his oral attention, he suddenly stood up and turned around, pinning me against the wall then guided my erect rod into his hole, backing-up slowly onto my shaft. Soon he had fully impaled himself on my tool. Then he began to pleasure himself (and, admittedly me), by bracing himself on the toilet tank and gyrating on my throbbing member. I worked myself it in and out of his tight hole noticing some red on my shaft. I figured that, with only spit for lube, Zach had ripped his hole. But even so, he hid his discomfort and urged me on. I began pounding into the willing boy and had to put a hand over his mouth to keep him quiet, his hole massaging my shaft as I repeatedly slid in and out. I wasn’t going to last long and felt my cream boiling up from my balls, as my shaft swelled up and became just a little harder. I made a final thrust into his hole, my cock throbbing as I filled Zach with my toxic seed, blast after blast coating his internal walls. As the flow of seed began to dwindle I resumed my pounding and worked the cream into his intestinal walls. As his ass began to spasm, he shot ropes of cum onto the toilet seat cover, and my second load shot into his ass, filling him with more toxic jism. I pulled out, and he immediately spun around and cleaned off the ass juice, blood, and semen from my deflating tool, he also proudly made it a point to show me his wreaked hole. Before we dressed, he licked his cream from the seat cover, and I leaned over and licked the cum from his hole, tasting his sweet teen ass. He wiped his hole then pulled up and adjusted his pants, as I was doing the same to mine. When he kissed me in thanks, there was the taste of his cream on his lips, and I shared with him some of his ass juices. Then we fixed our clothing, and washed-up a bit. Just before we left the restroom Zach slipped me a card on which he had provided his name, number, and e-mail. As I exited, he slid behind the partition, discretely joining the party a few minutes later. As he and his family were leaving, after the cake cutting he whispered “Thanks for taking my cherry. Hope to hear from you, Daddy.” If he only knew what I had left behind in his rectum.

Part III. The man scowled, “Pretty boys… Does that mean I should leave?” Without saying a word, the younger of the two new guys gestured no, instead, as the older man looked on approvingly, he walked over to the man and knelt before him, finished cleaning off the man’s cock and then moved on to my boy’s hole. The older guy undressed, hanging his slacks and business shirt on a hook in the stall, revealing a chiseled body covered in salt-and-pepper hair. He pulled my boy’s face up to kiss him. “Fuck,” the older guy exclaimed, “You’re hotter than your profile pic. Glad we got here in time… And I see you’ve met Jim." Jim must have been the filthy stranger. I nodded an acknowledgement. The older man continued saying “If your boy will take his seed, there’s nothing to stop him from taking mine.” I shuddered at the suggestion both Jim and the hot older man were toxic, and might both fuck my boy. The younger guy looked up and jerked Jim as the older guy fed his cock into my boy’s mouth. “Get it wet. Your spit is the only lube you’re gonna get, well, your spit and how ever many loads you’ve taken so far." My boy moaned, reveling in the tongue lapping at his wrecked hole and the cock stuffed down his throat. “He’s ready for you,” said the younger guy. The older guy lined up with my boy’s ass, pushing my boy’s face to the tile floor. He slapped his mammoth cock against his ass before easing it with more force than my boy was used to. Jim had opened him up, and filled him with seed, so my boy didn’t seem to be in too much pain. The younger guy laid down next to my boy in the same position. I jerked my cock as Jim leaned down behind him and ate his ass. As I knelt down to play with the younger man, the older guy swatted Jim away from the younger guy’s ass saying "Hey man. Let this dude fuck my boy. He lets me fuck his, right? I mean it’s only polite." Jim scowled but backed off allowing me to guide my bare dick into this stud puppy’s hole. I eased into his ass, but the guy didn’t like my pace, and greedily pushed back onto my dick and grunted hard as he fucked himself. Jim forced his slimy cock into the guy’s mouth, and he greedily sucked on it. My boy’s head was craned around, watching me fuck the sexy stranger raw as he took this hot older guy’s bare cock. The older guy leaned forward and whispered something in my boy’s ear, and my boy just groaned in reply. He grinned at me, half-smiling, half-smirking. "So hot to be working Jim’s toxic load deeper into your boy." That made my balls churn, and when I gasped, the older guy asked "You gonna poz my son for me?" My jaw dropped when I realized that his boy actually was his son, hence their strong resemblance. I shook my head no, trying to convey that I was NEG. "Then let Jim do it. He pozzed me." That sent me over the edge, confirming that my boy was going to be taking his second poz load, and I came deep inside his boy. "Fuuuuck," the man’s son grunted, "I could feel every spurt!" Pulling out, I switched places with Jim who was, by this time, even more slovenly and sweaty that he had been when he bred my boy a few minutes earlier. He sank his cock straight into the boy and jack-rabbited against his ass. The man fucking my boy started breathing more shallowly and leaned over to kiss Jim, well, more like mash his face into Jim’s mouth. The two guys bred their bottoms’ holes at the same time, my boy and the man’s son moaning with pleasure. They withdrew and spun the boys around, so my boy was on his back, and the man’s son was on my boy’s belly, sixty-nine. My boy fingered the man’s son’s ass, now leaking two loads as they both inhaled the other’s cock. My boy was the first to cum, filling the man’s son’s mouth with so much seed that it dribbled down his chin. The man kissed his son and sucked as much of my boy’s seed as possible, licking his son’s face and chin. The man’s son blew his load all over my boy’s face and rolled over onto his back. Jim and I lurched forward, licking up as much seed as we could before rolling in back and forth into each other’s mouths. The five of us, the poz father and son, and poz rest stop troll made out and fingered each other’s holes. I was hoping we might all be ready for another round before we had to get back on the road. To be continued???

(This is fictional for the most part). Part 1 I took the day off to get some errands done and was eating some lunch when the doorbell rang. I had a hard on from watching some porn while eating lunch so I quickly regained my composure and went through the garage since I saw it was a lawn service truck in the driveway. I opened the door and the guy said hi and was pleasant enough, looked at his paper and asked if I ordered a service, I told him I cancelled that order because of the lawn looked and he rolled his eyes and said that this was the fifth time this happened. I explained to him that I talked to a person in the office and told them about the lawn and that the lawn service wouldn’t be needed. So he asked me to show him around which I did. He was heated. He then called his boss to see if he could do another treatment and was told no, which aggravated him more. We kept talking he looked at his watch and said, now I have 3 hours to waste until my next appointment. I asked, did you eat lunch? He said not yet, I said I made some and have plenty, if you want to come in and have some that would take a few minutes away from your time. He hesitated then accepted. We went inside and I offered him a soda or beer, he took the beer, I had one too, made him a plate and served him. He happily ate it and we chatted, I offered him another beer and more food, he had both. An hour passed and he said he should go, I said you can hang out if you like, I was just chillin anyway, want another beer I added? He thought for a few seconds and replied sure, why not. He was kinda rough looking, handsome in a rough way. Hands were rough from work, messy blond hair, early 50s, thin, furry from what I could tell, nice body under the clothes, straight as far as I knew. I took his plate and I turned on the TV and moved to the couch. He followed with is nearly empty beer. He then asked me if I wanted another, I laughed, and said sure. He came back with another for himself too. He sat next to me and we watched TV for a few. He started questioning me about the house, I answered, then he asked for a tour, I showed him around the upstairs, I was kinda nervous to show him the basement, I had a sling and toys in a cabinet. He then asked, if there was a basement, I said yes, he asked to see it, I said sure, what do I have to lose, I brought him down, I only turned on a couple lights. He looked around and then noticed the shiny chains in the corner. He asked, what’s this, I chuckled nervously, nothing really. My ex and me used to play down here and host parties once in a while. Ex he asked? Yes his name was Jack, now thinking he would leave. He said, Jack, Jack the leather guy? I said yes, you know him? He said, yep, I came to a few of your parties he chuckled. I laughed nervously. He then said, those were fun, too bad you don’t host anymore. No need to anymore I replied, and yes they were. He then looked at me and said, I always wanted to fuck you. You knew me then, he said yes, I used to just observe as he would get you in the sling and the guys would fuck you. He always wanted them to fuck you with condoms, what the hell was that about? Well it was his party and I was his boy. I always asked for BB and he would always say his boys don’t get barebacked. He found someone younger and left me. I could see the bulge growing in his work pants. I needed a taste. I then asked him, so you were the guy in the vest and chaps in the corner? He said yes. With that, I walked over, turned on the lights, illuminated the sling and all the toys, I reached into a drawer, pulled out a collar, walked to him, dropped to my knees and looked up at him and asked, would you like to own me sir? I would boy he replied, I only fuck bareback boy, I unzipped his pants and looked up and said, yes sir and took his cock down my throat. His cock engorged my throat; it was fat as a beer can and about 9 inches long. I fucked my throat moaning what a good boy I was. Then told me to get off his cock. I did as I was told and then he ordered me to strip him, which I did. Then told me to strip, which I did. Then he collared me. If I fuck you today, you’re mine forever. I looked up and said, yes sir. He then walked over and got out the electric trimmer and shaved my head. Once he was done, he leaned in and said, I like my boys bald, understood, yes sir I replied. He kissed me and told me he wanted me for the longest time but thought I was gone. He then ordered me to get in the sling. He locked me in. then shaved my ass. He looked at me and asked, what do you want boy; I want you to own me sir. What else do you want? I want you to mark me as yours. What else? I want to give my body and soul to you, mouth and ass, be your dump, urinal and anything else you want. A big evil smile came across his face and he said good boy, I want you too. You will be mine and do as I say. I will love you and take good care of you but you will be my boy and do as your told as well. This is your last chance, no going back after we fuck today, is this what you want? I replied yes sir. He opened the cabinet and pulled out the lube, started to lube his cock and his fingers, slowly fingering my hole. His rough fingers scratching this inside of my ass. I was loving it. He looked at me, asked, this is the last time, no way out, you ready? I replied yes sir please fuck me sir. With this I felt the head of his cock pushing into my hole. Moaning in pain, he leaned in and kissed me and rammed deep all nine inches. Take it like a man he kept repeating. Once he started a rhythm, he kept repeating your mine boy; I’m your maker. Be my maker sir. When I said that I could feel him expand in me. He then said, I’m gonna flood you with cum, you ready? You ready for my aids infested babies? I replied, yes yes, oh wait, what!? He just kept fucking me harder and kissed me. I could do nothing, he felt great pounding my ass, I submitted my all to him, please fuck me sir I said, he pushed all the way in me and screamed out, pumping me full of his cum. He fucked me more and pumped another load in me. Both of us were covered in sweat. He slowly pulled out and I felt a blast of cool basement air flood up my hole. I have to finish my appointments, and then I will be back to fuck you again later baby boy. Btw, I might bring a bud or two tonight, but I want to know I knocked you up, so until you test positive you cant take any other loads. So if they fuck you, it will be with a condom, but we will keep it for your coming out party…. He left me locked in the sling. When will you be back I yelled out, at 7 my son he replied…. So here I wait, tied up and wanting him more.

Been a while since I last posted. A few weeks ago a young married Indian chap contacted me on squirt for a hook up. We chat for a bit and I end up going to his flat a couple of suburbs away. Meets me in the underground car park because he doesn't want me seen with him going through the front entrance. He's this weedy hot nerd. We get to his flat and both strip and it turns out he's all cock n ribs. Nice meaty uncut brown meat. He's in a jock he has to hide from his wife. We'd agreed he'd fuck me so I lie face down on his bed, arse up. He starts rimming and toungueing my hole, only coming up for air to tell me that straight and bi guys eat arse so well because they're used to pussy - whatever - I just want him back down there with his tongue. He rims my douched hole for about 15 minutes until I can't bear not to have his dick inside me. I get him to lie on his back. The condom and lube are on the bed but I ask him if he wants raw - he says yes. I get him to lube his dick then I sit down on him and ride him while my cocks in his mouth. Then we change to doggie and he rides my hole until I can hear his breathing change and I know he's going to breed me. I don't feel it but he pushes down on me and says into my ear I'm cumming. We lay there - him on top of me - for about 10 minutes. I ask him when he can give me another load - he reckons another 20 minutes so I lay there while he takes a few work calls and gently fingers my hole. 20 minutes later and true to his word I'm in missionary with my legs on his shoulders looking at his face as he gives me load number two. I quickly get dressed and leave in case his wife comes home early. Later that day I had cum leaking out of me. It's currently school holidays so I have to wait another week or so for him to bone me again and looking forward to it.

I hope I have never said or posted anything that would lead people to believe that I am just a hole for any and all tops. I reserve the right to decide who gets to fuck me and the right to say no, even in group situations. Like you said, I get annoyed by the top who doesn't appreciate what we do to get ready. Hurry up is one of the biggest turn offs a top can say to me. I'm a quality fuck and you don't get quality in a hurry. It seems worse using apps like Grindr where hookups are assumed to be immediate. Sometimes I will go to the effort of cleaning up and then going online to see what I can get but usually I don't do it til I have something scheduled. And nothing pisses me off more than spending two hours cleaning up and getting a last minute cancellation or worse, getting stood up. Yes, I am a bottom, but not just a hole and not for just anyone. Drunks are out, too stoned are out, and if I just think you are an asshole, you are out. Tops wouldn't be tops without bottoms. And vice versa. Its just nature/

This isn't mine I've just altered it slightly to make it conform to breeding zones rules THE BUILDER - by pedro976 - This story is a work of fiction. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present area. By continuing, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading the story. - - - - 1 - - - - Barbara Hastings walked down her hallway to the foot of the staircase drew, in one almighty breath and bellowed: "Thomas Hastings! If you do not drag yourself out of that pit of a bed now then you will wish you had not been born!" She was fairly certain that her neighbour's four doors down would have heard her shouting but she could not care less. She had a flight to catch and she was running perilously late. No response. She sucked in another lung full of air ready to bellow again but suddenly her eighteen year old son appeared at the top of the staircase. He was quite tall for his age. His skill as a runner and regular attendance at the local athletics club had given him a thin toned build. He was wearing just his pyjama bottoms exposing his smooth hairless chest. His blonde hair was tussled from where he had been sleeping and he blearily rubbed his eyes. He was a strikingly good looking boy. He took after his father on that front thought Barbara Hastings as she looked up at him. Shame that shit bag of a man had left them four years ago for that slut of a personal assistant. "What is it Mum?" He mumbled "its 7am and the school holidays! Why are you shouting up..." "Tom. For crying out loud" cut in Barbara Hastings "You clearly do not listen to a word I say. I am leaving now to catch my flight to The Hague. The builder starts today on the kitchen and you need to be up and dressed by 8am to let him in. Do not leave him on the doorstep waiting because you are in bed asleep, do you hear me?" It suddenly all came flooding back to Tom. His Mum had to travel for work and was going to be gone for four days. He had persuaded her that he was mature enough not to need any form of baby sitter and in any event she had arranged for the kitchen to be refitted whilst she was away. He had used the presence of a builder to argue that he would not be alone in any event. She had eventually agreed but on the condition he let the builder in each morning at 8am and stayed at home to make sure nothing went wrong. That suited Tom down to the ground. He wanted to crash out playing computer games and watching movies and was looking forward to four days without chores or nagging because if there was one thing Barbara Hastings excelled at, it was nagging. "Yeah I hear you" he answered. His mother was about to say more, clearly unsatisfied with his dismissive tone, but he was saved by the horn of the taxi that had arrived to take her to the airport. "That is the taxi, I am off, see you in four days" With that she grabbed her suitcase and rushed out the door. The slam echoed around the house for a moment before all was quite once more. Tom took a deep breath, yawned, stretched and then went straight back to bed. - - - - 2 - - - - Whoever was banging, Tom wished they would stop. He rolled over to the other side of his double bed and pulled the pillow over his head. The banging continued. What on earth were they doing he thought. "Shit!" he suddenly muttered. It must be the builder banging the front door. He scrambled out of bed and saw that the time was just after 8am. He could imagine his mother's face if she knew that he had fallen back asleep. It was not a nice image. "Shit, shit, shit!" he cried as he charged out of his bedroom and down the stairs. He got to the front door and without thinking he threw it open. What he saw in front of him made him gasp in surprise. Stood on the door step was the man who was clearly there to refit the kitchen. Tom could tell because there was a bag of tools in his hand and a builders van parked on the drive. What made him gasp was the size of the guy. He was huge. He towered over Tom and must have been at least 6'7" if not taller. He had a shaved head, piercing blue eyes and a firm square jaw line. His head rested on a massively veined neck that lead to the widest shoulders Tom had ever seen. His huge pectoral muscles were straining to rip through the material of his red t-shirt and his biceps twitched with power. Tom couldn't help notice that his tight jeans barely held a great bulge at the front, framed by calf muscles bigger than Tom's entire torso. Tom was so shocked he couldn't speak. His mouth just hung open. The giant man in front of him raised an eyebrow and asked in a thick Eastern European accent "You have kitchen done?" "Um, kitchen, um yeah?" Tom stuttered in reply, desperately trying to catch his wits whilst being suddenly conscious of the fact that he was still just wearing pyjama bottoms and nothing else. He involuntarily folded his arms for security. "I come in?" the man asked when Tom made no effort to move. "Um yeah, sure" Tom stepped out the way and the man walked in. Tom could feel the power radiating from his body as he went past him. There was something frightening yet magnetic about him. Like when you saw one of nature's giants, a lion or a polar bear up close. Tom led the man down the hallway. "Ok then, here is the kitchen. My Mum has moved everything out so you should be good to go" offered Tom. "Mmm" the man grunted. He suddenly turned to Tom and held out a hand the size of a shovel. "I Krzysztof" he introduced himself. "Oh yeah, right" mumbled Tom, embarrassed at his lack of manners. "I am Tom" and he took the big man's hand. His grip was like a vice and Tom winced as they shook. Krzysztof grunted in acknowledgement, turned, and put his tool bag down. He looked back at Tom who was stood frozen to the spot and fixed him with his piercing blue eyes. Tom felt himself wilting under his gaze and wished that he had stopped to put a t-shirt on. He must look so puny to this guy. After a second of awkward silence Tom decided it was time to leg it. "I will be upstairs... um... yeah" he mumbled and bolted out the kitchen and back up to his bedroom as quickly as his legs would carry him. He shut his door behind him and dived under his covers. He felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment. What the hell was wrong with him he thought? He had opened the door without a t-shirt on for God's sake. That was all. Why was he so worried about it? He couldn't put his finger on the answer. There was something magnetic about Krzysztof that meant you couldn't help but marvel at his powerful physique. Tom also realised that it had something to do with the way he had been feeling lately. He was no stranger to sex. Well on the internet anyway. He had a laptop and Ipad and his mother was singularly uninterested in monitoring what he did on them. Like most boys his age he was a masturbation fanatic. He jacked off whenever he had a spare moment. The internet was awash with free porn and he trawled the sites looking for new stuff to get off to. He had never had cause to question his sexuality until a few months ago. Bored of the same old videos he had strayed into the gay section on one of the websites. He had been drawn to videos involving what were called "twinks", young guys in their teens. He had watched a video set in a locker room where two athletic guys had sucked each other off then one of them had fucked the other. Tom had to admit that it was hot and he had imagined himself fucking another guy in the locker room after athletic practice. He reasoned that if he jacked off to straight porn where the girl was fucked up the arse then there was no difference to imagining fucking a guy in the same way. He had never found himself fantasising about guys who looked like Krzysztof though. Guys like that were not twinks but real hard, strong men who could break you in two as soon as look at you. Was he embarrassed by Krzysztof because he fancied him? No that couldn't be it he told himself. It really couldn't. Downstairs he could hear the sound of Krzysztof getting started on taking out the old kitchen fittings. He couldn't help but let his mind wander back to thinking about how massive his biceps were. The old fittings stood no chance against his strength. What would it be like to touch those huge solid muscles he wondered? "Fucking hell" he muttered under his breath breaking the spell of his day dream. He was determined not to think about this anymore. Grabbing a towel he went and showered, doing everything he could not to conjure up images of the huge hunk downstairs. Having got dried off and dressed into his usual t-shirt and jeans Tom was about to head down to get a drink and something to eat from the makeshift kitchen his Mother had set up in the utility room. She had put in a mini-fridge and microwave in there so that he could survive for the days that the work was being done. He hesitated though as he reached the top of the staircase. Going to the utility room meant passing Krzysztof and he really didn't want to. From what he could hear the muscle man was well into ripping out the old kitchen. Maybe he would be too busy to notice him go by thought Tom and with that thought offering him some courage he headed down stairs. At the end of the hallway he stopped and carefully peeked around the door frame at the entrance to the kitchen. He really wished he hadn't. Ripping out the kitchen was obviously hard work because Krzysztof had taken off his t-shirt. His body was absolutely packed with pumped up muscle. Tom could see his two large pert nipples erect on top of his giant pecs. Every inch of the guy was covered in powerful gym pumped muscle. Tom also noticed the mass of tattoos running down the builder's arms. He was too scared to look for long enough to make out what the pictures were. Instead he took a deep breath and darted past to the utility room. Grabbing enough snacks to see him through the day he darted back the way he came and up to his room. He shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He was determined not to go back downstairs until Krzysztof had gone home for the day. He passed the time playing his Xbox and hitting himself in the head every time his mind began to wander back to thinking about the builder. Soon enough 6pm arrived and he heard Krzysztof shouting up from the bottom of the stairs. "I go for day now" he called. Tom slightly opened his door and shouted back. "Ok, bye" He heard the front door open and then shut. Breathing a sigh of relief he waited until he heard Krzysztof's van pull away from the drive and went downstairs. The kitchen had been totally ripped out. Tom would not have been surprised if Krzysztof had done it with his bare hands. He smacked himself in the head again. "Stop thinking about him" he muttered out loud. - - - - 3 - - - - "You slag!" shouted one woman at the other. Tom was eating his microwave dinner whilst watching the soap Eastenders. He had no idea what was going on but these two women were going hammer and tongs at each other in their local pub. It was quite good. Suddenly the house phone began to ring. He put his dinner down and paused the telly. He wanted to see the rest of this cat fight. He picked up the phone from the table in the hallway. "Hello" "Tom, it Krzysztof" Jesus thought Tom, what did he want? He had pretty much succeeded in getting all thoughts of the man out of his confused mind and now here he was on the phone. "I left bag in kitchen. Can I come now to get it?" "Um..." Tom couldn't think of a reason to say no so he agreed. "Sure. Just knock the front door. I am at home." "Ok, be there soon" Krzysztof replied. Tom put the phone down. Jesus Christ he thought. He walked back into the front room. His dinner and the catfight on Eastenders no longer had any pleasure in them and he slumped down on the sofa. What the fuck was wrong with him? He needed to get a grip. - - - - 4 - - - - Even though he was expecting it the knock at the door made Tom jump. He walked out into the hallway. It was definitely Krzysztof. There was no mistaking his massive shadow through the frosted glass panelling of the door panels. Tom took a deep breath and opened it. "Tom" smiled Krzysztof "Ok for me to get bag?" "Sure" replied Tom standing to one side. Krzysztof walked in. The evening was a bit chilly and he was wearing a zip up hoody with a white vest underneath. Tom could just make out the central line of his chest separating those huge pectoral muscles before it disappeared behind the white cotton material of the vest. Krzysztof went into the kitchen and came back with his bag. "Can I use toilet?" he asked. "Yep it is just upstairs on the left" offered Tom and tried his best not to watch Krzysztof's muscular arse and legs as he climbed the stairs. Not quite sure whether he should wait holding the front door Tom decided to shut it and instead hovered at the bottom of the stairs. After a while of not being able to hear very much he decided that perhaps he should make sure Krzysztof was ok, and thinking of what his mother would say make sure that he wasn't stealing anything. Reluctantly he went upstairs. As he reached the top he could see that the bathroom door was ajar. He hesitated but found the courage and walked up to it. He tentatively pushed it open. "Krzysztof are you ok..." He stopped mid sentence and stood shocked. Not sure what to do. Krzysztof had taken off his zip up hoody and was now just wearing his tight white vest top. He was leant over at the side of the sink snorting a line of white powder from the top of the cistern lid. He looked up at Tom. "Me ok, left my bag with my stuff and need it for weekend" He seemed completely unfazed by the fact that Tom had caught him clearly doing cocaine in his bathroom. His Mum would have been screaming the house down and dialling 999 even as Tom just stood there, too dumbfounded to speak. Krzysztof must have taken his shock for something else because he said "You try" and he held out the rolled up twenty pound note he had used to snort the line to Tom. Tom didn't know what to do. His first reaction was to tell Krzysztof to leave but he was completely out of his depth. Then he felt a sudden compulsion to agree to Krzysztof's offer. But what was he thinking? He had only ever smoked a cigarette for fucks sake and now he was considering taking a class A drug. "I have never... um..." stuttered Tom, unable to resolve the conflict in his mind. "You do little" suggested Krzysztof and again offered the note. Fuck it resolved Tom. What could happen? People did it all the time. His Mother was away for the next four days and he surely would have recovered from a single snort by then. He took a deep breath. He walked over to Krzysztof and took the note. There was a small line of the powder left and without allowing any time to talk himself out of his reckless agreement Tom lent down and snorted it. He straightened up and looked at Krzysztof who smiled at him. "You will be ok" said Krzysztof "it just little bit" and he laughed. Tom laughed as well. He wasn't instantly struck down dead and he felt the thrill of having done something incredibly mischievous. A few moments later that thrill was replaced with a feeling that Tom had never felt before. It was like the feeling you had at Christmas when you were a kid. Uncontained joy and excitement. Krzysztof laughed seeing the smile plastered on Tom's face. "It working yes?" "Yeah, I think so" replied Tom "Hey let's put on music" and with that he bounded into his bedroom to find his ipod. Putting it on shuffle he turned it up and felt the urge to dance. This was great. Krzysztof followed him into the room and sat down on the bed. Tom didn't know how long for but they chatted and chose tracks to play and Tom danced in front of Krzysztof. In his euphoric state he didn't notice the way Krzysztof looked at him. A passionate animalistic look of lust. The drug had put Tom completely at ease with this giant of a man. "You want more?" asked Krzysztof suddenly. Tom was too far gone now to give any answer other than yes. "Sure he said" and watched as Krzysztof took out a small bag of the white powder and racked it up in lines on Tom's desk. Krzysztof lent down and snorted two of the lines in quick succession. Tom took the note that he was offered. There were two lines left, much larger than the one he had done in the bathroom. He lent down and snorted one. "And other" prompted Krzysztof. Tom did as he was bid and snorted the second line as well. He felt the wave of the high hit him almost at once and he stood up and titled his head back as it washed over him. He suddenly felt the powerful presence of Krzysztof behind him and as he turned his head to see what had brought the massive builder so close to him he felt Krzysztof's arms encircle his waist and a hand go to his cock. "What... what are you doing?" he stuttered, still caught on the wave of the high. "Mmmmm little baby" was all Krzysztof offered by way of reply and he squeezed Tom's cock through the material of his jeans. It responded at once and was achingly hard within seconds. Tom was powerless in the grip of this huge stud. He was horny as hell though. The high had made him crazy to get off and he felt himself pushing back against the muscle hunk. "Yeah, baby wants me" growled Krzysztof and he let Tom go for the few seconds it took to pull of his vest, exposing his massive physique. Tom tried to turn but Krzysztof grabbed him too quickly and pulled him against him so that they were both facing once more to the front by the desk. Tom could feel Krzysztof's massive pecs pulsating and lent backwards against them as Krzysztof undid his jeans button and pulled both his jeans and boxers down to his knees. Tom was powerless as the effects of the two lines really started to kick in. His exposed teenage cock twitched in the air and his tight little bubble butt was exposed to the builder who held him tightly. Although he couldn't see behind him Tom could not mistake the sound of the zip on Krzysztof's jeans being lowered nor the touch of the man's massive cock head at the entrance to his tight butt hole. In a sudden moment of clarity he realised Krzysztof was going to fuck him. "Wait, Krzysztof, I..." he began but the hunk clamped a hand over his mouth and stopped his protests dead. "Shhh baby" he growled sexily in Tom's ear. Tom felt Krzysztof let go of him and realised he was reaching into his own jeans pocket to get something. Tom breathed deeply, trying to focus, the drug had him overwhelmed and before he could think with any clarity Krzysztof's arms encircled him again and he saw that Krzysztof was holding a small bottle of liquid. "Poppers baby" offered Krzysztof by way of explanation. Tom had no idea what that meant. Krzysztof undid the bottle top and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom caught the strong smell and guessed he had to sniff it. He inhaled deeply once and then again. Krzysztof took the bottle and Tom heard him sniff deeply himself. The effect hit him like a freight train. The wave of pleasure washed over him and there were stars in front of his eyes. His cock twitched uncontrollably. "Fuck" he moaned at the effect of the high. "I fuck" growled Krzysztof loudly who was clearly being driven wild by his own poppers rush. The huge muscular man put his hands on Tom's hips and suddenly he drove his monster cock straight into the boy's virgin hole. "ARRRRRRRRRRGH" cried Tom as the pain overcame the cocaine and even the poppers. Krzysztof bear hugged Tom against him as his pushed his cock in right up till the hilt. Tom was shaking uncontrollably in his vice like grip. Krzysztof still had the poppers in his hand and so he undid the lid and held the bottle to his boy's nose. Tom sniffed deeply, wanting anything to overcome the throbbing pain from his arse. Krzysztof lent down and sniffed at the bottle at the same time, the two of them inhaling the high.Krzysztof put the lid on the bottle and put it on the desk. He moved his hands down to Tom's hips and slowly withdrew his cock until only the tip was still inside the young virgin. Then he ploughed it back into the tight hole his huge thighs smacking against Tom's plump arse cheeks. Tom yelled out again but this time there was a cry of pleasure mixed with the exclamation of pain. He was so high all he could think was that he wanted this hunk to destroy his hole. His own cock was solid and leaking precum from the tip. "God Krzysztof" he moaned "fucking do me" The bull of a man needed no more bidding and he began to piston in and out of Tom who gripped the edge of his desk. Krzysztof's strokes were so hard and powerful that the boy was lifted from the floor. Suspended in mid air and held in place between the desk and the iron grip of his muscular builder Tom was nailed. In and in drove Krzysztof, wild on the combined high of coke and poppers. His cock was thick with veins and his bollocks heavy with spunk as he fucking nailed his little baby. "Fuck yeah" he growled "You fucking bitch" His insults, delivered in his thick accent turned Tom on even more. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt a pain and pleasure never experienced before. He could only moan and grunt like the whores he normally dreamt about fucking in the straight porn he watched. The noises from Tom drove Krzysztof on even more. Krzysztof suddenly pulled out of Tom's boy cunt, lifted him up and threw him over onto the bed. Tom lay there panting for breath. He felt down to his arse and could feel his hole gaping at the ramming he had just been given. He looked up at Krzysztof. The man stepped out of his jeans and stood there fully naked. His muscular body was glistening with the sweat of exertion, the beads running down his chest and tattooed arms. His cock was huge and pulsating. Involuntary spasms causing the shaft to quiver every few moments. "You like bitch?" he growled. Fuck thought Tom, this man was a God. His inhibitions were completely gone. "Yeah I like" he panted. "Call me Daddy" Krzysztof grunted. "I like Daddy, I like..." replied Tom feeling his cock throb. "You want Daddy to fuck you?" asked Krzysztof The reality of the massive cock tearing him open again caused Tom to hesitate. "Yes Daddy, but can I have a break..." he pleaded. "No break for little bitch" ordered Krzysztof and he reached out to the desk and picked up the bottle of poppers. He undid the lid and sniffed very deeply. Twice to each nostril. Returning the bottle to the table he stood looking down at Tom. Tom saw the poppers take hold of the stud and he saw the massive cock begin to twitch uncontrollably. Then with a grunt Krzysztof strode forward and grabbed Tom by the ankle, pulling him to him and flipping him onto his front. Two massive tree trunk arms planted down either side of Tom's head as the hunk lowered his massive body onto the boy crushing him. His huge meaty cock, aching with unleashed spunk found its hole and once more drove in deep. "FUUUUUUUUUCK" cried Tom but he was going nowhere. Krzysztof was making animal grunts and moans as he fucked the lad without mercy. If Tom had been nailed moments before this was something else. Drugs drove the massive animal on, adding to his power and stamina. For what seemed like an eternity Tom lay moaning and begging for his Daddy to fuck him as Krzysztof never let up. The only pause was when the builder flipped him onto his front so that his legs now rested on the massive shoulders and bent back down onto him exposing his hole to the air and then the builder began fucking him hard again. The sweat from Krzysztof dripped from his huge pecs and landed on Toms face and in his mouth. The drugged up boy swallowed it down, happy to taste his Daddies manly perspiration. The fucking went on, never letting up until Krzysztof changed pace and began to withdraw his cock all the way then plunge it as hard as he could into Tom. Each slow fuck was twice as powerful as the frantic pumping that had gone before and the whole bed shook as the builder's mighty tool speared Tom right into the gut. Krzysztof let out a huge grunt as he crushed his massive rock solid cock into Tom's tight hole. Tom was completely overcome by the feelings convulsing throughout his entire body. He moaned loudly each time Krzysztof drove into him, staring up into the hunks deep blue passionate eyes, begging him to fuck his hole. "Fuck me Daddy" he moaned over and over as Krzysztof did just that. Krzysztof's huge thrusts slowed momentarily as he lent back and reached for the poppers sat on the desk behind him. Picking up the bottle he undid the lid and lent in close to Tom, his massive shoulders forcing Tom's legs back behind his head so that Krzysztof's face was against his. "Sniff baby" he ordered and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom did as he was told and at the same time Krzysztof sniffed them as well. The two of them breathing in the strong odour of the drug and feeling it take hold of them. Krzysztof put the poppers to one side and lent back down to Tom. He began to passionately kiss the young boy, his tongue forcing its way deep into Tom's mouth. The muscle hunk's big full lips completely covered Tom's and completely owned him. Tom closed his eyes as his Daddy desperately and frantically snogged him. The poppers were doing their job and Tom felt their hot flush on his cheeks. At the same time he felt Krzysztof swell even bigger inside him. The stud pulled away and adjusted his position to ensure he could penetrate his young boy's cunt to maximum depth. He placed one huge hand over Tom's mouth and the other around his neck. He was going to cum inside this kid but the drugs in his system meant he was going to have to drill him without mercy. He wasn't going to let Tom even try to ask him to stop. This was about him now and no one else. He began by driving into Tom as deeply and forcefully as he could. He felt the boy buckle and shake at the violation and saw his eyes go wide with a mixture of pleasure and pain. "FUCK" Krzysztof growled. He pulled his massive meat almost completely out the tight hole and let the quivering of his cock massage the boys rim for a moment. Then he smashed it into the little cunt again, and then again and then again. He tightened his grip on Tom's mouth and throat and started to pick up pace. The ipod had run out of music to play and the only sound that filled the room was Krzysztof's massive muscular thighs banging against Tom's bubble butt, the huge roars of Krzysztof as he delivered each thrust and the muffled moans of Tom as he took the massive cock right up his tight hole. Faster and harder the muscular God went. He felt a huge load of cum building at the base of his shaft and he shouted out as he drove into Tom harder and harder, desperate to unleash his seed into his boy. He looked down at Tom who was staring wildly up at him, his eyes watering from being mercilessly ripped in two. Krzysztof gritted his teeth and the massive muscles on his arms bulged taut over thick pumped up veins. He drove Tom down into the bed causing it to creak and the headboard to bang against the wall in time with his massive thrusts. Then with one massive surge his cum was unleashed. It flowed up his massive stiff shaft and exploded out the huge round cock head coating the inside of Tom's arse with thick white spunk. Tom felt the hot mess spewing up inside him into his guts and cried muffled screams of lust and joy into the palm of Krzysztof's hand. "URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH" grunted Krzysztof as he slowed down his thrusting and let the convulsing of Tom's arse milk out every last drop of his man seed. Sweat was pouring of his pecs and forehead and he released Tom from his grip and stretched his massive body. Tom looked up with a mixture of awe and longing. "God..." was all he could manage "God..." Krzysztof collapsed on top of him and Tom put his hands around those massive shoulders. Their sweaty bodies pressing tight against each other, Krzysztof's cock still resting inside him. Krzysztof began chewing at Tom's neck and ears and the touch of the man's tongue and teeth caused Tom to moan loudly. "Baby not cum yet" whispered Krzysztof into his ear and at the same time the huge man began to rotate his hips. Tom felt the massive cock stir to life inside him as it slid around in the cum that had just been fired up his arse. "Oh God Daddy" moaned Tom and Krzysztof rolled over onto his back, being careful to keep his dick inside his boy. Tom found himself on top and took a deep breath of air. He placed his hands onto Krzysztof's massive pumped up chest to steady himself and then he began to gyrate his hips. He felt the huge man's cock move inside him and was hit with a new wave of pleasure. Krzysztof held his hips to make sure Tom stayed firmly on his dick but gave him the freedom to move his arse in the motion he wanted. Tom began to gyrate more quickly. It was nothing like the massive pounding Krzysztof had just given him, Tom was being much more careful and slow but the wave of joy rolled over him as he felt Krzysztof's cock brush his prostate. He noticed that the bottle of poppers was still lying on the bed and he picked it up and took a couple more deep sniffs, he held it to Krzysztof who did the same. Tom then began to bounce up and down on the shaft and Krzysztof slowly rotated his hips so that his cock slid back into Tom at a slightly different angle each time, causing new throbs of pleasure and making the boy moan and groan. Tom took hold of his teenage dick and began to slowly stroke his own spunk out. He used the sweat from Krzysztof's body as lube and built up a steady rhythm. "Baby cum for Daddy" growled Krzysztof and Tom began to bounce harder as Krzysztof pushed his hips upwards to help the little boy take every inch of his massive cock. The look of lust on the studs face sent Tom over the edge. "FUUUUUCK" he cried as hot creamy boy spunk sprayed out of his nob head and onto Krzysztof's pecs. "AHHH AHHHH AHHHH" moaned Tom as every last drop dripped out of him. "Fucking good yeah?" asked Krzysztof as Tom looked down at the huge load running over the hunks pecs and nipples. "Fuck yeah Krzysztof" he panted. "Daddy" corrected Krzysztof frowning. "Fuck yeah Daddy" repeated Tom. Quick as a flash Krzysztof rolled over so that Tom was once more underneath him. "Daddy hard again baby" he growled and suddenly and violently he rammed his still stiff cock deep into Tom. "FUUUCK" exploded Tom who was aware of the tenderness in his arse now he had cummed. Krzysztof withdrew and ploughed into him again. "We have all night baby" he promised and he pulled Tom tight against the sticky mess covering his massive chest muscles. He began his relentless pounding rhythm again the bed began to shake again. "Fuck Daddy" was the muffled cry that came from the boy completely encased in the builders huge arms. It was going to be a long night.

Last night I received a message on grindr. I was so horny when the guy told me he was poz, had a high viral load and wasn't taking meds. We arranged to meet at a parking space. He was really ugly and looking sick, but I didn't mind as I take every cock I can find. Anyhow, he fucked me and shot his load in my ass. Afterwards I left, and was headed back to my house when he texted me, saying he had AIDS and carrying a highly resistant virus. I was horny again

Blayn and I have been very close friends for about 3 years now. He knows I'm bi and hes always been ok with it. We've even talked about tag teaming a girl someday. Most of our time together consists of drinking heavily and cruising country roads. He's been passed out around me a few times and even in my drunken state I never once considered taking advantage of the situation, that is, until we found ourselves in a 3 way with Tina. Blayn is the type of man that always gets what he wants, especially from women. He stands at about 5' 8", with a thin frame but unlike a twink boy with the same height and weight, Blayn has a natural muscle tone that reminds you that he's a man.Blue eyes that often change from light to dark blue and sometimes green. His captivating eyes paired with his bright smile is enough to make any woman fall to her knees but it's his 8 in cock that turns every woman he's ever fucked into his property, patiently waiting for his next call so she can experience his expert use of his fuck tool. I caught a glimpse of his flaccid cock while he was pissing once. I knew right then and there that he must be pretty hung because I saw a nice fat softie that had to hang at least 5 in totally flaccid. After some probing he told me some past encounters. One ex said she could feel him in her stomach. His favorite thing to do is to position his slut on her back with her legs on his shoulders and pound her cunt, she usually has to keep a hand on his hips because his cock starts to bottom out. I loved hearing his stories. I'm a decent 6.5-7 with 6 in girth. After showing him a pic of my dick on a pretty crazy night, he commented that he definitely has at least 1.5 in on me in length but he's not nearly as thick. I was still so turned on at the thought of his Big White Cock and all the pussy he's ruined for other men who could never reach the depths he has so effortlessly. I'm a pretty goodlooking guy. 6' with an athletic build, broad shoulders, nice round ass and thick strong legs. I don't have to search long to find someone to top my hairy ass or suck my thick cock, but Blayn had his hold on me and he didn't even know it. I was just waiting for my opportunity and then at long last I had it and it came in the form of a funny looking glass pipe and a small bag of crystal shards. We had been experimenting with coke and loved it, so when a friend of ours handed us this small sack and pipe we thought "why the hell not?" It took us a while to get any good hits but we definitely felt the change after we exhaled our first full cloud. "Holy fuck!" exclaimed Blayn, " This is better than coke! My body feels kinda tingly and warm. I just feel fuckin great!" My eyes widen as I blow a thick white cloud, suddenly I know exactly what he meant only I definitely felt hornier than I have ever been. Soon it became clear he must have had a similar spike in arousal because shortly after our first good hits he was inviting me to look at old pics of his exes and ,to my great surprise and happiness, a few videos of his ex wife riding his beautiful, long fuck stick. Seeing it right in front of me made me realize 2 things. 1: he may not be as thick as me but he was definitely stretching out this woman's pussy and 2: I wanted him to see how much better my hole would feel wrapped around that monster. So I start testing the waters, I've known straight guys who "party" and fuck guys so it was just a matter of triggering his horniness. I started by poking and prodding his crotch, "Ok is that ball or cock?" I asked. "That's my dick head" "No way!" i replied genuinely incredulous, "that feels really big, I guess you're a grow-er and a show-er" I said still lightly scratching his cock head, which to my delight, had started to expand beneath his jeans. "You're gonna have to stop that, Alex. It's startin' to feel good" he said before taking another hit of the pipe. Normally I wouldn't dare risk our friendship for a chance to be the hole Blayn uses to unload his cum into (why am I thinking like this? Why do i suddenly need to be this straight man's living fleshlight?) But it all felt so right. Miles from town, nothing but mesquite trees and cactus surrounding us as we sat in his truck, dimly lit but a full moon. I caught my reflection in his rear view mirror. My pupils had dilated to the size of quarters, his were the same, He felt his blood rushing to his cock and looked at me, both of our chests were heaving. He bared his teeth as if to intimidate me, "what the fuck are you waiting for, faggot?" he growled. My smile was short lived as I dove face first to his swelling rod. I got his pants down and there it was, standing straight up, no curve just a straight, white cut cock leaking precum like a faucet. I took it all the way to his big hairy balls on the first go. I wanted to show him what hes been missing all these years.He's moaning and thrusting his hips making his cock go even deeper. I have never taken a cock so deep in my pussy throat. I brought my lips to the bottom of his shaft and stayed there while I repeatedly swallowed, which resulted in my throat massaging his fat mushroom head. He knew he was close so he pulled me off and held my face in front of his and launched a wad of spit right on my lips which I hungrily licked and swallowed, thanking him before he ordered me out of the truck. "Strip" he commanded. I quickly complied. "get on your hands and knees right here in the dirt, faggot". I never heard him sound so angry and turned on. I hit the ground so fast I thought I had injured myself. "fuck yeah, let me see that hairy pussy hole", he sounded so mean and I loved it. He was going to use me. Use me all up for his pleasure and I wanted to be his good fuck hole. My body was aching for his big cock, my back arched involuntarily in an effort to give my straight god better access. I heard him spit and was immediately filled with his hard cock. the pain was blinding but paled in comparison to the relief I felt from finally getting stretched wide open by this straight, hung man. He owned me from then on and he knew it. He started thrusting deep, bottoming out in my hole. The mild discomfort of having his cock probe me deeper than any man ever has wasn't enough to dare attempt to slow his fucking or to make his thrusts more shallow. No, I was gonna take him however he wanted to me to have him. My yelps of pain and pleasure echoed across the empty fields surrounding us. I absorbed it all. the gritty earth beneath my knees, his sweat dripping from his tight abs to my arched back, his flared dick head leaving and then re-entering my hungry hole, his big low hanging bull balls slapping against mine. I was in heaven. I had lost track of time when I felt him grab my shoulders and fuck me even deeper than before. My screams of pain dissipated into the cool night air. After several of his deep thrusts he erupted, depositing his straight seed in a part of me that no man has ever felt. "FUCK! Goddamn Alex that was the best fucking orgasm of my life!" he pulled his softening cock from deep within my body. I shudder and realize that I'd kill to feel that pain again. "Too bad it's over" I say, still catching my breath. "What do you mean?" he gave me a devilish smirk, "I have some plans for us".

This whole forum has the mindset that bottoms are only there to please and serve a top anytime, anywhere, anyway and that's great for some people but after lurking (and since this would be one of the only places I would be able to vent haha) I figured why not make a thread venting stuff that annoys us bottoms about tops. And if you are one of those that thinks a bottom should never say no or disagree to anything a top says (at least your online persona thinks that) then thats great! But please don't post that in here, you have the whole rest of the forum to do that! Lol Also this is not speaking about all tops obviously, just share your experiences. So just as of recently some things that have irked me about tops is they don't appreciate we take the time to get "ready" for them, have had more than a few tops get angry and not want to hook up because my cleaning process was not going fast enough for them. If I could make it go any faster I would lol, but sorry for trying to save us both some awkardness by making sure I am cleaned out 110%. Another one is the sense of power they think they have. I love a dominant man but don't try to demand I change my whole days schedule or plans I've had already set just so I can get fucked by you. I have a life outside of sex and only enjoy the dominance during sex. Hopefully some others will agree and share some more haha

Thanks for including my stories in a few of these lists! I'm inspired to keep writing when people post comments and feedback. Stay sexy, and filthy, guys. And, thanks again!

Thank you for the explanation. I admit that I was curious about the downtime, but it's completely understandable in light of what you have shared. Again, thank you!

Maybe it's the guys I talk to, but I don't very often run into the demanding, impatient tops other guys here seem to. I'm not usually ready at a moment's notice to drop what I'm doing, dash out of work, ditch my friends and open my legs and most guys get that. For a hookup, I usually prefer to plan, at least a little ahead of time, so I can be be freshly showered and properly cleaned out. And for those times when I want to be just a hole (like at a hotel sex party or a bathhouse), I have prepared in advance and am ready. On the occasion I do talk to a Right Now top, if he's not willing to wait just a little bit for me to get ready and get there, I feel it's more his loss than mine. Even when I give up my ass and control over what happens during sex, I'm still the man's equal. We are just giving each other what we both want. And that's worth preparing (and waiting) for.

Part 4 Later that night back at his apartment, laying alone in bed, Luke thought about Steve as he stroked himself, pleasuring his dick, abdomen, and speculating about getting a tattoo that matched Steve's unseen tattoo, taking pleasure in the thought that Steve’s most recent load still lingered in his ass. He stroked his cock harder and faster, pushing first one, then two, an finally three fingers into his stretched hole. In his mind flickered images from the shower – his face pressed against the cold marble wall, looking down to see Steve’s massive, tan legs outside of his as Steve pivoted and piston-fucked him from behind. Images from the night before, when he went to pull up his briefs and jeans and saw Steve's cum running down his inner thigh from his hole. Images of Steve’s dark pubic hair brushing against his face while he deep throated Steve’s massive tool earlier that afternoon. And then he thought of the cum again, that he’d let that glorious god of a man fuck him raw and blow his loads up in Luke’s gut. Finger banging himself, he knew his hole was still slick with Steve’s DNA from a few hours earlier. It was hardly surprising with all of this running through his mind, Luke blew a big milky load onto his stomach. ********************************************************************* The next morning while out jogging with his friend, Luke regretted sharing a little too much detail about his encounter with Steve when his buddy asked “You let him fuck you without a condom?!” “Relax. There is no way he has anything,” Luke replied, although as the words came out, he realized he wasn’t so sure. “That’s so fucking stupid in this day and age. You should go to the clinic and check into that morning after pill just in case. And you should definitely at least be on PrEP if you’re gonna make this a habit.” “I know, I know. Just chill and keep this between us. I’m sure I’ll be fine.” Luke then changed the subject and moved on. *********************************************************************** Luke texted Steve that afternoon. “I’m horny. Can I come over?” Steve responded “Sure. But my friend Billy’s coming over soon too. You up for 2 cocks, slut?” This was more uncharted territory for Luke, and yet replied “Maybe…. Be there in 30.” ************************************************************************ Billy wasn’t there yet, so instead of the usual get-right-down-to-business nature of their prior encounters, Luke had an opportunity to talk, and he commented “So listen, I’ve never really let anyone fuck me raw before without knowing more about them." “And?” Steve responded. “It’s just that this weekend has been mind blowing and amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever felt such... lust? desire? intrigue? for anyone like I feel for you.” Steve grinned broadly, pulled Luke close, and slid his tongue down Luke’s throat as he also ground his crotch into Luke, his hands, meanwhile, trailing down to fondle Luke’s ass. Still Luke managed to finish his thought saying “I guess, I don’t know how to say this. A friend of mine told me I’m being stupid and careless fucking you without protection or anything.” “What’s careless about what we’re doing?” “I don’t know… Do you have an STD or anything?” Luke got to the point. “Does it matter to you now?” “I, uhh” and Luke realized while perhaps it should matter, it didn’t. “I don’t know, really.” “I’ve fucked you twice now. Raw. Implanted my seed in you twice. You’ve swallowed my cum and piss, and your ass is lined with my DNA. If you want to be mine, you have to be mine fully.” Luke felt a warm rush over his body. The unknown was becoming known. He was nervous and turned on. What was Steve saying? “Touch my poz cock again, Luke” Steve said. Steve's command hit Luke hard, yet he instantly complied, maneuvering his hands down Steve's jeans, his head rushed with sexual energy and understanding. He now knew Steve was poz. HIV Positive. And he’d fucked Luke twice now. Luke had taken poz loads from a poz guy. Luke also was very much aware his own dick was hardening quickly. He felt it sticking to his briefs with a layer of precum. “Get on your knees and put my poz dick in your mouth. Accept your fate. Get me hard so that I can fuck you again. You’re my slut. Worship what’s flowing in me – and you – now.” Luke sank to his knees and undid the buttons on Steve's jeans. Steve's massive, semi-hard cock was free. Luke opened his mouth wide and guided the monster deep down his throat.

Keep date and fucked few more guys. I found out amyl. I saw the guys under me totally changed to another person after they inhale it. So one day, when Eric called me, I bought one on my way. Eric and me had a few times fun already but mainly lightly fun. Eric is a skinny short guy, 10 years older than me. I really enjoy sucked by him. It's like in heaven. He always want to fuck me. But I always refuse even he use condom. When I show him amyl, he was bit surprise but happy. I push him to suck my dick. Touched the little brown bottle, open it and try to smell. "Just inhale, as more as you can and hold your breath for a while." Eric said. My head start spinding straight away. " oh, my...." I start feeling hot and try to take everything off. Eric stopped and looked at me. " how you feel?" I looked at his face, not very clear. " hot but empty" Eric open the bottle ask me do one more. I feel the whole place is moving and I feel I want Eric hug me and on top of me. But I can't say it clearly just keep drag him. He smiled at me and made a phone call. I just remember I lying there with my hard dick, he keep sucking my dick and start rim my ass. It just feel so good. Then I heard someone knock the door. "Just my mate" Eric said. "Nice asian chap" I looked up, 3 or 4 maybe topless guy. one guy passed a little bag to Eric. Quickly Eric light fire and ask me suck it in. I did and one of the guys cover my mouth for a while. I coughed and try to push away. Then again I sucked in very thick smoke. Suddenly everything changed. I feel so horny and all the guys naked around me start touching me.

This is the best night EVER! Alex thought as the soreness of his throat and ass almost caused him to blow his piggy load across the dirty concrete of Blayn's garage, but Alex wanted Blayn to see that he so desperately wanted to be treated like a living fuck toy. Master could grant him pleasure if he felt like it but unless that happened, Alex wanted to show his straight master that the only pleasure that mattered was that of the true man, the pussy fucking alpha male. Cock is king and Big White Cock is God. Alex could see the wheels turning in Master's head. What is going through that twisted mind, sir? Alex was suddenly reminded of a very important topic he wanted to discuss with Master; He leapt up and ran to Master. The effects of the crystal coursing through his brain and the lack of oxygen he so graciously enjoyed was made painfully obvious as Alex lost balance and only narrowly missed a nasty fall when Blayn reached out and caught him. Clenching Masters hard body, I could feel the warmth of my friend. My friend who loves me. My friend who could only use my body so selfishly because deep down he knew that I have never been happier. Our hearts were pounding as we found ourselves locked in each other gaze once again. Masters cock slowly rose between my legs. Just feeling the raw power of this amazing rod that gave pleasure, pain and countless bare loads to any slut lucky enough to catch my Master's interest made me weak. I pressed myself closer to him, unable to stop myself from needing his tender touch if just for a moment. I kiss his sweaty, salty neck and he moans, my heart is overjoyed! I kiss his chest, licking and sucking as if to clean all the sweat from his body. I gasp as he thrusts his hard cock between my slick thighs. His hands grip my shoulders hard as he pumps his cock. I look down and notice that if i pull my cock and balls up against my stomach it almost looks like Master is fucking me in my pussy. My mouth meets his and his tongue immediately invades my mouth, licking every corner he could reach when he suddenly stops and gives me a soft slap on my cheek, "We're going to my friends and I have a feeling I'm gonna wanna save this load" said Master with smile. I'm shaking from the passion of the moment when suddenly i remembered the whole reason I ran across the room. "Sir, Blayn.." I started, nervous about using his first name but his expression told me that, like me, it was nice to be reminded that even though Tina is driving the car, we made the decision to climb in and shut the door. those people were still fully aware of all that has happened and have no plans on stopping soon. "On the way up here I was doing some research on my phone on using Tina for sex. I always saw it on grindr, craigslist and whatever but I never knew It was so powerful and there's so many ways for us to use it to make our night even hotter, dirtier, piggier." Alex felt joy as his Master raised his brows in obvious interest. "Good job, always striving to give me the most pleasurable experience you can. I might have to really reward you before this is all over. Lets get dressed. Tell me about what you learned." "Well there's slamming, which is injecting it, but I doubt we could find needles right now, and hot rails, and booty bumps..." I continued listing various methods of administering our fuck drug into our bodies on the way to this friends house. After my excitement from sharing the information and stories I discovered on my phone wore off I realized that Master might not be in his right mind, he might be driving us to a very straight friend who would love to commit some hate crimes against a piggy cock servant, but to Master's tweaking, horny mind, he had dropped hints that this would be ok. Why am I so paranoid every time My straight God drives me to a new location? We park at a small house that has definitely seen better days. Master senses my fear as we approach the door. before he knocks he pulls me close to him, I found myself intentionally inhaling large whiffs of his breath. the smell of cigarettes and beer has never been so intoxicating. His hand slowly moves from my lower back, past the waistband of the thin athletic shorts he told me to wear, and right to my wet, hungry hole. He roughly shoves his finger in making me gasp. "You will obey every order I give you once we pass through this door. You will trust that I know best. You are no longer my friend "Alex", you are the wet hole I keep around to worship my straight cock. Understand?" He said through clenched teeth. I knew the next hour or so was going to push my limits. my confidence began to waiver but then I felt something. A burning in my hole that seemed to radiate from Masters long thick finger that probed me. This sneaky fucker slipped me a booty bump! I thought with increasing excitement. Suddenly I felt warm and my legs were almost rubbery. I inhaled one final whiff of masters breath before letting out a soft whimper followed by, "I live to serve and worship your god-like cock. I am a servant to the big dicks of real mean who fuck pussy". "Good" he replied very pleased. He knocked three times and almost immediately the door swung open to reveal a tall muscular man with a very impressive beard that almost seemed out of place when paired with the rest of his tan, smooth body, The only hair Alex saw was sprouting from the waist band of the loosely fitting pajama bottoms that were riding incredibly low on this Adonis' hips. The front of his pants had the slit that most PJ bottoms had only it seemed to be missing a button. Alex wondered if he was going commando. Alex admired the flawless complexion, devoid of marks, moles and scars. The perfection of this blank canvas was in stark contrast to the full sleeve of tattoos he sported on his massive left arm. "Blayn whats up!" "Nothin much, Kade. Just thought I'd finally make good on a deal we made a while back". Kade's green eyes drifted upward in thought, after a moment he gave up and invited us inside aware of my inability to keep my eyes off his bulging muscles which seemed to make him uncomfortable. I couldn't care. My hole ached to be filled, no, abused. We had all sat down in the living room when Blayn finally explained to Kade what deal he had referred to at the door. "At you're birthday party two months ago you had a chick who would only fuck you if you could find her another guy to join you." Still drawing a blank, Kade motioned for Blayn to continue. "Well you asked me but I was too focused on getting that hot blonde bitch to ride my cock, so i told you that if you dont fuck her because of me that I'll pay you back by finding you another slut that'll take both of our cocks just like that slut at your party". Kade started to remember and smiled big but it slowly faded as he realized the only person Blayn brought with him was a broad chested latino guy that was transfixed on Kade's arms. You mean this guy dont you? said Kade almost embarrassed by his question. " No man, I'm talkin about Tina." Blayn pulled out the bag of crystals and the pipe. "I'm telling you bro, you'll forget that hes a guy, and if not, his throat will make you not give a fuck". Kade had smoked Tina before but he never felt like he wanted to fuck a guy, so he told Blayn that he'll take a few hits and see how he feels. As Kade reached across the coffee table to grab the pipe, Alex noticed Kades soft uncut cock had slipped from behind the flaps of the PJ bottoms and now hung heavy and low along with a ball sac that looked like it contained tennis balls between his thighs. Blayn also noticed and signaled for Alex to start working on his Masters cock. Alex hastily swallowed the rapidly stiffening cock, stroking and licking until it stood proud at its full 8". Kade was watching Alex work on Blayns cock as he started blowing thick clouds that filled the small hot room. He was unaware of the fact that his cock was hanging free. He was more interested in Alex's skills as a cocksucker because so far he looks like any other bitch that tries to get away with only sucking on the cock head while she strokes the rest praying for a quick cumshot. Typical, fag pretends to be addicted to big cock but wont even deep.. Kades thought was interrupted when Alex made Blayn's hard cock fully disappear into his throat. He repeated the feat a few more times before keeping his lips at the base of his Master's pulsing shaft, his throat slowly massaging the fat mushroom tucked snugly against his adam's apple. Blayn's moans of ecstacy made Kade a bit jealous. He took another hit and felt it, the black wave of lust and and desire that destroyed inhibitions and turned straight men into bottom whores. Kade's pitch black eyes were focused on Alex and his pussy throat. Kade slowly stroked his dripping, uncut white monster Blayn snapped his fingers and Alex flew to Kades massive member like a good cock slut. It was bigger than Blayn in length and girth but luckily it had a slight downward curve making it easier to swallow balls deep. Alex knew Kade was fully hard and it was time to show him how hung straight men deserve to have their cocks sucked. after three quick bobs of his head to lube Kades hammer, Alex pulled himself down hard using Kade's hips for leverage. Kade's brain had exploded in pleasure. He looked down to make sure the cock sucker was really taking him all the way in and was shocked to see Alex's lips resting in his musky pubic patch. His surprise and pleasure were intensified when we felt the unmistakable sensation of a wet tongue on his sac. Holy fuck! hes got my cock so deep I can feel his heart beating AND hes licking my balls. Looks like Blayn found him the jackpot of cock whores. Blayn enjoyed watching his boy please this greek god but he was ready to leave another load deep in his boys warm cunt. He crept up behind Alex and in one swift motion, rammed his cock all the way into the dripping wet hole making Alex scream around the the massive hetero dick that now occupied his airways. The sudden intense vibration caused Kade to convulse. The sensation through Kade over board and he roughly started fucking Alex's face like it was a hand me down fleshlight. Alex was in heaven, he maintained eye contact with Kade while he forced him to gag and choke on his uncut pussy destroyer. Blayn coated his finger with crystal and replaced his cock with his finger. Alex moaned and the deep burn loosened his hole up and raised the sensitivity of his throbbing prostate and anal lining by 500% . He was squirming now, ready to take anything in his hungry cunt. Blayn knew it was time. " Get on Kade's cock, push it all the way in in one thrust" ordered Blayn. Kade loved this; His massive meat was too much for even a twice used pussy to take without some easing in and out but this slut wants, no, NEEDS his hole to be roughly abused by a straight mans cock that has spent too long taking it easy on a pussy even when you just wanna see a girl walk out of your bed in tears. Alex lined the massive flared out cock head with his throbbing cunt. He lowered himself slowly but was met with the hard thrust of Kades hips and a rough shove downward by Blayn. Alex was bombarded by sensation. The pain and pleasure of having his already loosened hole stretched out so wide and so unexpectedly, the sharp pain of bottoming out on a rock hard cock with the full force of his body weight and the realization that his hole had just had a taste of what it's been craving since his first booty bump. Alex let out a cry of pain and immediately began impaling himself on his straight God's raw cock. His insides were never going to be the same. Alex slammed his wet cunt down with full force over and over again knowing that by this point he had literally been ripped a new one. Alex raised up to the tip of Kades 9" cock and slammed down only this time he unknowingly forced his beat up sore cunt around Blayns cock as well. Alex froze from the pain, unable to move, he took short breaths but Blayn was ready to fuck, so he roughly slid his cock back and forth across the underside of his friends impressive cock and the top wall of Alex's Cunt. Kade also started making small strokes. Alex's hole had finally stretched enough to accomodate both of the mens thick fucksticks. The pleasure and pain was connected. The prostate stimulation, anal stretching and the fact that Alex loved being such a loose whore for these two massively hung straight men caused multiple uncontrollable orgasms over the next 15 mins. Blayn and Kade enjoyed the fireworks and new it was their turn to erupt. Blayn reached out and pinched Kades nipples instantly causing him to unload a massive dose of baby gravy into Alex's cunt. Kade let his dick slip out of the slut upset by the glob of cum that managed to escape the fags hole. Blayn loved the wet feeling Kades Jizz left in this boy's pussy. Alex moaned louder than ever, craving his master's seed. "Breed me sir, Breed me like bitch. Fill my faggot ass with your precious seed!" Hearing his boy beg for his load was just what Blayn needed to shoot stream after stream of his breeder cum into the stretched out cavern that Blayn and Kade created with their cocks. Alex was still riding the wave of pleasure from being DP'd until he found himself back in Blayn's truck. "That was some reward,Blayn!.. I mean.. Master". Blayne back out of the driveway, put the truck in gear and with a chuckle said, "What makes you think that was the reward I had planned?"

Is Totally Neg better or different than just Negative?

There was no question I was a slut when I really lost my virginity. But until that night I always got fucked with a condom, no if, ands, or buts about it. I was dancing at a club with friends when I noticed this guy staring at me. He was tall, lean, and blonde. We couldn’t stop staring at each other, and before I knew it he had pulled me from the guy I had been dancing with and we were grinding on each other to the music. Needless to say we ended up back at my place. As soon as he closed the front door we ripped each other’s clothes off, grabbing and sucking as much skin as we could. Ending up on my bed I went crazy when he started fingering my hole. In anticipation I reached into my drawer to grab lube and a condom. “I just need the lube,” he said. That freaked me out. “I only get fucked with a condom,” I said pushing him off. “No glove, no love.” We were both rock hard, so I wasn’t surprised when he took the condom and put it on. He slowly pushed into me, filling me up with what I loved most in the world. Cock. We kissed as he thrust into me, going faster with each pump. Before I realized what was happening he pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach, and rammed back into me. The only thing I loved more than cock was being dominated, so at this point I was in heaven. He kept pulling all the way out and shoving his big dick back in, until suddenly the fuck was just better. I started moaning louder than I ever had before, feeling more sensation than I swore I usually did. Something in me changed then. I became more aggressive, thrusting back, needing to feel his dick rubbing against my hole. We must’ve cum together because we both started howling at the same time. For some reason the inside of my ass felt hot. It was such a turn on! “Thanks for the fuck. Gotta go,” he said pulling out. Before I knew it he was gathering clothes and bolting out my room. I tried following him to the door, wanting to ask if we could hook up again. How could I not after the best fuck of my life? But I got to the living room in time to see the front door slam shut. Sad I’d never get to feel that dick in me again I rubbed my sore ass trying to soothe it. That’s when I felt something wet against my crack. I dug in, trying to figure out what it was when it dawned on me. Taking a look at my finger my biggest fear was confirmed. The jerk had cum in my ass! To say I was pissed off would be an understatement. I noticed the used condom on the floor, and it was empty. I looked at my finger slick with cum when an odd thought came to me. I wanted to lick it. So I did, and I couldn’t believe how good it tasted. I dug my finger into my ass again, feeling just how squishy it really was. Pulling it out I knew I was being dumb, but for some reason I couldn’t help myself. I needed to taste my stealther’s cum leaking out of my ass! After a minute of dipping and licking, I realized exactly what I was doing. Horrified I ran to the shower and scrubbed myself all over, taking extra care to clean my ass. The next day I started taking PrEP to try to mitigate the risk of getting HIV. For a week I was a mess until I got tested, racked with guilt and terror. Terror that I had savored eating cum from a stranger out of my ass and terror that I had been infected with an STD. My tests came back clean, but I knew it would be months until I really knew if I was still NEG. I stayed celibate for a few weeks trying to be extra cautious. But with how much I loved sex I couldn’t resisted a good fucking for too long, so I was extra careful to make sure all my partners were clean and played safe. Unfortunately something was lacking. The first few times I just couldn’t cum. The friction I had always enjoyed while my ass was getting plowed just wasn’t enough anymore. By my fifth hook up I tried something I had been reluctant to do but was sure would work. I imagined myself getting bred, and sure enough I came buckets. After that encounter I was freaked again because I admitted something to myself I hadn’t wanted to. Being fucked raw was soooo much better than being fucked with a condom. It was no contest. But it was also dangerous. I went online looking up the dangers of fucking without condoms to remind myself why I had to forget about the best fuck of my life. That led to me finding the site that would change my worldview forever. Breeding Zone. At first I couldn’t believe what I was reading. People got off on chasing HIV? How could people actually want to be POZ? And stealthing. That was just fucked up. I knew from experience people did that and I was pissed people found it hot. I wasn’t amused when I noticed my own dick was hard reading stories about it. Before long I was obsessed. This whole time I kept hooking up, still vigilant about condoms. But every time I read posts or stories from Breeding Zone, the more frustrated I became. I did not want to use condoms anymore. They sucked. All they did was keep me from feeling the euphoria I had felt when I was stealthed. One day I just couldn’t take it anymore. So I did something I thought I’d never do. I made a profile on a site all about bareback hook-ups, BBRT. I was nervous making my profile. Taking a picture of my exposed ass was awkward, but also the most erotic thing I had ever done. My profile said: New to bareback. Trying to see if I really want it. It wasn’t long before I got responses. Some of the guys were really hot! Unfortunately they were also POZ. I still wasn’t ready to risk getting HIV, so I only responded to guys who were NEG. That first time was like an awakening. I went over to his place, still not sure about what I was doing. I brought condoms over, both out of habit but also hoping that maybe I could talk him into using one. When I got there I couldn’t believe how ripped he was. As soon as we were naked I was worshipping every inch of him, paying extra attention to his dripping dick. I started having doubts about the encounter when he put me against a counter so my ass was facing him. Then he rimmed me, dipping a finger in from time to time opening my hole up, making me forget the hesitation that had been building. But when he pressed his dick to my pulsing hole the need to tell him to stop, put on a condom, came over me. Then he pushed in, and I was officially a bareback bitch. He fucked me hard, making me moan louder than I had since the night I was introduced to the joys of getting bred. “Yea! Come on, harder!” I shouted. “Bred my ass!” “Yea bitch! I’m gonna fill your fucking cunt full of jizz! You want that? Don’t you faggot?” No one had ever spoken to me like that during sex, and to my surprise I loved it. “Hell yea! Cum in my ass!” I couldn’t believe I was begging for his load. Only months before I had been all about safe sex, and here I was screaming for him to breed me. I swore to myself I would never ask for a condom again. I was now a condom free zone, and I couldn’t have been happier. He filled me three times that night, and the next night I was getting loaded by another guy. I changed my profile to make what I wanted clear: My hole is meant to be loaded! Fill me with cum. NEG only. After a few weeks I realized something. I had become twice the slut I was before. While I had been fucked two, maybe three times a week before, I was now getting bred at least four or five nights a week. It wasn’t long before I’d hook up with several guys a night. One thing I was still careful about though was making sure the guys I hooked up with were NEG. Of course with how many hot POZ guys there were on BBRT, the temptation to break my rule was ever present. One night a guy messaged me who had the most beautiful body and dick I had ever seen. I knew I needed to have him fuck me, but before I could tell him to come over I noticed something. He was POZ. True, he was undetectable, but he was still POZ. I started messaging him back, telling him we wouldn’t be able to meet, when I remembered something I had read on Breeding Zone. Guys who were undetectable weren’t nearly as contagious as guys with high viral loads. The truth was guys who claimed to be NEG could be riskier cause if they didn’t realize they were infected their viral loads could be really high. That thought played through my mind as I debated over what my answer should be. Finally I decided. Fuck it. He was worth the risk. So that night I had my first POZ load. Once again I changed my profile: Breed me! There’s nothing I love more than sucking on a hot dick before its shoved up my ass to fill me with hot jizz! NEG preferred. Undetectable guys cool too. With the pool of guys open to me wider, I was soon getting fucked everyday. I started trying new things too. I was hooking up with one guy when he had to stop for a minute to take a piss. I said it without thinking. “Wanna piss in my mouth?” I blushed harder than I ever had before. I was about to say never mind when he grabbed my head, shoved his dick in my mouth and let loose. Gulping his piss down I thought it would never end, and it wasn’t long before I hoped it never did. Not long after discovering a love for piss I discovered another favorite pastime. Glory hole breeding. I had gone to a sex shop looking for some new toys when I realized there were video booths in the back. Curious I tried one out, turned on by the fact that I was watching porn and jacking off in what was essentially a public place. Soon I noticed a hole. Looking at it I wondered what it was for when a huge dick pushed through. I couldn’t believe it. I had found a glory hole! The need to go down on my knees and suck that dick was overwhelming. But I knew better than to hook up with someone whose face I hadn’t even seen. At least I thought I did until I found myself bobbing up and down on it, getting off on the fact that it was the most anonymous sex I had ever had. I whined when the guy pulled away, his dick going back to the other side. I started to get up to leave when I heard him. “Turn around. I want to fuck you.” At first I was alarmed. What kind of guy did he think I was? But my pants were already down and I was horny. For a moment I hesitated. I didn’t even know what this guy’s status was. With how much dick I was getting some were bound to be POZ with high viral loads just accounting for liars, but this was random sex on a whole different level. Bending down to pull up my pants I froze when he stuck his dick through again. That did it. Quickly I stepped out of my pants, turned around, grabbed his lubed up dick and pressed it to my now always lubed hole. Pushing onto him I felt like the biggest slut in the world. I loved it! Matching each thrust I focused on the feeling of his raw dick, basking in the euphoria it always gave me. When he came I came harder than I had ever done so before. It occurred to me my orgasms become stronger each time I did something more taboo. That realization was the nail in the coffin for my transition. Within a week I started to frequent bathhouses, getting as many loads as I could. I put out notices on BBRT and Craig’s List to make sure I’d get as much anonymous dick as possible. Between work and breeding sessions I barely slept. Status no longer became a concern of mine. All that mattered was that a guy had a dick and bred my hole. My BBRT profile now read: I take all cummers! No load refused! Bred me! Piss in me! Share me with your friends and strangers!!!!! Like I said status no longer mattered to me. Before long though POZ guys started to become an obession. One reason was because despite my year of high risk fucking I was still NEG. All the sluttiest guys I had come to know and hang out with were all POZ. I wondered how come I wasn’t too. Whenever I’d meet another NEG slut I’d be amazed I had found someone else like me. Then he’d convert. One night a hot, regular fuck buddy who was also POZ was ramming me deep when he became verbal. “You like that POZ dick, don’t ya you NEG bitch!” I had encountered POZ talk from time to time, but usually it did nothing for me. That night was different. “Fuck yea! POZ me up! Gimme dirty seed. I want to have your POZ babies!!!!” Once again I came harder than I ever had before. POZ talk became a huge turn on for me, and before I knew it I was getting fucked exclusively by POZ guys. The idea of converting was so hot it was all I started to think about. I started begging guys to POZ me, and without realizing it, I had become a chaser. One night I even went to the baths, paid for a room and put a notice on a board saying : NEG Cumdump. All loads welcome but POZ preferred. Help a chaser reach his dreams! My profile on BBRT changed again too, letting the world know exactly what I needed and wanted: Cumdump for POZ loads. NEG whore looking to convert. Bred me with toxic jizz, blindfold me, and let strangers use my hole! Just make sure they’re POZ and with HIGH VIRAL LOADS! I consider my POZ birthday to be the day I was video tapped in a gangbang with all POZ tops. I was in a sling with a mirror above me. I had requested it so I could see every second of my pozzing before I got to watch it on tape. I also wanted to stare at the message I had written on my chest in permanent marker that I planned to have tattooed: POZ PUBLIC CUMDUMP. At least twenty POZ tops were there, each brushing my hole with a toothbrush before they fucked me hard, leaving me their dirty deposit. Throughout the gangbang I thought about my decent and how far I had come. Once I was a normal guy, horny guy, who always practiced safe sex. Now I letting a group of POZ men, most of whom I had never met before being placed in the sling, abuse and rape my hole. As load after load of POZ jizz filled and overflowed out of me, I could only thing of one thing. I was home.

The lights came on at 3:00 A.M., just as the security started ushering the masses out of the club. Once out on the street, Luke looked for familiar faces of his friends and saw no one he knew. He was drunk and shirtless and sweaty. He checked his phone and saw the text message string saying all had left, some heading to after parties, some heading home. “Shit” he said to himself, not wanting to pay for a cab all by himself. When looked up from his phone, he noticed a man eye-fucking him from just a few feet away. He looked back down at his phone, suddenly feeling shy and drunk and happy, and when he looked up again, he briefly studied the stranger. The man was least 15 years older, maybe more, all muscles, tattoos, and piercings. He’d apparently just exited the leather bar next door and not the night club from which Luke emerged. The leather man was totally not Luke’s type, but Luke was drunk and horny, and needed a ride home, preferably without his gossipy gaggle of friends to judge any decision he made at this particular point. Pulling on his shirt, Luke glanced back down at his phone, trying to focus sufficiently to pull up the text messages from his friends, but as he did so, he noticed in his peripheral vision a pair black boots approaching. Looking up, Luke found the leather man was his side. “Hey. I’m Steve.” “Luke,” he replied as he automatically stuck out his hand. “Wanna come back to my place?” It was the most direct pickup line Luke had ever heard. “Yes," Luke replied, even before he could consider the alternatives. Twenty minutes and a cab ride later, Luke found himself walking through Steve’s massive loft wondering what he was getting himself into. From behind, Steve approached him and began caressing the 25 year old prize with his strong, knowing hands. Luke, it should be said, had a boy-next-door aura to him, and at 5’11, 170 pounds, he was muscular and lean. Inhibitions were flaring up as the alcohol buzz wore off a bit, and Luke wasn’t sure he was game for this tryst with an older guy. But that didn’t matter, as Steve was decidedly in control. Coming up behind Luke, Steve reached around Luke, unbuckled the younger man's trousers, pushed them to the floor, tweaked Luke's nipples and simultaneously grinding his his crotch against Luke’s supple ass. “I probably shouldn’t…” Luke whispered with a little resistance, until he felt the whiskered jawline making its way between his butt cheeks. He moaned in delight. “Fuuccckk” he said as Steve’s tongue penetrated his hole. Steve enjoyed making Luke melt, and as hot as the foreplay was, he knew it was only going to get better. Soon, he'd be leaving an indelible mark in Luke's cunt, marking it forever that he had been there. And indeed, Luke's cock was rock hard. If he had been asked, and had he been able to answer coherently, Luke would probably have asserted he had ever been so aroused as he was under Steve's expert attention. Luke was, in fact, dripping copious quantities of pre-cum, and that was before either Luke or Steve even touched Luke's cock. After a few minutes, holding Luke's body against his, Steve stood up and undid his belt and pants. They fell to the floor. Now, both men were half-dressed, with their shirts on and their pants/underwear on the floor below. Luke felt a massive dick pressed downward in his crack and felt Steve’s hairy legs against his. Luke was questioning the trajectory of the night. This was not a romantic encounter – this was him in a stranger's house with his pants on the floor about to get fucked. He’d never really had such a tryst, and it felt cheap and raunchy (albeit exhilarating and hot). Was he going to let it go forward? Did he even have a choice? Luke tried to turn around, figuring his exit plan would be a blow job and a kiss goodbye, but Steve knew his seed needed to be implanted in this twenty-something-god. He knew it from the moment he saw Luke. And Steve wasn’t going to let the power shift in this encounter, even if such would involve Luke’s perfect lips on his cock. So he just held Luke tighter with one arm and grabbed his cock. He glided the tip of his dick up and down Luke’s crack, lingering at his moist hole. “Fuck” Luke said, as the feeling of the Steve's dick against him was utterly overwhelming. Naturally his brain flirted through an array of concerns, but he finally settled on letting this happen. “Slut it up tonight” he said to himself, kind of proud at his decision. Steve positioned his dick against Luke’s hole and began to press forward. In response, Luke tensed-up in pain as the monstrous tool invaded his ass. Steve, however, knew how to get his way, and calmed Luke urging him “Relax, boy. Let go and take it.” Steve's deep, resonate voice did the trick, and Luke responded by doing his best to open up as Steve’s huge and veiny dick made its way deeper inside him. “Fuuuck” Luke moaned. He’d never taken such a big dick before, and his body was tearing to accept it. Ever patient, Steve slowly sunk in, pushing in a little and withdrawing a little, gradually getting deeper and deeper. He finally bottomed out, balls-deep in Luke's ass. As Steve reached full depth, he kissed Luke’s neck and announced “I’m all the way in." Luke smiled in satisfaction. “Hot. So fucking hot.” Luke was elated that the most painful part of the encounter was likely over and was ready for the pain to become lustful ecstasy. And the slut inside him was kind of proud for him taking a stranger's raw dick. Steve withdrew a little, and then pressed back into Luke’s ass. And again. And then he pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into him. Finally, Luke was there: Steve's monster dick had invaded his ass completely and was now thrusting in and out with less resistance and more pleasure. Steve meanwhile, had found his fuck rhythm, and was pounding Luke’s ass with tempo and determination. Both men were sweating through their shirts, and beads of sweat ran down their legs. Steve’s balls were smacking against Luke’s. A few more minutes of Steve ravaging Luke’s cunt passed, before Steve grunted into Luke’s ear “I’m close.” Luke whimpered. “Fuck yeah” and let out a few moans. “I’m gonna breed you," Steve announced. Luke loved this kind of dirty talk, so responded “Fucking breed me. Shoot your load in me,” flexing his ass muscles to work and milk Steve’s huge cock. Steve rammed his dick deep inside Luke and a spasm of pure physical pleasure erupted as Steve’s toxic load spurted into Luke’s torn interior, coating the young man's fuck chute, and exposing Luke to the wrath of Steve's prior exploits. With Steve’s raw dick still in him, fucking the big, virus-laden load ever deeper into his ass, Luke feverishly jerked his cock until he shot his thick load onto the carpeting. Afterwards each man pulled-up his pants, and exchanged numbers with the other. Luke also had to borrow cab money, and with that he headed home. **************************************************************** To be continued.

1. I groaned as his hand slipped from my hole, my sphincter gaping wide unable to close after being stretched wide around his cock, fist, and the various toys he had for so long used on me. As his fingers left my hole I felt empty, my slightly twitching rosebud desperately needed to be filled. I longed to feel my hole being stretched even wider. He pressed a lubed up butt plug into my wrecked hole, its astounding girth pushed my hole just that little bit wider before popping inside me a locking deep in my spacious guts. Laying my head back, looking up at myself in the mirrored ceiling I thought "God, how I've changed in just a few hours, Coming to this house I was a cocky frat boy looking to experiment, get my cock sucked, maybe suck this slightly older man’s cocks, but nothing more. Now I 'm laying on my back in a black leather sling hanging in the basement of a man I scarcely know, y legs spread wide, the base of a big black butt plug sticking out of my ruined ass." It also occurred to me dried cum was matted down the hair on my broad muscular chest, and my fat cock, which had plowed the pussy of many a slut, lay soft and unused on my stomach, precum oozing from its thick head. “How you doing boy? Your hole feel good stretched around that plug?” “I never knew that anything could feel this good.” “Bet you never thought a plug with a ten inch circumference would side so easily into that hot sloppy hole.” “Ten inches?” I responded in surprise. “That’s right boy, your hole will never be tight again. You’ll always have an open sloppy cunt. By the time I send you back to the frat house your hole will be so wrecked that you’ll always be ready to take any cock, any time.” My dick responded to his comment by spurting a big precum, adding to the considerable puddle forming between my abs. I turned to face the man who had deflowered me a few hours before, once again eagerly taking his steadily thickening cock into my mouth. I had always been a little curious about guys but never done anything about it. That is until last week when, sitting in my room at the house, drunk after a long night of excess, I decided to download a phone app that I had over heard some gay dudes talking about in one of my lecture classes. I made a profile talking about how I was inexperienced with guys but curious, not sure if I was even bi at all, and uploaded a picture of my chest and abs. The next two days I received a lot of messages from guys, but none of them really interested me until I got a message from the guy who only a few days later would change my life forever. His picture was of him on the beach; he wore only bright blue board shorts slung low on his hips. The sun glinted off his muscular chest highlighting the dense patch of hair the spread between his pink quarter sized nipples, and down his well defined abs, until it at last vanished into his shorts. His square handsome jaw sported a days worth of dark brown stubble that matched his close cut hair. Even in the little picture on my phone his bright green eyes glinted seductively. Unlike most of the messages I got from people, he introduced himself as Mark and started out talking about life, football, and what I was studying at school. In fact we chatted for three days before he even mentioned sex. When he did he was totally willing to take everything at my own pace, He was fantastic and I found myself more attracted to him then I thought would have been possible. So when he asked if I wanted to come over to his place on Saturday just after lunch and hang out for a while. I didn’t even think twice about it, I agreed and he sent me the address. So just after lunch on Saturday I pulled on a pair of gym shorts, (I almost never wear underwear), a black wife beater and my tennis shoes, and left to walk over to his place. Mark didn’t live far from campus, about just over twenty minutes. My heart was thudding in my chest as I walked out the path to the front door of the gray blue clapboard house. I ran the doorbell and took a step back trying to slow my breathing. When he answered the door my breath ran away entirely. Mark was even more attractive in person than his photographs suggested. Standing at six foot one, he was two inches taller then I was, and built of solid well-defined muscle. He wore a tight white v-neck t-shirt that clung to his pecs, his nipples obvious, a small patch of dark chest hair escaping over the collar. His massive hairy arms stretched the sleeves of his t-shirt to their limit. I blinked a few times staring at his chest, not even noticing at first how his loose fitting black sweats failed to really conceal the sizable bulge in his pants. We had not exchanged any x-rated pics and I had no idea what his pants contained then, though I would soon find out. He led me into his place and we sat in the small living room, drinking a few beers and watching a random football game on ESPN. Neither one of us was particularly invested in the game, and we sat close together on the couch, talking about how our weeks had been and what I was studying in school. A few beers later and just after half time without really meaning to we found ourselves almost touching as we sat on the couch, Mark’s hand occasionally brushing against my leg. The closeness made my dick hard and my heart felt like it was beating in my throat. I finished off my beer and after setting the empty bottle with the rest on the coffee table in front of me I settled myself back on the couch finally closing that last bit of distance between us. Mark’s arm slid from the back of the couch and came to rest around my shoulder his large hand laying gently against my chest. He pressed me into him and I breathed in his manly scent, and felt the slow rise and fall of his broad chest. When I had thought about guys before it had always just been in the context of sex not involving any sort of emotional intimacy like what I was currently experiencing, but somehow this felt right. His other hand came up to brush against my chin, turning my face towards him. For a long moment I looked into those sparkling green eyes and then Mark moved forward, closing the distance between us and softly but with out trepidation pressed his mouth to mine. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, kissing him back, feeling myself melt into him as I did so. His tongue slipped into my mouth as the kiss became more heated. His hands held me tight against him, my hands quickly wrapping themselves around him. Mark shifted his weight tipping me backwards so that he came to rest on top of me. My cock was hard as a rock pressing up through the thin material of my gym shorts, I could feel Mark’s cock begin to thicken through his sweats as well. His hands now roamed over my torso as he kissed me. It wasn’t long before his hands had slid up under my shirt and his fingers started to play with my sensitive nipples. All the while he kissed me more and more voraciously. My hands soon made their way under his shirt as well, tugging at the tight fabric. Mark seemed to take that as a sign and broke our kiss just long enough to rear back and take off his shirt tossing it aside. He didn’t wait for me to take mine of but rather gripped it tightly with both hands ant the collar and tore the thin fabric down the center. His gloriously hairy muscular torso now pressed against my younger jock body, our hairy chests rubbing together. He broke our kiss again, his face just inches from mine and said in a low whisper, “So I take it you like your first guy-on-guy kiss.” “God yes,” I said pulling him back to me. We stayed like that for a long while, kissing frantically like horny teenagers. Mark’s cock continued to stiffen in his pants and he soon was dry humping his cock against mine, grinding our two fabric clad members together underneath his body. After what have been ages he pulled away from me again, this time to start sliding down my body, kissing my exposed torso as he went. I groaned as he got lower and lower, his tongue stopping to play over my nipple for a moment before continuing it’s decent towards my groin. He slid my gym shorts down a little exposing the top of my trimmed bush. He kissed the flesh on either side of my pelvic v, and then pulled my shorts a little lower still. It took an agonizingly long time for him to finally pull my shorts off completely allowing my 23-year-old, eight8-inch cock to spring forward. Mark smiled up at me from where so many girls had before, and opening his mouth quickly swallowed the entire length of my quivering member. I gasped. None of the girls I had been with had ever been able to take my dick that fast. Mark slobbered all of my cock bobbing his head up and down, making wet sloppy sucking sounds. My hands came to rest on the back of his head while I closed my eyes, lost in the extraordinary sensations his mouth was providing me. Maybe I was just so insanely turned on, or maybe it was his skill, which ever it was I all too soon felt the familiar tightening of my balls that signaled my fast approaching orgasm. Mark must have sensed it too as he quickly let my cock fall from his mouth, a wicked grin playing across his lips as he watched me catch my breath. Standing for a second, leaving me on my back, laying on the couch, one hand behind my head, naked except for my shorts around my ankles and the tatters of my shirt around my shoulders, my chest still heaving. He shoved down his decidedly tented sweats and kicked them off. I now saw what had been making that massive bulge even when soft: Mark’s cock was almost ten inches long and thicker then anything I could have imagined. His large pendulous balls hung far below the shaft of his penis, springing forth from a considerable dark furry bush. “You wanna try sucking some cock now?” he asked. My heart was pounding even faster but my cock twitched at the thought and I nodded. “Then get on your knees.” I scrambled up from the couch, almost tripping in my hast to get the shorts off of my ankles and get in front of this amazing man. For a moment I just knelt there staring down his cock, then slowly I raised a hand to grip the base. I had never felt another man’s penis before; it has the same warm firm feeling of my own only much thicker. I swallowed hard and then opened my mouth; slowly I moved forward and kissed the tip of his cock. Then spreading my lips I took the head of his cock into my mouth. I don’t know what I imagined cock would taste like but it wasn’t this. His cock was slightly sweet and a little salty but some how very special and important. I couldn’t quite put my finger on why but this was somehow the best thing I had ever tasted. Not really being sure what to do I tried to emulate his movements and the moments that I had enjoyed from girls before. Soon I was giving what I’m sure was a very messy, sloppy blowjob, desperately trying to get as much of his swollen cock into my mouth as I could. Mark groaned, his hands holding the back of my head in the preferred position for me to blow him, which was fine with me as I was determined to bring this astonishing man pleasure. I anchored his cock in my throat for so long my jaw hurt. Suddenly Mark’s hands were under my armpits and he drew me to my feet, knocking the shreds of my shirt off of me as he did so. He kissed me roughly, pulling me tight to him. I felt his spit slicked cock rub against my stomach. One of his hands held my chest to him as he kissed me, the other drifted downward to my ass. He rubbed the firm furry cheeks as his tongue delved deep into my mouth. I arched my back slightly falling into his kiss. When I had gotten there that morning I had thought that maybe we would kiss and he would suck me off, now here I was nodding rapidly without hesitation when he said, “You wanna keep going?” A verbal reply wasn't apparently expected as, without pause Mark again kissed me roughly, pushing me back onto the couch. Mark then got down between my splayed legs and bobbed his mouth up and down on my cock a few times before moving onto my balls. I shifted my hips giving him better access to my balls, and as I did so Mark put his shoulders under my thighs and lifted my legs up. His tongue drifted from my balls to my taint and then brushed against my hairy virgin hole. I groaned loudly, no one had ever played with my hole before and it was like bolts of electricity were shooting through my body. His tongue lapped playfully at my hole, twisting over my pucker, swirling the hair about. My body shook as his tongue quickly coated my hole with spit and then began to make little darting forays into pressing against my insanely tight sphincter. Mark devoured my hole as I had never eaten any girl’s pussy, and under his insatiable pressure I slowly felt my hole opening. Just a little at first, just enough for the point of his tongue to snag on the dent forming at the center of my sphincter. Then barely enough for his tongue to come to pause and press forward with more force, till at long last his tongue was darting into my hole with ease at each pass around my ring, slicking me inside and out. I had become pudding by that time, a groaning writhing mass of flesh, lost in the bizarre and astounding sensations emanating from my hole. I felt something new press against my hole, and I realized that Mark was now working a spit-slicked finger inside of me next to his tongue. I didn’t protest, so long as what he was doing felt this good I had no mind to tell him to stop. Slowly one finger was worked into my hole; and then twisted about until I had become use to it, my sphincter stretched to allow the finger to come and go easily. Another finger was then added, pressing softy but firmly into my virgin flesh, slowly sinking in next to its companion. It took a long time and a lot of spit and licking for the third finger to finally sink in. My eyes had rolled into the back of my head, and my mouth probably hung open slightly as I moaned and muttered, “Oh yes. Oh my God, that feels so good.” I was willing my hole to open wider, each finger felt so good I could only imagine how good another one would feel. Soon I was rewarded by a fourth finger being pried into my steadily stretching hole. The four invading fingers were twisted about inside of me, stretching me this way and that, opening my hole up in ways that I never thought possible. Then Mark let down my legs, shifting so that his fingers never left my hole, and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could taste my own ass on his lips and it was intoxicating. The four fingers inside of me we driving me crazy, my cock was dripping precum like mad despite having gone slightly soft. I was pleased when he murmurred “God, you’ve got a sweet hole: warm, tight, wet, virgin hole. I'd say you're ready for the next step, aren't you?" I nodded, thinking the next part would be me eating his ass, but he seemed to have other plans. . Mark withdrew his fingers from my hole, positioned my ankles on his shoulders, and sifted into a position where, with one hand he was able to line-up his cock head with my prepped hole, and with the other held me in place by one shoulder. I shuddered when I felt the bulbous head press against my hole and I realized that despite all of the fingering I was still not loose enough. With slow steady determination Mark began to press forward, never taking his eyes off of me as he did do. The all of a sudden, pop, my hole gave way and the first two inches of his dick sunk in. I screamed in ecstasy, at being stretched wide around Mark’s glorious rod. He waited a moment for me to adjust to the feeling of having him inside of me and then began again the slow steady pressure on my hole. Inch by inch he slid his cock into me, stopping every once in a while to let me adjust to the new sensations that were tearing my body apart. It took him almost five minutes to sink his whole ten-inch cock into me. A thin sweat had sprung up all over my body and I was panting by the time I felt his pubes against my ass. When he was all the way inside of me Mark smiled and said, “You like having my fat cock inside of you straight boy?” “God yes, it feels so good.” “Not so straight any more, are you?” “No,” I panted, “I guess not.” “Hold on tight boy, cause now the real fun starts.”

Okay, just for fun, if you HAD to choose your top FIVE favourite bug chasing & gift giving stories on here, which ones would you choose and in what order? Here are my top five: 1. My boyfriend sets up my POZZING in an Adult Bookstore [Actually, anything by 1981virginia] Started by 1981virginia, 12 May 2013 2. My Boyfriend's Poz Support Group Buddy Started by RBinWeHo, 29 April 2014 3. Descent: Becoming a Public POZ Cumdump Started by hole4cocks, 29 Jan 2013 4. Bathhouse Gangbang that probably pozzed me Started by rawTOP, 29 Aug 2008 5. Pimped out as a whore for poz Started by bring it, 23 Jul 2012 If incomplete stories (or works in progress) are considered, here are a couple of additional contenders: Changing Fortunes Started by Rawdad4sons, 17 Feb 2015 Cody's return Started by versbbguy, A week ago Shopping for go-go shorts Started by 1981virginia, 02 April 2015

After fist fucking my old daddy friend and leaving a load of piss in his ass, I decided to walk over to the local back room bar. I was low on money but was looking for a quick fuck. After about ten minutes of looking around, I saw a guy, with a little bit of a beer belly, about 5'8, nice thick beard, handsome face. We made eye contact and he followed by in the back corner. I tasted his salty neck, but when he tried to kiss me, I held him back with a vise grip on his throat. I could feel his dick: it was hard. I unbuttoned his jeans and found he had a nice seven inch cock, thick and cut. I began to blow him, and within a couple of minutes he was rock hard. I worked on him for about ten minutes, then he pulled me to me feet as he wanted a chance on my dick. I pulled my cock out and presented myself to him. At six inches I have an average, cut dick, but I was real hard and leaking precum. He got down on his knees and blew me very well. He positioned my hands on his thick head of hair which led me to think 'Shit! He wants me to pump his mouth!' I began thrusting, enjoying the skillful service his throat and tongue were providing. After about two minutes of service I couldn't hold back, blowing a huge thick load in his mouth. He drank my cum down like water. As I zipped myself up and readied myself to leave, he whispered "Thank you." I thought 'Shit, I should be thanking you for the mouth ride I just took'.

What is it with gay guys and sizes? Is it that hard to admit you don't have a 9-10inch cock, which is by the way completely normal? I regret lots of stories have extremely large dicks in it. For me that is a turn off. I know it's all a matter of fantasy, but I like stories better when they are more realistic. Am I alone in that opinion? Same thing when you enter a gay chat room. They all have huge cocks, even when their webcam shows they have only 5 inches, they still say 9 inches :-( for me that is a turn off in stead of a turn on, and a reason to look for another guy or another story

me too please cuntspunker =)

I agree about this fascination with big cocks. Yes, I like to look at them (most of them), but to actually get fucked by one is horrible painful. I've had several anal surgeries and that makes getting fucked by thick cocks painful. There is scar tissue and fissures. Be careful about getting fucked and it results in torn skin inside the anal cavity.No matter how slow they go. Most of the great fucks I have had are with average cocks. Length and thickness. If you are hitting my prostate I am over the moon. As a top I have certainly been turned down because my cock isn't huge and it's ridiculous. Really. I might have given you a top ten fuck since I know how to do it right.

Earlier this morning from the same twink as several days ago. Could not stop thinking about his thick cock and he kept texting me in secret how much he loved my married ass and wanting to breed me often. I took the day off work and texted him I was free, this time though he wanted me at his place. When I got there we wasted no time, making out and got his cock in my mouth standing there in the front entryway of his place. Finally we made it to the bedroom. He made me beg for his cock by slowly putting the head in and pulling out while doggy style. All the while making me tell him how much I preferred getting his cock and cum than fucking my wife's pussy (not a lie). I guess I convinced him enough because he started fucking me deep and hard. When I could tell he was getting close I started telling him how much I wanted him deep in me and to carry his seed in me in secret from my wife. He came super hard and filled me up. I am still leaking cum as I type this. MMMMMM.

I'll take all the black cock I can get, particularly if the man is hairy. Black men know how to make an ass fell fucked.

Recently I hooked up with a hot young total top guy on BBRT. He actually read my profile and saw I was into piss. After the first round of fucking. He showed me a selfie video of him pissing into a beer bottle...then hands me the bottle. He shot the video just before I got there. I drank it up. Later after more fucking he managed to give me a drink from the tap, but he struggled with pee shy but finally delivered a mouth full

I'm asian live in Australia. Before I came to this country I didn't have much experience about sex. Lee is the only one I had sex with. He fucked me a few times. Most of time I fuck him, His dick is only half of my size, even this, when he fucked me always hurting. Lee really enjoy my dick. Once my dick starts pounding, his face turns red and his dick getting harder and harder. We never use condom. I like the raw feeling of his ass. Also I like pull my whole dick out and then slam in again. Every time I did this, he always scream loudly. And we always cum at the same time, When I'm enjoy the feeling of my hot juice shooting inside him, his juice is all over his chest. When I arrived Australia, I didn't know how to find gay man. Until one day I saw a number on the toilet wall. Then fucked a few guys. The sex was ok. One day, dated a handsome muscular guy. He asked my address and ask me don't lock the door. He didn't tell me how far or how long. Suddenly I heard the door open, I didn't even have time to response. He pushed me to the bed and took off all my cloth start sucking my dick. Then he pulled out a condom and put it on slammed in. It was hurt at start, but after a while, with his huge dick in and out my ass, the first time my dick is getting hard when someone fuck me. Also it's the first time I cum only by been fucked without touching my dick. I tried to date this guy again, but he never show up.

I can enjoy a story with a big cock in it as well, and when I fantasize, they don't have small cocks. But it nearly always is a huge top fucking, which just makes it predictable and boring (and thus sometimes a turn off) to me

This may be a non issue, but since I've updated my IOS on my iPad, I can't get the 'latest posts' on the forum.

I love it when a young guy turns the table on me and takes control of his daddy.

Yes, you will.

Me and My Boy at the Rest Stop Part I. After a three hour drive, and a large convenience store coffee, I had to piss like a racehorse. I convinced my boy that we were making good time, and we decided to stop at the next rest area we saw along the interstate. Nearly twenty minutes later, we finally saw an off-ramp and took it. As soon as the car had stopped, I opened the door and headed as fast as possible into the building, but not without taking note of where we were. Had I not had to piss so badly, I might have reconsidered. It was filthy and run-down. The gutters along the roof were growing trees, the pavement was cracked, and the brick walls covered with graffiti, not to mention the smell wafting out of the broken painted-over windows into the bathrooms. This was not the visitors’ center that families stopped at, more like a last resort for truckers. The men’s room door creaked opened and the smell intensified. I unzipped and released a torrent of piss into a long trough, as my bladder emptied, I caught my breath and looked around a bit. I realized that there was a guy standing in the open stall right behind me, with his shirt unbuttoned and his pants around his ankles, fisting a meaty uncut cock. He gestured to me to come over and without thinking, I walked towards him, with my dripping cock still popping out of my zipper. "Shame I didn’t get to drink any of that, bud," he said as he crouched down and engulfed my dick with his mouth, shucking my pants down to my feet. The guy swallowed me to the balls and slobbered all over. He wasn’t unattractive, but definitely a few pounds overweight, hairy, and smarmy. He fisted his cock with one hand and grabbed my hand with the other, leading it to the back of his head, as if he wanted me to choke him with my dick. I obliged, knowing that my boy could walk in and see this at any moment. The guy got me hard in seconds, and I started pounding his mouth as he drooled and moaned. He stood up and bent over the toilet, spreading his hairy immense ass cheeks wide and fingered his hole. I noticed that he was loose, and wasn’t sure if I was seeing cum or lube dripping out of his pucker. I took the hint and sank my cock into him, balls deep, as he pushed back, egging me on. I knew this wasn’t smart, or healthy, and I pulled out. ‘What’s wrong? Am I too loose,” he asked. “Naw man. It’s just….” He didn’t let me finish. “You’re clean, right?” I nodded. With that, he backed right up onto my bare cock again commanding “Then breed me!” I knew he wanted my cum, and I was ashamed that my boy might see me like this, barefucking a stranger, who wasn’t even that sexy, but he did have a nice cock, which was just now flopping around underneath as I fucked him hard. “Give me your load, man.” He wanted it, so I gave it to him, slamming hard into him and shooting my load into his ass. As soon as I pulled out, he hunched down again and cleaned off my cock, which was covered in white globs of cum, certainly more than I had just offered him. I knew I had barebacked a cum-bucket. I felt so filthy, but it turned me on. He guided me in front of him, and bent me over the toilet, spreading my ass and licking my hole. I was pretty sure he was working globs of seed into my ass with each thrust of his tongue. He slapped his meat against my ass crack and I knew he wanted to fuck me raw. I stood up and turned around, trying to pull up my pants. “What the fuck man? You’re gonna load me up and not return the favor?” I shook my head. “Why? You got a wife and kids out there in the station wagon waiting for you?” I chuckled, knowing that my boy waiting in the car was as much of a cumdump as this stranger was. I had an idea… To be continued...

That was hot again. Fucking horny.

I know a couple of really hung tops who are fuckbuds who don't quite understand that I'm not always wanting to get plowed by their monster cocks. Sometimes I'm in the mood for 6 or 7 inches. No more. One of the tops in particular is kind of rough - even when I tell him to slow down. Because he's like that, I rarely let him fuck me. I know it's said that there are a ton of bottoms around and all are pressed for dick. But I'm not. I've tossed plenty of dick to the side. And I've got some tops in my stable that I will stop what I am doing and start cleaning out every time they ask for my hole.

This is a vast topic, and I'd enjoy hearing other peoples thoughts, feelings and experiences. As for my own? "Sub" is a label I have only recently identified with. It's not that I think I am newly sub, just that I have more recently begun to explore and think about it (this brought on by having a few dom guys court me more recently, bringing out stuff to a conscious level). Part of me has always shunned the idea of being sub. I think that's because I had not, until recently, really defined what dom/sub means to me. I know it can means something different or the same, depending on who you are talking to. I understand if I don't define it for myself I'll be leaving the definition up to someone else (which I know some will say is "a sub thing to do" lol). To me being sub isn't about being a nonentity. Something that really helps me clarify who I am is breaking definitions down further. To me it seems that Dom/sub often gets treated like S/m. I know there can be overlap, but to me they're different. I identify as sub, but I don't identify as a masochist. I see a lot of subs who are also masochistic. Conversely, to me Dom and Sadist are two different things. Even though they often overlap, or even go hand in hand, they don't have to. Or, when they do, they can do so at varying levels depending on the individual. I have met many guys who identify as "Dom" and insist that being sub means doing whatever they say or want. For instance, over the last couple of days Ive been bred 3 times by a young guy (21) from grinder. Yesterday, just before I went in to his place (anonymous fuck from behind), he texted me and asked if I like to eat ass. I responded that I'm really a bottom cunt slut and not very oral. He texted back "well I want you to eat my asshole clean. Got it!" I literally lol'd and texted back "nope, ttyl." He texted back "fine then, we won't do that, just get here I want to nut inside u." Some would call him Dom and say I wasn't sub. But to me, he was just being a bully. I hate bullies. I was bullied a lot as a kid. As an adult, I got a second degree black belt and pity the mugger who ever approaches me (he'd have all my childhood rage unleashed on him lol). Until recently I saw a lot of guys who identify as Dom, who to me, are just bullies. This kind of person brings out the opposite of sub in me. To me, this person comes across as really insecure and is looking for security through control and is a total turn off. I've had to restrain myself from back kicking him into the next room a few times before when a top got what I perceived as abusive while fucking me. But over the last year I have met several different guys identifying as Dom who are very different from what I've described, yet are similar amongst themselves. This is already getting long, but briefly, the effect this type of Dom has on me kind of amazes me... it's like I just want to lie down and spread my legs and give them full access to my soul. Which is a really different feeling for me that ventures into relationship vs hook up sex. In short, it's that they know which buttons to push in me that make me want to submit... which is totally different from just telling me what to do. This, to me, is a really intelligent and well thought out form of sex/relationship and the idea of it has me really interested.

Part 3 Luke continued to question what he was doing at Steve’s. While rational thought told him his time with Steve was one bad decision after another, he also found Steve so fucking hot and irresistible – his huge arms, his massive legs, his dark tan skin, so Luke quite willingly followed Steve through the apartment to the bedroom and then into the bathroom. Steve pointed to the big gang-like shower and instructed Luke to get in. As steam began to fill the room, his daddy-god Steve entered the shower too. It was the first time Luke saw Steve without any clothing on, and Luke was instantly obsessed with all he saw. As he took it in, Luke asked “What’s with the bandage?" pointing below Steve’s belly button to the dressing protecting his new ink. “New tattoo. You’ll see it soon enough, and will probably want one of your own.” Steve said as he pulled Luke close for a kiss – their first. They stood in the hot shower spray, Steve’s dick getting hard again as it brushed against Luke’s throbbing cock. Even not knowing what was under the bandage, Luke knew Steve was right, that he’d want that same tattoo as well some day. He wanted to be marked as Steve’s. They kissed sensually in the shower for a while, their bare cocks bobbing erectly below. Turning to the cold marble tile wall, Luke leaned into the stone and spread his legs wide, presenting his ass to Steve to fuck. Steve approached, planting his feet just outside of Luke's, and lined his massive dick head up with Luke's hole. Steve’s prick entered Luke’s cunt with less agony this time: the water and Steve’s pre-cum reduced friction, and Luke's hole was still wrecked from their last fuck session. Steve worked his dick all the way into Luke’s velvety sex chute and knew this boy was becoming his in so many ways. As the shower fuck continued, precum dripped down the cold wall against which Luke’s erection pressed. “I love knowing your inside me” Luke said. He meant it – he loved being a bottom and all that such meant. “I like being in you. Raw. Knowing you’re taking all of me. My dick. My load. My DNA. Everything I am is in you.” This embodied what sex meant to Luke. Perhaps not really grasping all of the consequences of what this meant in this moment, Luke’s boner sprung with excitement and a glob of precum –- to the point of Luke wondering if in fact he came a little -- smeared on the wall against his dick’s head. “Fuuck yes. Make me yours. My ass is yours. My body is yours.” Steve pulled completely out, and then pushed his dick balls deep into Luke. Luke whimpered. Then Steve picked up the pace in pumping his dick in and out of Luke’s hole. Steve’s dick was throbbing and rock hard inside his new fuck toy, and indeed, after a couple of minutes of pounding, Steve announced “I’m gonna cum.” His thrusts became more intense. He pushed all the way into Luke again and screamed “I’m fucking cumming in you, slut.” Another of Steve’s toxic loads shot deep into Luke’s wrecked ass. Luke tensed his ass around the massive dick inside him and also shot a huge load against the wall of the shower, exclaiming “Fuck, that was amazing,” as he twisted around to kiss his inseminator. As their spent dicks again brushed against one another, Luke felt fulfilled and transformed – feelings that were, perhaps unbeknownst to him, both figurative and literal.

Hooked up with a hot, hung 23 year old black guy I met off a4a (safe only ...). Thought he was another flake, but he parties so I understand his sporadic, random messaging. I finally had the house to myself since my roommates were all out for the Pope visit and stuff. He showed up with no shirt, basketball shorts, and in a jock. Sweaty like I asked for (I know, strange fetish). The moment the front door closed, I dropped to my knees and started deep throating his delicious thick 7 inch BBC. OMG he tasted so damn good. I only sucked for a few minutes ... He didn't want to bust so soon, so he pulled me off and we partied a bit. We went downstairs cuz I like hooking up on my roommate's gym equipment lol. I placed his head against the washing machine and proceeded to fuck his face. Damn he's good. Too good ... I busted a load in his mouth in under 5 minutes, then rammed my dick down his throat, closed off his nose, and said, "Be a good bitch, swallow." After that I had him get in doggie position on a workout bench, and I rimmed his sweaty ass for a good half hour before he begged to get fucked. Rimming a hot ass always makes me solid as steel ... I hate lube so I spat on his hole and slowly slid in before he could ask about the condom he brought. Damn he's tight! Oh, and no objections from him. Once balls deep though ... I started pounding his ass hard and rough. I flipped him on to his back ... fucked him good for about 10 minutes, got him begging for my load. I slammed in deep, started lightly choking him while making out ... man, felt like the biggest load ever, flooded his hole good. I continued fucking his ass for a few more minutes when he did something unexpected. He returned the favor. He threw me on the floor on my back, spat on my hole (naturally wet any way), and slid in in one slow thrust. "You wanna play rough? Me too" as he used a hand to firmly grip my throat, spat in my face, and fucked me rough. He lasted only 5 minutes before announcing I'm a slut and then pulling out to only keep the head of his dick in my ass ... and flooded me. Then he fucked his load in me. Hmm ... I'm light skinned so his hand left quite the mark ... no hiding it from colleagues lol. Next up we're going to do this at a park hehe.

Again not mine I just altered it to fit breeding zones rules THE BUILDER - by pedro976 - This story is a work of fiction. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present area. By continuing, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading the story. - - - - 1 - - - - Krzysztof's spunk splashed across Tom's open mouth, coating his lips and tongue in thick creamy cum. "FUCK YEAH" grunted the massive muscle hunk as he stroked out the last few drops into his little boy's mouth. Tom was lying on his bed staring up wide eyed at the builder who was straddling him, his massive legs were either side of the eighteen year olds head. Moments before the thick meaty thighs now framing his face had been pounding Tom for the second time that night. His arse was still raw and open from the merciless fucking. Once the effect of the cocaine wore away Tom was pretty sure he was going to be barely able to walk. At that moment though he didn't care. He was still experiencing the effects of the drugs and he was completely in awe of the man God who had opened up a whole new world of pleasure to him. Krzysztof looked down at him and smiled. "Good little baby?" he asked, wiping his slippery cum covered cock against the teenagers plump lips. "God, yeah, it was good" replied Tom breathlessly. Krzysztof raised an eyebrow and Tom realised immediately that he had forgotten to refer to Krzysztof in the way he preferred. "It was good Daddy" he corrected himself. Krzysztof laughed "You learn baby" and then climbing off Tom and standing up he said "I shower" and with that he walked out of the bedroom. Tom watched the massive Eastern European builder's broad muscular back and powerful arse as he left. He breathed a deep sigh and looked up at the ceiling. "Wow" he muttered to himself, but what now? He was completely wired on the cocaine and was not tired at all. He heard the sound of the shower from the bathroom. After a short time Krzysztof returned and pulled on his jeans and vest. "Are you going?" asked Tom disappointedly. "Yes" replied Krzysztof and saw the dejected look on Tom's face. "You come" said Krzysztof. "Oh" said Tom, a smile replacing the frown "Where to?" "You see" came the builder's mysterious reply. - - - - 2 - - - - Tom had showered himself then the big man had led him to his van and they had driven away from his house and into town. Tom's enquiries about where they were going were met with silence and so instead the two of them had made small talk about other stuff. The drugs were wearing off a little bit though and Tom began to worry a bit about what he was getting himself into. Soon enough Krzysztof parked the van next to a row of garages and turned off the engine. "We here" he said, picking up his bag and opening the driver's door. Tom got out the passenger side and walked around. They had arrived at a small block of flats. The building was well lit and looked pretty modern. Still, Tom could not help but feel more than a little apprehensive about what he was walking into. Then again it was night time, he was not too sure what part of town they were in and he had no means of getting home. Following Krzysztof who had begun to walk into the building was his only option. The huge man turned around to look at him as he caught up and must have noted the apprehension on his face. "Don't worry little baby" he said "I sort you out in flat, make feel happy again" and he gave Tom a reassuring smile. Tom assumed he meant more cocaine. It is ok he told himself. He had only sniffed a small amount. The tiny line in the bathroom and the two lines in the bedroom. That was not so much he reasoned. Even if he did a little bit more he would be back home tomorrow and there was plenty of recovery time before his mother returned from her business trip. Krzysztof rung a flat number and the security door buzzed open. The two of them went in and took the lift. "My friend, he has, what do you call it, top floor flat" Krzysztof tried to explain. "Oh" Tom realised what he was saying "You mean the penthouse flat?" "Yeah" smiled Krzysztof "The penthouse" and the way he pronounced the word made Tom laugh. "Hey, no laugh at accent" Krzysztof complained and he took Tom's head in the iron grip of his massive hands, leant down and kissed the teenager forcefully. Tom responded in kind and felt himself getting instantly aroused. Before he could do anything else the lift pinged and the doors opened. Krzysztof pulled away "Come" he beckoned and the two of them left the lift and walked into the corridor. It was obvious to Tom from the single door that the flat they were going to was the only one on this floor. Krzysztof didn't knock the door because it had already been unlocked. Tom could hear that dance music was playing inside. Pushing the door open the two of them walked into the flat. Tom had to admire his surroundings. The entrance led straight into the main living area which was modernly furnished to a high finish. There were two large leather sofas either side of the room. In the middle was a huge matching leather table that was the size of a double bed and Tom assumed could be used to sit on as well as keep magazines and stuff. Double doors led out onto a wooden decked balcony that looked out over town. It was lit up with night lights and the doors were slightly open to allow the breeze in. It was a bit much to take in, especially the massive flat screen television on the wall which was playing a porn movie involving a huge gay orgy. "Hey Krzysztof" shouted a voice and a guy walked in from a room that Tom assumed was the bedroom. He was a little shorter than Krzysztof but was still over six feet. It was what he was wearing that caught Tom's attention first. He had a leather cross belt strapped tight across his defined hairy pecs. On his wrist he wore a leather gauntlet and then a pair of tight leather trousers. That was it. Tom raised his eyebrows. He had seen guys wearing leather on the various porn sites he visited but he had never really thought it was something that would turn him on. It did now though, his cock stiffened a little at the site in front of him. Tom took in the rest of the guy. He had short close cropped dark brown hair, designer stubble and was around forty years old. He was muscled but nowhere near as large as Krzysztof. His face was angular and he had sharp eyes. He was very sexy. "Mateusz" greeted Krzysztof and the two men hugged. They spoke in Polish for a short while making Tom feel a little uncomfortable before Krzysztof turned and introduced him. "Mateusz, this Tom. It his first time" explained Krzysztof. "Hello Tom" greeted Mateusz and before Tom could say hi in return the man grabbed him by the waist band and pulled him against him. "Mmmm" he growled leaning down so his face was against Tom's. He stretched out his tongue and licked up from Tom's chin across his mouth and to his nose in one motion. Much like a lion may lick the face of its mate thought Tom. "We will make your first time a good one" he promised Tom and laughed. Tom was not quite sure what to do so he smiled nervously. Mateusz let him go. "Rack up some stuff Krzysztof" he ordered "then you can get Tom changed and we can have some fun" Krzysztof used a little mirror that was sat on the large sofa table and laid out six lines of cocaine. "Guests first" offered Mateusz and Tom took the rolled up note he was offered. He hesitated slightly. Should he do more drugs? He accepted that he didn't really have much choice given his situation. Fuck it, he thought. He would just do this little bit more, the first lines he had done back at home had made him feel amazing and if he was going to stay with these two guys then he guessed he was going to need that feeling again. He snorted both the lines and allowed the wave of euphoria to begin to take effect as he watched Krzysztof then Mateusz snort up the remainder of the cocaine. "Right" said Krzysztof taking Tom's hand "You change" He led his boy into the bedroom from where Mateusz had emerged. Tom followed not quite sure what was expected of him. The cocaine had made him not particularly bothered. He laughed when he saw the collection of leather gear on the bed. "I never thought I would ever do anything like this" he said picking up some of the kit. "You put these on" said Krzysztof holding up a pair of leather wrist gauntlets. Tom slipped them on and did them up. He noticed that each gauntlet had two clasps and he realised that they could be locked together like handcuffs. Krzysztof held out a leather jock strap. It was studded and the way it was designed meant that Tom's arse would be totally exposed and only his cock would be covered. He realised he was going to get fucked again. His cock twitched at the thought. He quickly got undressed as he chatted and laughed with Krzysztof at what leather kit to wear. The cocaine had done its work again and Tom totally relaxed. He slid into the studded leather jock as Krzysztof reached out and put a studded metal dog collar around his neck. There was a full length mirror standing in the corner of the room and Tom stood and admired himself. He looked hot. Krzysztof pulled off his own clothes and stood completely naked watching him. His cock was fully erect and throbbing. Tom saw him in the reflection of the mirror and turned to look. "Wow" he said admiring the man's muscular body once more. "Just... Wow" Krzysztof laughed and flexed his massive body. "Are you wearing anything?" Tom asked Krzysztof. "I too big" replied the giant and to illustrate his point he held up a leather strap that Tom assumed was meant to go around a bicep. Krzysztof flexed showing of his muscles and Tom realised the strap would not even fit around one half of the hunk's huge arms. "Come on you two" shouted Mateusz from the other room. "We need this" said Krzysztof and he picked up the full length mirror and carried it from the bedroom and into the living room. Tom took a deep breath and then followed. - - - - 3 - - - - He walked in to see Krzysztof positioning the mirror in front of the sofa table that dominated the centre of the room between the two large sofas. "Here's our boy" said Mateusz "Looking good you little leather bitch" he laughed. Tom laughed with him and his cock twitched in the jock. "Looks like your horny" said Mateusz and he came and stood right next to Tom looking down at him. He took Tom's face in one hand. "Are you horny for me baby?" he whispered to him. Tom's cock was rock hard now. "Yeah" he whispered back. Mateusz snogged him deeply. His tongue slid into Tom's mouth. Tom tried to respond but Mateusz's tongue dominated his own and pressed deep into his throat. "Mmmm" growled Mateusz pulling away. "Do you want to feel great Tom" he whispered to him. Krzysztof was stood watching them slowly wanking his massive tool. Tom, at that moment, only had eyes for Mateusz who held his head tight, gazed deeply into his eyes and fixed him with a smouldering stare. "Do you?" he asked again. "Yeah" Tom replied. Transfixed by the gorgeous eyes staring into him. Mateusz reached to a small table on the side and picked up a small clear glass tube that ended in a little ball. It was had trails of smoke coming from a small hole at the end and Tom realised it was a pipe of some sort. "Smoke it baby" ordered Mateusz. "Is it cannabis?" asked Tom. "Not quite, its meth" came the reply. Tom had no idea what that was. He guessed it was some sort of cannabis and because it was only smoking he thought it can't be that bad a thing to do. Mateusz held the pipe to Tom's lips and Tom inhaled. Smoke billowed out his mouth at first and Mateusz told him to breathe deeply and hold the smoke in. Tom tried again and this time he succeeded in smoking it properly. He exhaled and then had another go. "That's enough for the minute mate" said Mateusz and he handed the pipe to Krzysztof who held it to his own lips. Tom was about to ask what he could expect to happen but he didn't need to for just at that minute it hit him. The cocaine was one thing but this was something else entirely. The high was so intense. His eyes rolled back into his head. "Woh" he said. "Good isn't it" laughed Mateusz who had been smoking the meth before Tom and Krzysztof came in from the bedroom. Krzysztof came up behind Tom. He handed the pipe to Mateusz who took a huge drag and held the smoke in his mouth before bending down and snogging Tom. Along with Mateusz's tongue, Tom's mouth was filled with the meth vapours. His cock was raging hard and he opened his lips and let Mateusz dominate his mouth once more. He felt Krzysztof take his hands and pull them behind his back. He heard the clasps of the wrist cuffs lock. His arms were now secure behind his back but he didn't care as he took all of Mateusz's big tongue into his mouth. He moaned and Mateusz pushed harder against him, gripping the back of his head and snogging him hard. Tom flinched slightly as he felt Krzysztof slide a finger into his tight hole. "You so tight baby" growled Krzysztof as he pushed in a second digit and began to finger fuck his little boy's hole. Tom couldn't reply as Mateusz's tongue pushed his own down and pushed deep into the back of his throat. He could only moan with the pleasure flowing over him. Mateusz released him and Krzysztof took his fingers from Tom's tight pussy and put his massive arms around him from behind and held him tight. Mateusz stepped back and took a final drag on the meth pipe. He put it down and then slowly and deliberately undid the zip on his leather trousers. Tom's eyes widened. Mateusz took out in his hand a massive cock. It was well over twelve inches thought Tom. Longer and thicker Krzysztof's and that was the biggest tool Tom had ever seen until now. "Hold him" Mateusz said to Krzysztof and Krzysztof spun Tom around so he was facing him. He gripped the trussed up lad tight in a muscular embrace. Tom's head rested against his powerful pecs. Tom felt that Mateusz had come up behind him and then he felt the huge cock at the entrance to his hole. He squeezed his eyes tight shut. Mateusz took hold of his hips and Tom felt his sphincter begin to rip open as the massive cock head pushed hard into him. His arse muscles gave way under the onslaught and Tom felt the huge shaft follow. It never ended and Tom felt light headed and dizzy as Mateusz grunted and pushed into him further. Krzysztof tightened his hug and held the boy still. "FUCK BITCH" grunted Mateusz "TAKE IT ALL" and he pushed the last few inches into the teenager. Tom cried out and Krzysztof pushed his head against his massive chest muffling the cry. "FUCK YEAAAAAH" laughed Mateusz. "The little bitch has taken it all." He put his mouth next to Tom's ear and whispered "How does it feel to have all my cock in you baby?" Tom let out a muffled cry. "Fuck him" growled Krzysztof and Mateusz took up the idea. He slid the massive shaft out all the way and just as Tom's tight hole began to close he slammed it back into him. Tom's cries were muffled into Krzysztof's huge body. Mateusz began to fuck Tom relentlessly, pounding in and out of him. The meth, mixed with the pleasure and the intense pain caused Tom to black out for a moment. He tried to say something but only animal grunts were coming from his lips. The fucking was intense and Mateusz was moaning loudly as he fed his monster meat into the boy. Tom felt himself blacking out again and the last thing he heard was Mateusz moaning that he was going to breed his hole. - - - - 4 - - - - Tom slowly opened his eyes. He was laying face down on the sofa table in the centre of the room. Jesus, he thought, he must have finally slipped into some drug and sex induced coma. He tried to move his arms but realised that he was still wearing the wrist cuffs and they remained locked behind his back. He was about to get up and ask for someone to take the things of him but before he could do anything his tight boy hole suddenly exploded with pain as it was forced open. "AWWWWWWW FUCK" he cried out as the pain around pleasure rippled out from his sphincter muscle. Tom could not turn to look behind himself but the full length mirror was still positioned in front of where he lay and he looked into it to discover the source of his violation. He expected to see Krzysztof or Mateusz behind him but instead there was an insanely muscular ripped black man stood there, his huge hands clenching Tom's hips tightly. He had obviously just driven what was an enormous thick black cock into Tom's little arse. Tom took in the stranger's appearance. He was very tall and very muscular, every bit the size of Krzysztof. His pec muscles were so ripped they had thick veins appearing at their edges that ran over his shoulders and down his bulging biceps and trunk like arms. His nipples were massive and one of them had a silver metal bar piercing. The defined six pack of his stomach was matched only by his perfect V shaped torso. There was not an ounce of fat on him. Finally Tom was able to look at his face. He had strong afro-Caribbean features, a neatly trimmed goatee beard and from what Tom could see a shaved head. He was wearing a leather police officers cap. Around his arms were tight bicep straps making his muscles bulge even more. He wore a leather harness over his shoulders and chest and leather gauntlets on his wrist. He looked as if he had walked straight out of a fetish porn movie. He must have arrived when Tom was out of it. Tom felt the man's massive shaft push further into him, it kept coming and Tom thought it would never end. "Urrrrrrrrrrrgh" he closed his eyes tight and winced as the cock slid up deep inside him. Just when Tom thought he couldn't take anymore he felt the man's thighs touch his little bubble butt and come to a halt. "I have woken our little slut up" he heard the black man say in a deep voice and there was laughter. Tom lay still with his shut and tried to get used to the monster cock throbbing inside his hole. "Hey Tom, Tom baby, open your eyes" said Mateusz. Tom did as he was told and saw that Mateusz was knelt down next to him. The man cupped Tom's face in his hands. "Ok baby?" he asked "You are going to love Marc fucking you, but you probably need some help" and Tom saw that he had in his hand the little pipe that contained the meth. Mateusz held it to Tom's lips and the boy smoked it. He inhaled deeply. "Hold it in baby" commanded Mateusz and Tom held the smoke at the back of his throat and felt the vapours rushing straight to his brain. He eventually breathed the smoke out. The high came to him almost instantly and it was very strong. Mateusz watched as Tom's pupils dilated and then he gently patted Tom's cheek before standing up. "You're good to go stud" he said to Marc. "Right on" he replied, the sense of anticipation in his voice was clear. Tom breathed deeply as his high swept over his body, loosening his joints and relaxing his inhibitions once more. He looked into the mirror and saw the black hunk keep one hand on his hips and place the other over the wrist cuffs that still bound his hands behind his back. He pulled Tom back towards him so that his cock entered the lad all the way. "Mmmmmm" moaned Tom in pleasure. "We are going to start slow baby boy" promised Marc and Tom felt him begin to withdraw his huge meat. It slid back out of his cunt almost all the way to the huge cock head. Marc let it rest at the entrance to the teenager's hole for the moment before he let his powerful hip muscles move his tool back down inside the boy's cunt. "Yeah baby" he whispered "Nice and slow" "Mmmmm yeah" replied Tom. The gentle sensation of the cock slowly sliding against is prostate and deep into his guts made him shiver with pleasure. "Fuck that's good" he groaned as Marc began a slow but powerful rhythm. Each time making sure he pushed his hard thick cock as far as it would possibly go in, before slowly sliding it back out. Tom laid his head to the side to be more comfortable. He could see that Krzysztof and Mateusz were sat naked on one of the sofas smoking the meth from the pipe. Krzysztof saw him looking and blew him a kiss. "Don't worry, I fuck you more soon" he promised Tom. Marc slowly fucked Tom's hole with powerful muscular strokes. Tom moaned with each long thrust and withdrawal. Marc pulled out of him. "You're going to ride me now baby" he ordered and he undid the clasp to the wrist cuffs and let Tom's hands free. Tom brought his arms round to his front and sat up. He rotated his shoulder and felt the feeling come back into them after having been bound up in one place. "You ok little mate?" asked Mateusz who was still sat on the sofa smoking the meth with Krzysztof and enjoying the show. "Um yeah, I think so" replied Tom but as he tried to get up his legs were weak under him and he stumbled. Krzysztof jumped up from the sofa, the meth pipe still in one hand and caught Tom in the other him before he fell completely. "Easy baby" said the giant man and he cuddled Tom against his strong muscular chest. Tom rested against him, feeling his warmth and also feeling his legs come back to life. Krzysztof had encircled him with his huge arms and he looked down at the boy and Tom looked up. They smiled at each other and Krzysztof put the meth pipe to Tom's lips. The teenager was hooked on the intense high it gave and sucked in a deep lung full. Krzysztof still held the pipe there and so Tom inhaled a few more times whilst clinging to the hunk. Krzysztof passed the pipe back to Mateusz and picked the boy up in his arms. He cuddled him tight. "Now better" he said. Tom looked at him with big eyes. His pupils dilated from the wave of the high now washing over him. They kissed passionately and deeply. After a short time Krzysztof pulled away and moaned deeply. "Baby so horny" he growled then glancing over to the other sofa he smiled and said "Someone wants you" Tom looked over and saw that Marc was sat on the sofa watching them. The huge black man had his legs spread wide. He was still in his full leather gear and he had his massive dick in his hand. He was stroking it slowly. Krzysztof carried Tom over him. "I said you were going to ride me baby" said Marc. Krzysztof lowered the boy down onto the massive black shaft. Tom felt the dick stretch open his sphincter and then slide up inside him. Krzysztof lowered him all the way down so he was sat on Marc's lap facing the dark ripped stud. "That's fucking hot" he heard Mateusz comment and Krzysztof stepped away from the two of them. "Mmmmmm yeah" groaned Marc and he took hold of Tom's hips to make sure every last centimetre of his huge cock was inside the lad. "God that's so deep" moaned Tom, tilting his head back. "Ride it boy" ordered Marc. Tom lifted himself slowly to the top of the black dick and then allowed himself to slide down it to the base. "YEEEEEEAH" growled Marc and as Tom began to repeat the motion Marc thrust his hips upwards causing Tom to moan in pleasure and pain. The meth had hold of the teenager and he placed his hands on Marc's big pecs as he began to bounce harder and faster on the dick. "FUCK BABY" groaned Marc and he gripped Tom's hips tight and pistoned his cock into the boy's tight little cunt. Tom was moaning continually now as the huge shaft tore him into. They were fucking wildly. Tom put his hands around the back of Marc's head and rested his face against his. They looked into each other's eyes. Grunting and moaning, high on the drugs and determined to fuck like animals. "You fucking bitch" whispered Marc into Tom's face as he drove his dick harder and faster into him. He spat into the teenagers mouth. "Fuck me, fuck me hard" begged Tom as he swallowed the spit. Marc began kissing him hard as he gripped his hips tighter and ploughed him. Their tongues frantically exploring the others mouth, their spit mixing together. Marc spat into the boys mouth again and again. Tom loved it and gripped the man's head tighter so that his tongue could be as far into the hunks mouth as it would go. Marc plunged his cock into Tom as hard he could but gripped the boy hard so he stayed impaled on it. Tom leant backwards and moaned loudly. The frantic fucking had suddenly stopped and the contrast of having Marc's huge meat resting all the way inside him sent waves of pleasure from his arse all over his body. He leant back and rested placed his hands on Marc's thick legs to steady himself. "God" he whispered and took deep breaths. Suddenly he felt a pair of hands reach around from behind him and begin to tug his nipples. He moaned and turned his head around. Krzysztof had moved behind him and Tom lent his head back against the man's massive chest and looked up into his face. Krzysztof had seen how much his baby had enjoyed Marc's gob so he spat down into the boy's face. "You like" he said and before getting an answer he bent down and started to snog Tom ferociously. Tom moaned and kissed Krzysztof back, Marc's cock was still throbbing inside his tight hole. Krzysztof pulled away and produced two bottles of poppers. He handed one to Marc who undid the lid and sniffed deeply. "Come here baby" Marc ordered and Tom lent back in towards him. The two of them inhaled the poppers together. Taking long deep sniffs. Tom felt his head get hot and his face flush and let the effects take hold of him. Krzysztof reached around from behind him. Tom had heard him sniffing deeply on the second bottle of poppers but now that bottle was placed under his own nose. Mark held the first bottle up to him allowing Tom to have one bottle under each nostril. The aroma flooded into him and he felt dizzy at the effects. Suddenly next to Marc's huge black dick Tom felt his arse being stretched even more. He realised in a panic that Krzysztof was forcing his own massive dick into the tight boy cunt. Tom went to wriggle away. "Hold him" Krzysztof ordered Marc and with his free hand the black leather hunk gripped Tom around the waist in a vice like hold. "Just breathe deeply" Marc said reassuringly and with the two bottles of poppers under his nose Tom breathed in through his nose then out through his mouth. A continuous circulation of fresh poppers aroma was flooding through him. But even with the help of the poppers relaxing him Tom thought he was going to die. Krzysztof pushed into him slowly. Tom couldn't even cry out. He just squeezed his eyes tight shut and whimpered. All the while the poppers were taking holding of him. The pain was intense but it was mixed with a throbbing pleasurable ache that sent spasms through his arse. Just when he thought he was going to pass out Krzysztof stopped. "I in you now baby" he said. He had pushed his thick cock all the way into the boy and it now rested tight up against Marc's throbbing monster. The two muscle men's meaty spunk filled bollocks rested on each other. Both Marc and Krzysztof took the poppers away. They sniffed them themselves before putting them to one side. "Ready?" asked Krzysztof. Tom had become a bit more accustomed to the two huge cocks inside him. He breathed deeply. The poppers had made him feel like a dirty horny bitch. He wanted this. "Yeah" he said softly. "Tell us baby" said Marc "Tell us how much you want your Daddy's to fuck you yeah?" "I want my Daddy's to fuck me" begged Tom "I want your big Daddy dicks inside me, I want it so much" "Do you want Daddy cum in you?" growled Krzysztof in his ear. "Yeah, I want your cum in me, I want my Daddy's to make me their bitch" "MMMMMmmmm" moaned Krzysztof, turned on by hearing the innocent little boy begging to be treated like a whore. His dick swelled in the lad stretching his hole further still. "You're a lucky boy because you have got three Daddies' here" said Marc and Tom realised that Mateusz had come over to them. He was sniffing from a bottle of poppers and once he had finished he playfully ruffled Tom's hair. "Where do you want your third Daddy to put his dick?" asked Marc. "In my mouth" answered Tom quickly. Marc laughed "What do you say boy? Ask properly?" "Please Daddy" begged Tom "Please feed your big Daddy cock into my mouth" "FUCK" growled Krzysztof "It time for little bitch" and Tom felt him pull his cock out from his hole before smashing it back into him. Tom cried out in pain and Mateusz took the opportunity to stand on the sofa next to where Marc was sitting with the boy on his lap and grab Tom's head in his hands. He shoved his twitching wet cock into the lad's open mouth forcing it right down his throat. "FUCK YEAH" moaned Mateusz and he began to face fuck the little bitch. Tom's own moans and cries were muffled by the massive shaft pistoning in and out of his wet teenage mouth. Krzysztof had his huge hands on Tom's shoulders and was using his might to pull the boy down onto the two huge dicks that were inside him. The muscular builder began to drive upwards into him as hard as he could. Marc held the boy tight against his massive pec muscles. His arms were around the boy's waist and his biceps bulged as he hugged him tight. He began to thrust his hips upwards and he could feel his shaft rubbing against Krzysztof's as they alternatively ploughed in and out of the little cunt's tight pussy hole. "Take those dicks baby" moaned Marc "you take your Daddies big dicks" Krzysztof was wild. He only cared about getting off. The drugs had made it difficult to cum whilst driving him crazy with lust. He rammed his monster meat in and out of the boy as hard as he could. His great thighs smashed mercilessly against the little butt. The rubbing of his dick and smacking of his bollocks against Marc's was loud in the room. The three Daddies' were moaning loudly. Egging each other on as the dicks violated the little teenager. They drove into his arse and his mouth without stopping. Tom was held so firmly he could do nothing except take what his Daddy's were giving to him. The meth and the poppers had driven him crazy with lust and he moaned as the dicks tore into him. He wanted his Daddy's to give it to him so much. "I am going to cum, I am going to cum" cried Mateusz and he pulled his cock from out Tom's throat and began to wank it furiously. He used his other hand to grip the back of Tom's head. Krzysztof and Marc began to pound the boy as hard as they could. Their dicks smashing into him. Tom moaned and cried out his head back and his mouth wide open ready to receive Mateusz spunk. "FUUUUUUUCK" cried Mateusz and his nob head exploded as thick strands of Daddy spunk fired out his slit and coated Tom's mouth. Huge globs of it splashed across the boy's young face and into his hair. "AHHHHH, AHHHHH, AHHHHH" cried Mateusz as he shoved his cock back into the hot little mouth. He rammed it deep down the boy's throat allowing his spunk to dribble out and into the lad. "GOD" he cried before pulling his dick out and wiping it across Tom's cum coated lips. Krzysztof and Marc were still pounding the tight little pussy with stopping and Tom, the warm cum in his mouth and over his face, moaned loudly. "YEEEEEEES, YEEEEEEES" shouted Marc and Tom felt a great eruption in his guts as Marc drove into him with all his might and unleashed wave after wave of searing hot spunk inside him. "SHIT BITCH" he groaned and spat into Tom's face. His saliva mixed with Mateusz's cum and ran down Tom's chin. Mateusz laughed and Marc moaned in fulfilment. Krzysztof slowly eased off his pounding and Tom felt Marc slide out of him. "Lick his dick" ordered Mateusz as Marc stood up next to him on the sofa leaving Tom on his knees and Krzysztof still behind him with his dick imbedded deep to the hilt. Tom took hold of the huge black rod and put it in his mouth. Mateusz pushed his own dick against Tom's lips and the young lad took hold of it. He cleaned his Daddy's cocks with his tongue making sure to swallow every last drop of their cum. Krzysztof watched from behind him and when he saw that Tom had licked up all the creamy mess he picked up Tom by the hips and stood up being careful to keep his dick firmly plugged in the boy's arse. He carried him over to the sofa table and put him down on it so he was facing the mirror. Tom, on all fours, looked at his own reflection and the sight of the huge muscle stud behind him his giant hands clamped firmly on Tom's hips. "I going to fuck you now" promised Krzysztof and he began to plunge his dick in and out of the tight hole. All the time he fixed his gaze on Tom's in the reflection of the mirror and watched his taut hugely muscular body tense and flex as he pounded the teenager's cunt. Marc and Mateusz came and stood either side of the massive Eastern European builder and ran their hands over his chest and shoulders. Tom took the pounding, moaning and whimpering. He saw that Marc was pulling Krzysztof's nipples driving the huge man on even more. Mateusz had picked up one of the bottles of poppers and undoing the lid he held it under Krzysztof's nose. The hunk sniffed deeply and the poppers drove him wild again. He was a fuck machine. He pounded Tom's hole without any let up. The giant dick smacked into the cunt again and again. Marc's spunk still coated Tom's arse and Krzysztof's dick was lubbed up on it. It allowed the muscle God to drive into Tom without resistance. Tom moaned loudly as he watched the stud behind him high on poppers fuck him like an animal. Krzysztof took another sniff of the poppers then pushed Tom down so he was no longer on all fours and instead was lying on his stomach. The builder climbed onto the sofa table himself and began to pound Tom even harder. He could feel the spunk building and he drove on and on into his baby. "Get the Dildo" said Mateusz and Marc reached back to the sofa and picked up the large plastic object. He handed it to Mateusz who put it against the entrance of Krzysztof's hole. The powerful muscular arse of the builder was pounding up and down as he nailed Tom onto the sofa table. Mateusz pushed the dildo and felt the resistance of Krzysztof's own tight cunt. "YEEEEEEAH" growled the big muscle stud as he felt the dildo enter him and Mateusz pushed it in further. The dildo pushing into his arse sent Krzysztof over the edge and felt his massive bollocks tighten. "FUUUUUCK" he cried and he rammed his cock deep into Tom's cunt as his hot semen poured like a torrent out his nob slit. It flooded Tom's arse with thick Daddy juice. "AHHHHHHHHH" cried Krzysztof as he slowed his thrusting and let his dick empty. He slowly came to a halt and pulled out of the boy. Tom collapsed. "God, God" was all he could mutter over and over. Mateusz took hold of him and rolled him over. He laughed "amazing yeah baby?" "God" was all Tom could say and Mateusz laughed again. Krzysztof strode around to Tom's face. His body was glistening with sweat. He wiped his cock over the boys face. Mateusz still held the dildo that he had used to push into Krzysztof and he put it to the boy's lips. "Lick your Daddy's scent off of it" he told Tom and so the boy opened his lips and began to run his tongue over the plastic. Krzysztof put his own dick into Tom's mouth and the lad tasted his Daddy's arse and his cum at the same time. Suddenly Tom felt a wave of pleasure spreading over him. Marc had knelt down and put Tom's legs over his shoulders. He was deeply licking the cum out of the gaping teenager's arse whilst wanking his cock hard. "MMMMMMMM" moaned Tom over the mouthful of cock and dildo. Suddenly he felt his cock begin to spurt load after load of spunk. "Yeah baby" growled Mateusz as Tom's entire body convulsed as he covered himself in his juice. After every little drop had leaked out Marc stood up and the three men stood around Tom looking down. "Phew, fuck, that was hot. Lets shower" said Marc and led the way from the front room. "I will bring the dildo" said Mateusz. Krzysztof laughed and picked up his little boy. Putting Tom over his shoulder he patted his arse and carried him into the bathroom

At a hotel on business. Last night I posted on Craigslist that I wanted anonymous bb tops to come to my room and fuck me. Got 2 responses around 10pm. I taped the do not disturb sign across the door lock, so the door could just be pushed open. I turned off all the lights, except for the bathroom. I kept the bathroom door just barely cracked to give the room just enough light that he guys could find my ass on the edge of the bed. I lubed my ass and got on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed and waited. In about 10 minutes I heard the door open and footsteps toward me. I felt a finger rub the outside of my ass. Then slip up inside me. Then the finger was pulled from me and I could hear him kicking off his shoes and taking off his pants. Then I felt a hard cock pressing against my asshole. He grabbed me around the waist, as I took a hit of poppers. With one hard thrust, he pushed up inside me. His cock was about 6.5" and thick. He really pounded me. Grunting as he slammed in and out of me. Then I heard the door open again and more footsteps to the bed. Could hear shoes and clothes being removed. The first guy continued to fuck me as the second guy climbed up on the bed, pushing his 7" uncut cock in my face. I sucked him as he hardened in my mouth. The first guy quickened his pace and slammed deep into me as he let out a loud groan and filled my ass with his spunk. When he pulled out, the second guy pulled from my mouth and moved to the foot of the bed, slipping his hard cock into my ass. I heard the first guy dressing and leaving my room as the second guy fucked me. It didn't take long for the second guy to also fill my ass with his load. Without saying a word, he pulled out of me. Pulled his pants on, slipped on his shoes and headed for the door. I never did see who the first guy was. But I caught a glance of the second guy as he headed for my room door. He looked like he was in his late 40's, 6'2", 200. Loved taking both anonymous loads.

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

Although I've long to be a *true* cum whore, in the sense that my mouth and boy hole are strictly the property of my dom top, for him to use , abuse, share with other fuckers, and even to enhance his profits, I know that I'm not ready for it. But, I've always thought that if I ever could manage to make a long-held fantasy I've had come true, it'd serve as a kind of cum whore training for me. Specifically, my fantasy involves public gloryholes. Back in my college days, I used to love slurping horny random cocks on-campus, especially the times that I realized that it was one of my particularly hot frat boy classmates; whenever I started slurping their bare rods, I couldn't stop myself from taking 'em deeper down my gullet while my lips are stretched around their thickness. Of course, when they cum, I eagerly gulped it down, only leaving a bit in my mouth to taste while I licked their cocks clean. My fantasy, and really my regret, comes from two times when my random hornydawg wanted to be my random horny fucker, but I chickened out when they'd asked me to press my boy hole to the wall. Thus, my rape fantasy is to be forced by a dom sadist top to go through with it: He takes me to a bookstore with gloryholes, where he first makes me slurp strangers' cocks through a gloryhole while he plows me bare until he sperm lubes my hole. Then, while I'm cleaning off his cock, my sadist forcibly presses my cum slicked hole spread against the wall and holds me there, even as I struggle, until the first interested anonymous fucker comes to stab his raw rod deep inside. I should stop struggling against the wall after the first few random rods pump me full of cum. While keeping me spread, my sadist humilates me: Whenever my hole gets dicked good, he make me say aloud that I'm the kind of whore that don't want him to stop fucking, that I wants this anonymous raw cock to keep jabbing my hole, even if meaning I'm letting a unknown stranger's wads spurt in deep. Through it all, there's one cam underneath the wall to film how each and every random raw cock uses my hole until cumming, while my sadist's holding another cam pointed at my face to get my facial expressions and everything I say, my sadist ensures that if I don't obey as his property, this full vid gets released. Finally, after the first few gloryhole fuckers, as I'm being gloryhole fucked, my sadist quietly and randomly unlocks the booth door and opens to show my sluttiness to all the hallway horndogs, up until he choose one or three to join us in the booth to get sucked while watching my gloryhole fuck. I don't get to pull off the wall until my sadist decides he's got enough anonymous fuckers to use me properly.

Sorry, I'm just a smart ass at times. Couldn't resist.

Sorry about that Tiger, may have just got carried away there as actually quite surprised in a way that not poz as haven't had a condom used in me in quite a long time now. LOL

The fantasy involves first meeting a hot sadistic dom top at the bookstore, where he feeds me his fat rod while he rubs my sensitive nipples to make me insatiable for dick, and as other horny dudes put their cock through the gloryhole, he switches back and forth to make me suck some of the gloryhole cock too. When he's rock hard and spit lubed, he just stabs his raw rod deep inside and rape my hole raw rough while he's pushed my face to the gloryhole, and I'm made to suck anonymous horny cock until each one spurts my mouth full. After my dom top use my hole for his pleasure enough to let his sperm wads spray a thick coat over my boypussy walls, I'm pulled off whichever gloryhole cock I'm sucking on, and he makes me repeat after him that true bottoms' holes belong to their top, to be used however the top wants, while he's fingering my cummy ass. Suddenly, he surprisingly flip me about, quickly force spread my cheeks, and press my open boycunt to the gloryhole while I struggle, as he tells me he'll be training me to be a true bottom by passing around my hole. I'm forced to stay pressed up tightly against the wall by his arms, until suddenly an anonymous horny fucker's raw cock slides up my hole. That's when I realize my sadist top's filming my facial expressions with a camera phone and he's also put another one on the floor in front of the gloryhole to video how every raw random cock rapes my pussy until they shoot inside, before the next guy stabs his bare dick deep in my used cunt. As I'm taking the gloryhole fucking, my sadist top's continually rubbing my sensitive, hard nipples to force my uncontrollably quivering and spasming anal walls to tighten and milk every gloryhole fuckers' raw dick until I feel that pulsing which means they're spunk is filling up my ass. Starting with when the first gloryhole guy impaled my raw boypussy, my sadist top's making me describe out loud how it feels to let each anonymous guys gloryhole fuck me raw. While filming how I'm forced to admit I'm such a cock starved whore that I'll let random guys raw gloryhole fuck my hole because my top's ordering it, and since only whores lets guys use their holes simply because their pimp said so, I've become undeniably my sadist top's cock slave. So much so that while the random fucker's bare rod's slamming into my pussy harder and harder, my sadist top films me saying that while I loved to suck gloryhole dick, I've never let myself get gloryhole fucked because I was afraid, but getting my hole used this way feels so good that I don't want it to stop fucking me... even though it means it'll cum up my guts sooner. Hell, as his pumping speeds up, my sadist top makes me loudly state that I'm begging this anonymous cock to cum in me. Then, as expected, while I'm being fucked by the next gloryhole top, my sadist top's feeding me his cock. Then, when he wants to, he actually open the booth door to clearly show everyone how slutty I'm being, even waving in some of the hotter hallway guys to get their dick sucked alongside his, while I'm taking the gloryhole fucks good. As the hallway top gets sucked to fully hard, my sadist top spun me around to let his bare cock to forcefully stretch open my used cunt, while I continue to slurp both my sadist top's rod and the next gloryhole cock. After taking load after load after load, as fresh sperm leak down my legs, my sadist top finally allows me to stop taking raw gloryhole cock, saying he'd picked a number between 12 and 20 which I've reached. In addition, he'll be putting the combined video of me being a pass-around gloryhole cock whore on xtube for all to see. I beg him not to, but all he says is that the video's getting posted whether I like it or not. But, if I follow orders as his whore, get pass-around to whoever he commands, even being blindfolded and sling fucked, he'll minimize how much my face show up and blur out top of my features. That's how I start being made to satisfy the pleasure of tops as a good bottom should. If you want, you can text me at 4152360784

Part 3: Three Generations I remember the first time I met Ricky. I was only a few months into eighteen and overwhelmed with the freedom of being able to drive and it didn’t take long before I started meeting guys on bbrt and A4A. Having lost my virginity not too long ago and greatly inexperienced, I was at first reluctant to meet many men online. I guess I was a good high school boy. I did, however, exclusively fuck raw. I knew of the dangers, which were beaten into me in sex ed, but from the moment I touched my first cock, I knew. Was I scared of getting HIV and diseases? Of course, but over time I realized what I loved so much about bareback sex and getting creamed: my hole was made to pleasure a man’s dick, and soon my hole became my identity. When a guy knocks me up, I feel alive, the same way being in love makes other people feel alive. In that moment, he was fucking my hole, which gave him pleasure he couldn’t get from his hand, boyfriend, wife, whatever. When a guy seeds me, he marks me – it’s only natural. The more cum I received in my cunt, the more I became addicted to sex. I soon realized the intimacy I felt when creamed wasn’t because of the connection it consummated between me and the horny guy who’s getting his rocks off. It’s the connection between man and hole. It wasn’t long before I discovered the bathhouses. I would always get fucked there for two hours or so but run out of stamina. It was then when I met Ricky in the steam room, and he knew I had potential from the moment he laid eyes on me. He promised me if I went home with him and a few of his buddies, he’d show me a more fun time than I would even have at the baths. There was no talk or debate over who would take my ass next. I was free for the taking, and everyone knew they would get their turn sooner or later, even seconds if they paid Ricky another five bucks. A skinny old man, must’ve been around 60 years old, lined up to my ass. He might have been a stud at some point, but he certainly was no longer. He had what could have been a handsome face, but with his thinning gray hair, heavy mustache, light beard, and rotting teeth, you could tell crystal meth and AIDS had gotten the better of him. Maybe I’d turn out like him someday, or maybe I’ll be dead first. With the way Ricky was making me work overtime, I’d be lucky to have a decade left. “Tom here is one of my most loyal customers,” Ricky said. “I give him a special member’s discount. Since Tom is a big crystal supplier, he gets you for free. Whenever he wants.” “Mmf,” I moaned in acknowledgement as the gray daddy was still fucking my throat. I couldn’t even see Ricky with his hairy balls suffocating me and blocking my view. My jaw was already in pain from sucking the daddy’s dick. A well of saliva gathered in the back of my throat. I was unable to swallow with daddy’s fat dick penetrating my throat three thrusts a second. While daddy fucked my face as it hung lifelessly off the side of the sling, Ricky knelt next to me and whispered, “Oh, and he’s got a viral load like you’ve never imagined. You know why I’m gonna let this old perv knock up your pretty twink pussy?” “Mmmmf.” “Because I own that pussy. And I own you, the useless piece of flesh attached to it. With this, you’ll understand... that I can do anything to you.” More laughter and cheers at Ricky’s declaration of ownership. Tom smelled like a mixture of piss, ball sweat, weed, and cheap cigarettes. He smelled like a homeless man who hasn’t showered in days. I heard him unzip his baggy denim shorts, which dropped to the ground, and the tip of his dick tickled my ass, now heavily lubed with cum cocktail. “Mmmm, so smooth,” he said. His voice was soft, creepy, wanting, horny... the kind of voice you’d expect a dirty old man who feels you up in a bathhouse would have. He moved his coarse hands over my feet and down to my smooth, flexed calves. His dick entered. His head wasn’t as thick as Jeremy’s, but it was so warm. My ass now had a light burn from Jeremy’s abuse, but it was loosened and easily swallowed Tom’s dick. And my meth high rocked me once more as I felt the indescribable pleasure strike through my body. My eyes rolled back into their sockets and I teared up. It was my body’s only way to react to the sheer pleasure as Tom’s dick kept sliding into me slowly. It didn’t seem to end. His dick wasn’t thick, but it made up for it in length. It must’ve been at least 9 inches. The head of his dick must have passed the end of my rectum and gone into my intestinal tract, because it felt like his dick was bisecting my body. He hit a spot that hurt, and it kept going even further. It went so deep it felt like it was hitting my heart. I wanted desperately to see the dick go inside me, but the grey daddy’s dick was still in my mouth. At this point, I knew why Ricky didn’t let me eat after lunch; I would’ve thrown it all up by now with the way these men were using my holes as if I didn’t have feeling in my body. I had gagged so much, thick wads of spit erupted from my mouth onto my face every time even a pocket of air appeared between my mouth and daddy’s dick. His balls were covered in my spit too, as they would drip down onto my nose as he plowed my upside-down face. When he pulled his dick out to allow me a few quick breaths, I could feel it hot and sticky on my face. Tom started to thrust. “Unh, haven’t cum in six days boy, I’m gonna make you overflow with my seed.” My head was spinning. My body was on fire, my heart racing from the high. When I closed my eyes, I felt like I was on a rollercoaster, all the time with big cock filling me from both ends. I could feel my whole body. Every part of me tried to open wider to take more. My feet flexed, unable to cope with the pleasure of the warm, sticky manhood violating my flesh. My legs tried to spread wider open, my arms reached out and I felt dick. However, I was too high and wired to even focus on jacking them off. With the way my body was rocking and how I was trying to desperately breathe, suck dick, relax my jaw, and focus on the cock bruising my insides, I couldn’t even begin to do anything else. Tom’s pace quickened, and he moaned as I moaned. The sling was swinging back and forth. Whenever my pussy pulled away from one cock, the other cock would hit my throat, and I would gag. Whenever the cock in my mouth pulled out just to the head, I got half a breath, and got impaled on the python fucking my ass. Gramps, the patriarch, fucks the pussy, impregnating the sacred hole where the sperm nests and his virus and perv DNA can grow inside of me, feed off of me, and be loved and nurtured by me. Meanwhile, Dad, the discipliner, takes the helm and fucks my mouth to make sure his boy is filled to the brim with dick. Slosh, slosh, slosh, goes my ass as Gramps’ balls smack my ass. “Grrarg, uurg, mmmf!” I gag as Dad’s dick mercilessly plows my numb face. On one side, cum squeezes out of my ass and trickles down my crack as Tom’s manhood churns the butter. On the other, the spit flies out of my mouth as the grey daddy digs for oil. In between is me, too high to even remember how I got there, how I ended up between these two pieces of meat that my whole existence revolved around. “Cream that slut boy with your dirty old spunk! I bet it’s thick, creamy, and yellow like spoiled milk!” cheered Jeremy, the bald man in the polo who fucked me first. The other men, always spurred on by his words of encouragement, cheered Tom on too. Their voices pulled me out of my abyss of cock hunger and I remembered where I was. I remembered there were 11 unserviced cocks in the room sand that I was nowhere even close to being done. I remembered I meant nothing to these two men who fed their cocks to me and, due to my complete inebriation, meant the world to me. I didn’t know how long they’d been fucking me (ten minutes? an hour?) but Jeremy put me back in my place. These men would cum inside me, wipe their dicks off with my body, and go back to their lives, whatever that might be. Ricky would probably go back to his drug dump of an apartment and smoke more T and Tom would probably sneak into bed with his wife, and they wouldn’t spare me a second thought until the next time they wanted to fuck me again. “Yeah, FUCK that ass! Come on!” “Give that cumrag his death sentence! That’s his master’s wish!” “Degrade him!” “FUCK HIM!” “Man, hope he’s not all loose and shit once it’s my turn!” “Oh man, Rick. Sure he’s not for sale?” “Has he passed out already?” “Who cares? Keep fucking him!” “SHRED THAT CUNT! YEAH, MAN!” “Wow, that’s hot! CREAM THAT SLUT!” “Yeah, right in that dirty, cum-filled pussy!” “I think our toy has deserved a little booty bump after this tag team, dontcha think?” My heart jittered with excitement. Even though all Jeremy did was remind me I was trash, I had to thank him. Reminded of my purpose, I was suddenly filled with motivation and tightened me ass and my wrapped my lips tight around daddy’s shaft. “Ohhhh!!!” Daddy pulled out and spewed two thick shots of cum on my face, mixing with my spit to create a thick white mask that almost completely covered my face. It got into my eyes, which stung like a bitch. Just now I realized my eyes were bulging open the entire time. I reminded myself I was going to get even higher, and soon I’ll be too fucked up to even feel pain. Two cold hands on my chest. Those rough hands belonged to Tom. I looked into him, his black, dilated eyes looking back into mine. With that, he roared like he was going into battle. I normally don’t feel a guy shoot in me, but I felt something go deeper inside me than I had felt in ages. Tom’s AIDS stick fucked my stomach and trembled violently for a full twenty seconds. I felt not one, not two, but six powerful, thick, squirts of that toxic spoiled milk shoot far past his nine inches and strike a part of me so deep it definitely had reached far beyond my ass canal. It instantly gave me a cramp. “OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! FUUUUCK!!” Tom moaned, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. “FUCK YEAH” “FUCK, THAT WAS HOT!” “HOLY SHIT!” “POZ THAT WHORE!” “WOOOO!!!!” A chorus of cheers burst among the men. I knew I wouldn’t have to get tested. I had just got bred with a full carton of the most potent, thick, creamy, and dirty cum of my life. Continued in Part 4

Part 2: The Predators Start the Feast You might think Ricky doesn’t give a shit about his boys, but in truth, he loves them. That’s why he always fucks his boys last after everyone else has gotten their turn, impregnating the wasted body he owns. He kisses me like a romantic lover, protects me like a father, and fucks me like a master. But business is business; he’s a dealer in holes and the customer is always right. And he makes sure his property knows his place. He walks over to me slowly, and the men part around me. My moaning slows to a hurried pant, and I slowly realize from my daze that Ricky is approaching me. He gently pulls me to him by the throat, and I look up into his dark, loveless eyes. My mouth hangs open, my eyes wide with fear and excitement. His square jaw, sharp, dark features, and deep frown glares back down at me. Bending down to meet my lips with his, he pours the bong smoke into me. It’s still so thick that I cough instantly, my lungs not fully recovered from the monster hit I just took. I was getting worried about how high I was getting, now not fully able to walk and my body feeling too relaxed and tired. I was still outrageously horny, thirsting for more hands, more tongue, and some cock... but I also wouldn’t have minded just falling asleep in the sling. “Yo Buster, come give this boy some uppers,” Ricky said, still holding me. I leaned in on him. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway, and I rested my face against his hairy chest. Two large hands with thick fingers clutched my ribs and glided down to my ass, where his grip tightened. And then I felt beard on my crack and just the cold tip of a tongue tickle my hole. I moaned as my arms and torso crawled with goosebumps from sheer pleasure. Buster was a large black man, about the same size as John. He had a stern, unsmiling face, nipple piercings, and wore a leather harness. He was the real deal. Ricky turned me over to him. Buster took off my wifebeater and wrapped my left arm with a tourniquet. My heart raced as I felt my arm tighten. The guy rimming me stopped and guided me to a small stool. I sat down slowly. Just now, I realized that the men in the room had closed in on me a little. The jock handed Buster a syringe. “All loaded. Trust me, there’s enough T in that to keep the little bitch awake all night and maybe all of tomorrow night too,” the jock said, chuckling. Buster tapped the needle and gave it a small pump. My hole twitched. Alcohol. Cotton ball. “Make a fist.” I have a huge, plump vein running all down my left forearm that bulged when the alcohol smoothed its way over. Buster aimed the needle straight into it, pressing it just enough to get a bit of blood swirling back into the point to make sure he struck gold. I was now fully awake, my heart about to beat out of my chest. The moment before the slam never stops getting exciting. My eyes were fixated on the point and his movement. Buster pressed down and slowly released the chemical solution into my blood. Once it was cleared, he unbuckled the tourniquet, which snapped off instantly. The blood went straight to my face and the chemical taste hit my throat as well as a coughing fit as harsh as the one from the bong. Wow. I was truly in heaven while in hell. Everything, everything in the whole world and all of the parts of my being condensed and was swallowed into a tight black hole between my legs. I felt incredible as I felt the devil’s energy rush through me and I quickly climbed into the sling, spread my legs as wide as I could, thrust my head back and unleashed a huge sigh of relief. My legs and smooth body suddenly looked incredibly sexy to myself, and the men around me were handsome hunks that exuded a musk of intense sexual desire, ruthlessness, and sadism. Each and every one of them wanted to breed me, letting their warm seed churn inside me and maybe even impregnate me with a virus. I wanted to offer my pure, youthful body to the degrading ritual about to befall me. “Look. At. That. Boy!” one of the men groaned, unzipping his pants. “Should we give him a booty bump before we start? I just love seeing this slut get FUCKED up! Look at him squirm trying to get his legs into the stirrups!” “Nah, we don’t want him to overdose.” “The fuck do you care?” “You break it, you buy it,” Ricky said calmly. “Do whatever you want to him, but if anything happens to my hustler, you’re all gonna owe me a lot more than $20.” I was all the more turned on knowing what I was worth. $20 barely covered the drugs. My holes were being rented out for much less. The men put down the pipes and the bong. They were ready to get the party started. I heard a collective sound of zippers from all directions. The stench of their cocks and balls filled the room. Some were well-trimmed, others were hairy. Some were quite small, others were as big as Billy Glide’s meat. My heart beat as fast as a racehorse in anticipation of my first cock. Incredible how meth can make even your resting heart rate this high. The guy who called dibs on me earlier was short (maybe 5’5”), stocky, bald, and wore a tight polo around his muscular body. He looked like he’d be one of the funny guys at the office, and I recognized his voice as one of the more verbal ones talking dirty about me to the other guys while I was getting fucked up and groped. His cock was average size, very well-shaped, and clean-looking, a good one to loosen my hole up and keep it warm for the others. He grabbed my ankles and lifted them onto the stirrups. The sling was actually very wide and my legs strained to be spread so far apart. He rubbed a few drops of lube on his dick and around my hole. My hole was being stretched too, and I could feel a cold breeze against the opening. “Mmmm, bon appetit,” he said as he pressed his mushroom head against my sticky ass. The pink lining of my ass instantly expanded and swallowed his meat as I felt an indescribable pleasure strike through my body. Then, he slammed his dick into my body and I felt it stab through my guts. I yelped and my body instinctively bucked, but I was held in place by the sling. And then, I could only feel pleasure as every single nerve in my body became its own sweet spot, and I begged for him to keep fucking me. “YES!” he yelled triumphantly as his balls hit my ass and the tip of his dick struck the deepest corner of my rectum it could reach. He sounded kind of like an avid fan screaming when his team scores a goal. The other men hooted, woofed, and cheered him on. The guys were now relaxing while jacking their dicks. Some of them lit up cigarettes and smoked while they watched the guy fuck me. “How does that hole feel, man?” “Aw man,” the guy fucking me groaned, pulling back out and this time gently thrusting into me, savoring the friction between his cock and the insides of my pussy. “So... so tight! I don’t think I can last long!” “Look at him,” John sneered derisively. “He’s looking up at you with those puppy eyes. You better show him no mercy before he thinks you’re makin’ love to ‘im or somethin’.” I realized I was almost in tears from pleasure, every cell in my body worshipping his cock and the feeling of it inside me. While he fucked me, he was a God to me. My entire existence was for his trivial pleasure. “Oh, we’re not making love,” he said. Suddenly, his pace quickened and he started fucking me ruthlessly. His dick jammed into my sweet spot over and over again and my toes curled and uncurled. The sling shook back and forth violently. “OH, OH FUCKING GOD! OH! OH! OH!” I cried. My dick was entirely soft from the drugs. Slosh, slosh, slosh. Each thrust made a sound like his penis was grinding meat. And it was – he fucked me like he was trying to hurt me. He probably was. “Someone shut the bitch up and stick a dick in his mouth!” A middle-aged man with grey pubic hair and a massively thick cock slapped my cock with his face. I opened my mouth wide, stuck out my tongue, and panted like a dog wanting food. Then, he slid his dick down his throat. And further and further down he went, until his dick actually hit the chemical tasting part of my throat. I was about to have a gag reflex as tears instantly welled up in my eyes and my throat churned loudly, but he slid his dick out just in time. Just as I was about to gasp for breath, the top leaned forward and thrust so deep into me that it felt like he hit my stomach. The drugs completely numbed me to the pain and all I could feel was an intensified orgasm in every nerve. The top’s cock stayed there, throbbing, then brutally thrust in once more. Suddenly, the inside of my ass filled with heat, and I felt thick wads of hot cum spill out of my ass as he stabbed me a third time. “OH! OH GO-,” I screamed in, but before I could finish, the grey daddy shoved his cock into my mouth and muffled my screams. As the top slipped his dick out he spat on me and said... “God can’t hear you now.” The men howled with laughter. “Next,” Ricky said. Continued in Part 3

They're great. Especially because they love BB most. But I love em cause they're thick and fill me up!

OK- he has the youth vote. But I would much rather take on the US - fuck- ANY-- water polo team. Those guys are rugged, solid muscle - not the pretty gym muscle the gay elite sport- and all the cock and ball grabbing and squeezing underwater of their opponents-- those guys are already over the fence and into the gay zone ! I have been trying to find footage from those underwater cameras in the water polo pools- but there doesn't seem to be much out on the net-- and US TV has only shown very brief shots- I guess the producers in the control booth are too afraid to show what these men are really up to under the water line