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Yes! My gifter and I tag teamed a guy about 3 months after i pozzed up. He converted quickly, had bad ass fuck flu. He got what he wanted before his 29th birthday. i solo gifted a 24 y/o hot, hung, uncut tatted latino dude also. He wanted it as well. He has added a biotat to his collection.

When I see the next guy step up to the glory hole, I look up, and I see him looking over the wall at me. Through the glory hole, I notice that he’s in full leather, wearing codpiece pants, with a very large pouch. I’m definitely interested. He unsnaps the pouch, and out flops a very big, thick cock, which he pushes through the glory hole. I immediately take it in my hand, and start sucking on it, as it grows a lot thicker and longer (9” long by 7” around?). Soon, I’m just pressing my mouth up to the glory hole, and letting him fuck his big cock in and out of my throat. Suddenly, he pulls back, and walks away. “Damn ! I really wanted that load down my throat.” I figure that I’m not going to see a better cock than that, so I walk away and head into the restroom, where I guzzle down the rest of my potent chem piss, then I repeat the process of adding a Tina shard to the empty water bottle. This time, I pour a little G into the bottle before I pull out my dick, and refill the bottle with more of my chem piss. Then, I decide to give the glory holes another try. While keeping an eye on the glory hole, waiting for another cock to appear, I turn around to see the various other men at their individual glory holes, doing their duty. Then, I notice the man in full leather, whose cock I had just been sucking, coming down the steps from the upper level, and he walks right toward me, a big smile on his face. “Nice chaps,” he says, as he places his hand around my waist, and casually squeezes my bubble butt ! “Plus, you’re one hell of a good cock sucker !” Just as I’m thanking him for the compliment, he gestures toward the glory hole, right behind me, and I see an even bigger cock (10” long by 6” around?) ! “That’s my partner,” he says to me. “How about sucking his cock while I fuck you ?” All I could manage to say was, “Yes, Sir !” Partner number 1 unsnaps his codpiece pouch, letting his big cock flop out. I immediately drop to my knees, and suck him until he’s hard. Then, I remove the bottle of “Gun Oil” from my vest pocket, and I squeeze his stiff cock as I rub the oil all over it. He asks me if I have poppers, and I say that I don’t, so he reaches into his pocket, then hands a bottle to me. I take several big swigs from my chem piss / water bottle, then I take two good hits of poppers, and turn my attention toward the glory hole where Partner number 2 is waiting for me. I start sucking his cock, and he’s definitely a mouthful, and getting bigger, all the time. Partner number 1 wastes no time shoving his cock into my hole, and I automatically spread my legs and bend over a little. This causes a problem because, now I ‘m not standing tall enough to suck Partner number 2’s cock. Partner number 1 takes charge of the situation, motioning for Partner number 2 to follow us. In another room of the club, there’s a bench that’s nicely padded, and covered in black leather. The best part is that it looks like it’s just the right height for what we have in mind. Partner number 1 tells me to climb onto the bench and lie on my back, with my head hanging off one end of the bench. Perfect. With my head hanging off the end of the bench, Partner number 2 steps up and slides his big cock into my mouth. Partner number 1 joins me on top of the bench, and pushes my legs up and back. He tells me to take a big hit of poppers, then he shoves his cock into me. Man, there is no better sensation than flying high while two hot leather men with great big cocks fuck both of my holes, and at the same time ! I hope they’ll keep this up all night. They stop only long enough to switch places, and let me gulp down half of my bottle of chem piss and G. Then, they go right back to assaulting my holes, as I moan loudly. Another large group of men is gathered around us, most of them with their cocks out, stroking, as they intently watch the action. Partner number 2 (with the 10” cock) likes to force it all the way down my throat, and I have to hold my breath until he decides to pull it back out. A lot of times, he fucks my throat, and I feel his big cock head bulging in my neck. Finally, but too soon for me, both of the leather men can’t hold off any longer, and their big cocks erupt, blasting their hot loads of cum down my throat and deep in my ass. When we’re finished, I feel like I’m so exhausted that I can hardly stand. One of the leather men gives me a card, with his phone number on it, and tells me to call him so that we can get together again. Again, all I can say is, “Yes, Sir !” Because I’m wearing bare assed chaps, I have no pockets, so I slide the card inside one of my socks. Taking load numbers 11 and 12 was fucking incredible ! After that wild, intense session, I feel like I need to rest for a few minutes. Besides, the club appears to be slowly emptying out, so I know that it must be getting late. In the break room, I takes gulps of my bottle of chem piss and G, and I stare at the porn on the big screen TV. In walks this guy who I’ve seen in the club, maybe a hundred times, and he always gives me the creeps. In the past, he was always grabbing at me, but I guess he finally got the message that I wasn’t interested. One thing he does have going for him is his huge dick. The only reason I know is that I’ve seen other guys sucking his cock through the glory holes. As he gets a cup of coffee, I quickly leave the break room. Taking another tour of the club, I uncap my water bottle, and guzzle down all the remaining chem piss and G, stopping off at the restroom, to refill the bottle. In another part of the club, there’s are 2 slings hanging side by side, and I decide it’s as good a place as any for me to take a break. Instinctively, I mount the sling the same way I always do, leaving a few inches of my ass off the end, my feet in the stirrups, and my legs up high and spread wide, completely exposing my hole, the standard invitation. There are hardly any men walking around the club, now, and except for the pounding rhythm of the music, there is no other sound. Suddenly, I see the creepy guy with the huge dick walking by. He looks over at me and stares for a few seconds, squinting. I have a feeling that we must be the only two guys left in the place, and I guess that the only reason he’s still here is that he hasn’t gotten off, yet. For some reason, he turns his head and looks in the opposite direction, as if he’s afraid he might get caught doing something he shouldn’t be doing. He looks back at me, but still stands there, not moving. Then, I guess he finally decides to take a chance. Now, my brain is feeling really spun, all the chem piss and the G completely taking control. My insatiable hole is twitching wildly. It doesn’t care that the big guy is creepy. All it wants is COCK. So, I have no choice in the matter. I don’t notice him walking toward me. It seems like he just suddenly appears at the end of the sling, with his pants open, and his cock and balls out. DAMN, his balls are huge, too ! I lean forward and massage his cock with “Gun Oil” until his cock is rock hard. Then, I lay back in the sling as he takes a couple steps closer. I gasp when he shoves hard into me, then continues to push deeper and deeper until his cock head is banging up against my inner ring. He takes very long strokes, fucking me hard, and slamming into my inner ring, almost every time. While the creepy guy with the huge cock is fucking me hard and fast, an employee of the club wanders over and says, “Almost 4 o’clock, guys. Closing time.” Creepy guy stops fucking me, but he doesn’t pull out. I can tell that he’s trying to decide what to do. But, I decide for him. I lean forward, grab onto his hips, and pull his cock all the way back inside my ass. That makes him snap out of it, and he starts fucking me, furiously. I’m alternating between gasping and moaning, but loving every second of his huge cock turning my hole inside out, with every thrust. When his entire body starts spasming, I know he’s ready to explode, but he keeps right on fucking me, blasting continuous jets of cum into me, again and again and again, until his huge balls are completely drained. Not so creepy guy packs his huge dick away and hurries out of the club. I pull my feet out of he stirrups, and lower my legs to the floor. Feeling a little delirious, I make my way to the coat check and retrieve my motorcycle jacket. As I walk to my car, I feel a steady stream of cum running down my legs and soaking the inside of my chaps. Holy fuck ! Lucky load number 13 was incredible !

Discovery - as told by Brandon We’d been very happily married for a little longer than three months but I suspect we were both missing a bit of variety in our sex life. For me experiencing bareback sex with Ben was starting to lose its novelty and I was starting to think of having someone else sink their pole in my ass. (With a condom of course) Particularly as I like getting fucked by big uncut dicks and Ben’s six inch cut dick not quite fit the description. I had been away on a business trip and the Friday evening I got home Ben suggested that it might be fun to have a threesome. He had met up with his college roommate and fuckbuddy Sam who he had not seen for about two years and they talked about “all sorts of things”. We talked about it for a while, where to find guys, the “agreement” and all sorts of things like that. He even suggested that “maybe Sam would like to play” and “Sam mentioned another couple in the neighborhood that plays around”. Nothing specific came out of the conversation, but the sex we had that night was particularly good. Somehow the talk of threesomes must have stimulated both of us. Usually on a Saturday morning we would spend a lazy hour or so in bed with our first coffee of the day and end up fucking. This Saturday was different. Ben said that he had a lot of stuff he needed to do and after a quick mug and a shower he was out of the house. I thought nothing of it. He returned just in time for our Saturday afternoon nap. I was horny as always and I woke a little before he did. Actually, I probably woke him as I rolled in behind him and started grinding my already hard cock against his back. As he woke he groggily muttered. “I guess I’m going to get fucked now.” “Yeah, then you are going to fuck me. I missed getting fucked this morning.” I rolled him onto his back, lifted up his ass with a cushion and spread his legs giving me access to his hole. As I moved my face down towards his anus to give him a good rimming he stopped me and guided my mouth to his hardening dick. It was odd. Normally Ben loves me rimming his ass. He loves me sucking his dick as well but he had never before guided me away from the one towards the other. I was curious enough to ask “You don’t want me to rim you?” and he answered somewhat hesitantly “No, I want a blowjob instead”. I wondered if there was something he did not want me to find out. I went down on his cock and started working him over while starting to open him up with first one finger, then two, then three. (Not that his hole really needs opening out with the amount I fuck him) I surreptitiously stuck a finger in my mouth and tasted. I swear I could taste cum mixed in with his ass juices. Normally it only happens if I fuck him twice in one session of sex. I was pretty sure that someone else had fucked him raw earlier in the day and left a load up his chute. That was against our agreement but I found it strangely stimulating to know that he was walking around with someone else’s cum inside him. I spat on my hand and slicked up my cock. I moved forward and started pushing my way in. I looked closely at his face and saw a momentary flick of panic as my meat slid easily into his slick cum lubed hole. He knew that I knew but he did not say anything. I rammed him mercilessly slamming so hard into his ass to that he uttered a little grunt of pain each time. Cheating little slut was all I could think. Have some sex on the side was one thing but bareback was completely against the rules. I normally cum quickly but my aggressive fucking and the thought that a stranger had loaded him up earlier made me cum almost immediately. I added a massive load to the cum already in his colon. I waited a few moments before pulling out and rolling onto my back. “Now it’s your turn to fuck me.” He grabbed the lube, slicked up his cock and rolled me onto my side. He slid in behind me and was soon probing my hole with his drooling cockhead. I was so hungry for his dick that it slipped in easily. Ben put his arms around my chest. While he was slowly fucking me he was nuzzling my neck and sucking on my earlobe. One of his favorite positions to fuck and I was not going to object. I found myself strangely excited by the thought that he had stranger’s seed mixed with mine brewing in his bowels he fucked me. He was obviously highly stimulated as well as it did not take long before he was firing a massive load up my chute. As we lay there on the bed with Ben’s slowly softening dick still in my ass he mentioned Sam again. “We should really both get together with Sam for a threesome. We would have a really good time with him.” I did not say anything at first but thought to myself that he had probably had a good time with Sam earlier in the day. “Yeah! I’d love to fuck your ass after he has. Your ass was so slick today it felt like sloppy seconds. Did you lube up before our nap.” He looked at me with a deer-in-the-headlights expression. “Um. Ah. Yeah. Pre-lubed.” He thought a few seconds longer before adding. “With that new lube that looks like cum.” Yeah right, I thought to myself. I got to travel a lot for work over the next month or so and between this and that we never got the threesome worked out. Every couple of days Ben would mention it, whether in person or on the phone. He kept referring to Sam and the other hot couple Matt and Josh that were in the neighborhood. He made a rather cagy reference to meeting them at Sam’s and that they were really hot guys. There were a few more times during that period that his ass seemed as if it had been well fucked and fully loaded. He also started wearing a new swimsuit around the house. A typical swimmers cut brief but with a difference. The white spandex did not have a lining and I can only imagine how see-through it got when wet. Ben told me that a friend of Sam’s who has a team had a few spare suits and gave it to him. I could not imagine what sort of swim team would wear a see-through swimsuit, and I could not help notice the TeamBB blazoned across the back. Team Bare Back perhaps? Then Ben came down with a mean case of flu which put paid to any ideas of amorous encounters with strangers for a while. No sooner had Ben started feeling better than I got it. It was the worst case of flu I ever remember having. While I was sick and feeling so shitty I spent a lot of time online surfing for porn. I spent a lot of time looking at bareback sites as I have always found bareback porn more stimulating than condom porn. I joined some of the bareback hookup sites and looked at profiles of local guys. One caught my eye, BBSam4Fun. The zip code and description fitted that of Ben’s college buddy Sam. He listed his status as “don’t know, probably poz” and what he was looking for as “My place or yours, load up your hole or mine, the more cum the better. Status does not matter, just don’t tell me.” Also BBSam4Fun posted quite a few tales in the “my last load” section of the site where he had his profile. There were some really hot posts where Sam described his exploits including one that pretty much defined his attitude to life. “I was at my friends M and J for a fuck fest. They introduced me to a really hot friend J2 dressed in a black latex outfit with a biohazzard logo in red on the front. I could not keep my eyes off his massive bulge and when he stripped down and I saw what he was packing I knew he had to fuck me. He had a massive mushroom head on his 9” uncut dick. After fucking me and leaving a huge load in my ass I returned the favor. Then we both fucked the hosts, leaving a load in each. The day ended with first B and I double fucking J2, and then M and J double fucking him. He knows how to take cocks.” “J2 and I have become regular fuckbuddies. He loves my 10 incher in his hole almost as much as I love his mushroom head filling my ass. J2 says he is thinking of getting a nice discreet tattoo, on his crotch.” Then there was another post that really started me thinking. “I introduced my new bareback fuckbuddy B to M and J. B is really hot. About 5’7”, blond and blue eyed with a really muscular lean body covered with blond fur. Yum. Who would have thought that such a cutie could turn out to be such an unrepentant cum-slut. M and J started with their usual game of pretending to use condoms, but B quickly turned that around and took all our loads. Actually six loads, two from each of us. B has a boyfriend who doesn’t know he is getting fucked and taking loads.” I also found a profile for BBcpl4loads, a couple “in the neighborhood” who seemed to fit the description of M & J. What made it all start to fit together was a blog posting that they made on the same date as Sam’s fuck fest reference: “We had some hot guys over to fuck yesterday. Since we are into gear, one of the guys wore a black latex outfit with a biohazzard logo to show off his newly diagnosed status. I got fucked by his fatheaded 9” uncut dick. The other guy is a regular fuckbuddy. He says he does not know his status but is probably poz. Matt got loaded by his 10 inches. Also uncut.” I began to wonder about all sorts of things, but kept my thoughts to myself. Suspecting that Ben was having unsafe sex with poz guys is one thing, knowing for sure is another. Plus if it was true it was probably too late to change the inevitable. So I decided to snoop around on the net. His old profile on A4A was still there under BentBoy with some subtle changes. 30, 5’7” 135 lb 30w. Swimmers build. Dark blond, brown eyes. Some body hair. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Just a fun loving guy looking to hook up. Oral is fine but if we hook up it ends up with someone getting fucked. 6”, Cut, Versatile, Anything Goes, Don’t Know. Prefer meeting at: Your place. But on one of the BB hookup sites I found a rather new profile for BBBoy that seemed somehow familiar. 30, 5’7” 135 lb 30w. Swimmers build. Dark blond, brown eyes. Some body hair. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Just a bareback loving guy looking to hook up. Oral is fine but if we hook up it ends up with someone getting a load up their ass not their mouth. 6”, Cut, Versatile, Anything Goes, Don’t Know. Prefer meeting at: Your place. Cummy ass. TeamBB speedo. A new BB profile suspiciously like his old one that now showed his status as Don’t Know. It seemed pretty obvious that Ben was cheating on me. Not because he was screwing around behind my back because we had agreed that was OK, but because he was obviously doing it bareback. And then there was the unseasonable flu. I had barely started to feel better when Ben raised the question about threesomes again. This time I gave him a positive response. “Sure, that would be fun. I cannot remember how long it has been since I was the meat in a sandwich. Since you brought it up, you go and find him for us. Remember, safe sex only.” Whatever happened I was going to watch him very carefully.

Ben Cheats with Sam – as told by Ben As much as I love Brandon I love variety in sex and love getting fucked bareback by a big dick. Really, bareback is the only way I like it, which is why I was on PrEP when I met Brandon. I fucked around raw so much before I went on PrEP that I am surprised I never got sick. We had only been married about three months and I was already ready for another guy’s dick in my ass, preferably raw. Brandon had left on Sunday afternoon for a one week business trip. Realizing that we were out of beer I ran down to the local liquor store for a six pack. To my surprise and delight I ran into my old college roommate who had recently moved back to the neighborhood. Blond haired brown eyed muscle hunk Sam. Brandon’s 8 inch dick is amazing but Sam’s 10 incher is the biggest I have ever seen (or had fuck me). Sam is uncut, just the way I like it and he had fucked me often while we were in college, always with a condom. He always pulled out to cum, pulling off the condom to jerk off over my ass or belly. I longed to take it bare and to take his load deep up my chute, but he would have none of it, always insisting on protection. We spent a few minutes standing between the rum and the bourbon catching up on all that had happened in our lives in the few years since we had seen each other last. I could not help myself looking. Sam was even hotter than when he was in college. He had obviously been working out and was tanned and buffed. His tight jeans left nothing to the imagination and I kept looking at his bulge. He noticed. “So you’re married huh?” “Yes.” “But that doesn’t seem to stop you from eyeing my meat. Looks like you want it!” I looked at him with lust. “Yeah. Brandon and I have an agreement. Sort of a don’t ask don’t tell arrangement. We can fuck around as long as it is safe and we don’t have to tell each other. Since it’s only been a few months I have not done anything yet. With Brandon out of town I have not had a fuck for days.” I looked at his crotch again. The bulge was becoming more prominent. Sam was obviously interested in a replay of those nights in college. Sam was not quite ready to respond to the hint. “Well, I guess you’ll just have to go home and jerk off to that bareback porn you love so much. That way you won’t be cheating on your husband.” “Actually, I was thinking more on the lines on what we did in college: Drink beer, listen to music and then do what comes naturally.” Sam grinned “Yeah, remember those days? We fucked a lot. You used to try and get me drunk so that I would forget the condoms and fuck you bareback! I never did give in to you, did I?” “Nope” was my response. “And now I am married with an agreement to abide by.” Sam chuckled. “Yeah! Of course. I also have my rules, just not an agreement.” He paused and looked hard at me before continuing. “How about this: We grab some beers and go to my place. My condo is only two blocks from here. Then we can catch up on old times, drink beer and see what happens.” He looked down at the growing bulge in my pants and said “Based on what your pants are telling me I’ll take that as a yes.” We each grabbed a six pack, paid for it and headed out into the street. Sam was not kidding when he said his place was close. He told me not to bother moving my car and we were unlocking his front door in less than five minutes. So convenient, a bit more than a mile from our house! His condo was sparsely furnished as he had only recently moved in, but it had all the necessary stuff. We sat down in the living room and each of us cracked open a beer. We discussed old times and old friends and what everyone was up to. The talk was getting more and more sexual and I could see that he was getting aroused, and I was getting uncomfortably hard in my tight shorts. Sam stood up. “I’ve gotta piss. Beer is starting to work. Be back in a minute.” As he walked out of the room I marveled how good his muscular ass looked in his tight jeans. While Sam was gone I looked at the Porno DVDs lying next to the DVD player. When we were in college he refused to buy or watch any bareback porn unless it was “Pre-Condom”. Judging from the titles his tastes had changed: “Truckstop Bareback”, “Bare Gloryholes”, “Bareback Cheating Boyfriends”, Cum Loaded” and “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted”. Not a condom movie in sight. Sam returned carrying a couple of hand towels, a bottle of lube and some condoms. He placed them on the coffee table near to us. “I brought some supplies, just in case we decide we need them.” he said with a smirk. I had thought the whole idea was that we were going to fuck so we did need them! He grabbed “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted” and put it in the player. “He turned to me with a grin. “This is one of my favorite porn movies. I love the guys’ attitudes. They’ll take anybody’s dick in their asses.” We grabbed our beers and sat back on the couch to watch the movie. The move was set in an abandoned warehouse. Guys entered one by one and soon the stars were sucking dicks and rimming asses. The movie had barely started when Sam went down on my dick. He was still as good a cocksucker as he had been in college. I watched the movie while he worked on my dick. Quite a few of the guys in the movie had biohazzard tattoos, and soon the fucking started. First it was the biohazard guys fucking each other, and then they started randomly fucking the other guys. Sam stocked sucking and motioned me to go down on him. It was wonderful to get my mouth on his massive cock and taste his ample pre-cum after so many years. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the movie had got to a scene where three bottoms in a line were getting fucked doggy style by three tops with biohazard tattoos. Unlike many movies this one actually had the actors speaking. While I was deep throating Sam’s massive dick and working his foreskin with my tongue I could hear the tops talking dirty were saying how they were going to load the bottoms with their poz cum. Both Sam and I were rock hard by this time and he was leaking copiously into my hungry mouth. He eased me off his dick and looked at me “Ready for some real action? I want to taste your sweet ass.” I got up and went down on the couch on all fours. Within seconds he had his face in my ass crack and was greedily slurping on my hole. I relaxed my muscles and he thrust his tongue as deep as he could go. I was drooling profusely by now leaving a slick puddle on the leather of the couch. This did not last long. “On your back” Sam ordered. I watched as he reached across to the coffee table and grabbed the bottle of lube and a condom. He squirted some on his hand and then worked one, two then three slippery fingers into my greedy hole. “You ready for this? I know you want it SO BAD.” He said with a grin, squirting some more lube onto his hand and slicking up his rock hard cock. He wiped his hand off on a towel and then lined up his drooling cock with my hole. Then he did something unexpected; he ripped open the condom packet and rolled the condom over my dick while slowly pushing his way in. There was a brief spasm of pain as his massive meat entered my chute and then extreme pleasure as his bare dick stretched my anal walls and started to slide up into my ass. “I know you’ve always wanted me to fuck you raw.” He said as he thrust in balls deep. “But I always played safe, never did what you wanted. Now I only fuck and get fucked bareback. But you can tell your husband you wore a condom when we fucked.” I burst out laughing, which just made him fuck harder and faster. I had forgotten how well he fucked and I was extremely turned on by his tight muscular body as he thrust deep into my gut. I put my hand on my sheathed dick but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “NO. I don’t want you to waste your cum. It belongs in an ass; my ass.” He was so turned on by the thought of fucking me bareback at last that he did not last long. “Oh fuck yeah. Fuck. I’m close. You always had the best hole to fuck but this is so much better.” With that his dick started to spasm and he slammed his crotch into my ass as he started to unload his seed as deep as possible in my colon. “Breeding your tight ass good.” He thrust hard a few more times spewing his load into my hungry cunt. It was really hard to not cum hands free in the condom as the experience was so intense. He remained deep in my gut for a few moments before he spoke. “Fuck yeah. That was hot. And I know you are so ready to cum that if you stick it in my ass you will cum even before you are all the way in. I nodded in agreement. He withdrew his still hard member from my ass and went down on his hands and knees. “Eat my ass before you fuck me” he ordered “Get it good and sloppy so we don’t need lube.” His anus was not the same as I remembered it from college. No longer a tight pucker, his puffy ass lips relaxed to reveal a gaping hole. Sam had obviously been fucked a lot since we had been together in college. As I thrust my face into his tangy crack and slid my tongue into his welcoming hole I heard him say. “Yeah, like it? Not as tight as I used to be because I love getting double-dicked. I can take it real easy now.” I gave a muffled affirmative as I tasted cum in his hole. So he had already been fucked today. He obviously knew what I was thinking. “Yeah, Matt and Josh loaded me after brunch this morning. You’re going to have a slick ride.” His ass was now nice and wet so I got ready to fuck him. I still had the condom on and my dick inside was slick with all the pre-cum that I had been leaking. I pulled it off and lined my fat cockhead up against his ring. As I slowly pushed in I got a thrill from finally getting to do something that I had wanted so many times in college; Get my bare dick in Sam’s needy hole. Sam was moaning with pleasure as I slid it all the way in and past the inner sphincter. I started thrusting slowly, pulling almost all the way out and then slamming all the way home to get as deep as I could. Sam sighed.” Fuck yeah, you have no idea how many times I wished your dick was bare when you fucked me in college”. When he said that it took me over the edge and I rammed him balls deep and started loading up his ass. “Fuck bitch, I’ve wanted this for so long: Seeding you good and hard.” In that instant a long held wish came true for both of us. We rested for a few minutes taking in the moment. As I pulled out of Sam’s sloppy hole he joked. “Wrong porn movie. Should have been the Bareback Cheating Boyfriends. One of my favorites. Except it should have been husbands.” As we were getting dressed I asked Sam what had changed his mind about barebacking. It was quite by accident he told me. “About a year ago I met this really hot couple for a threesome. They said they always fucked each other raw but we agreed that when I would fuck and get fucked it would be safe. It did not work out that way and I am sure they planned it like that. We had all fucked each other at least once, me with condoms and Matt and Josh raw with each other but none of us had cum yet even though we had been close a few times. Matt was fucking Josh while I was sucking him. He turned to Matt and said I sucked better when I was being fucked and next thing Matt slid his bare cock out of Josh and slid it up my ass. No condom this time and slick with Josh’s ass juices. It felt so fucking good. Matt must have been really close because he only thrust a few times before I felt his dick swell and he started dumping a massive load in my hole. Then Josh said that since I could not catch anything from him that I could not catch from his boyfriend he wanted to fuck me raw as well and he did. Well, that did it. It felt so incredible that by the end of the evening I had seeded them both and each had bred me twice. They admitted afterwards that they liked hooking up with safe-sex only guys and converting them to bareback in the heat of the moment. I never used a condom since and I must have been bred by more than a hundred guys. Matt and Josh go as bbcpl4loads on the internet.” I wondered about the risks Sam had been taking but I still wanted him to bareback me again. I guess I should have still been on PrEP even though I had never been as good about taking it regularly as I had been about taking loads.

This is a story inspired by a video post I recently watched (and spunked over bigtime!) ********************************************************************************************************************************* I recently changed the pizza place I use for takeaways, and to be honest I was glad I did, the first evening I ordered something I had a fucking stiffy in my pants after seeing the delivery boy, cute short ginger little muscled fucker with a wide smile and a peach of a bum in his shorts that I gazed at longingly as he walked away from my door. Though I could tell he was a little intimidated by a very large black man each time he turned up to deliver pizza he was friendly and chatty. In time he stayed to chat on the doorstop and I gathered that he was a bit dumb and as he giggled one evening, saying he could smell weed, I surmised he was a bit of a stoner. In addition, from the way he looked at me it gave me a hint that maybe fancied me a bit, but maybe a bit shy or intimidated to follow through. My time came late on a Friday night when I got in from work, showered, put on a robe and ordered a pizza. I was watching a bit of porn whilst smoking a joint and idly playing with my semi-hard cock when the buzzer rang. I was waiting at the door when the lad came up the stairs. He was definitely not himself, in fact he looked a bit teary. I asked him what was wrong and he explained that he had just been given a bollocking by his boss. "Awwww, fuck man, that's a bummer. He chew you out big time eh?" The lad sniffed, responding "Yeah, fucking bastard he...." Then he suddenly stopped talking, and just stared downwards. It was then I realised my robe had fallen open. I laughed, saying "Haven't you ever seen another man's cock before?" His face was almost as red as his hair and he mumbled "Of course," but I noticed that he licked his lips. "Hey, when you finish, why don't you come around we can have some beers and some weed." His eyes lit up as he asked "Really? You want me to come and hang out?" I smiled, answering "Sure, kiddo." When he turned up later that night I was ready. I was delighted to see that he even turned up with his own beer. A few beers and a few joints later I asked him why he was so shocked to see my dick earlier. He blushed furiously and stammered-out this answer: "I've never seen a black man's cock before." Naturally I laughed, asking "But you have seen a man's dick before, eh boy?" He nodded somewhat shyly so I pressed harder "Have you sucked one?" God, I almost burst when he nodded blushing bright red again, but picked-up on the thread, saying "Hey, nothing wrong with that boy." He visibly relaxed as if he had let out a big hidden secret. I smiled and pushed the line of question a bit further, asking "Been fucked?" He almost spat his beer out "No!" I laughed, commenting "Well, never say never." Then I pulled-out my meth pipe, lit it, and took a hit. All wide-eyed, he asked "Whats that?" I exhaled, smiling at him, answering "Primo shite, kiddo. Better than weed." He watched me take another hit, and screwing-up his courage, asked "Can I try it?" I casually smiled, and answered "Of course, my boy." I packed the pipe nice and heavy, and then walked over, sat down next to him, handed him the pipe, and as he looked a bit unsure, I told him what to do. He took to the pipe like a baby to its mothers tit, inhaling deeply and then laughing as the hit took hold. "Fuck, that's good." He started to sweat a bit so it was easy for me to get him to take-off his top. His body was even better than I'd anticipated - he was very pale shade of white, smooth-skinned, and very muscled. I re-packed the pipe and handed it to him. As he blew clouds I felt his big pecs and tweaked his nipples. His eyes now glazed over, I put one hand behind his head, pulled my robe open with the other, and felt no no resistance at all as I pushed his head down, his sweet boy mouth opening-up and finding my big hard cock. As he sucked my bulbous cock head I pulled the back of his shorts down and rubbed his muscled ass. Then, as he groaned in pleasure, I took a hit myself and then pulled him off my dick, went to the bathroom leaving him, and, as I was now in for a busy night, I popped a Viagra and slid a nice thick chrome cock ring around my meat. When I came out of the bathroom I was fucking blown away that he was kneeling on the bed taking another hit of Tina through the pipe. Noticing his eyes were completely glazed, I took the pipe off him and with no resistance from him I twisted him around so he was kneeling on the edge of the bed. I gave his back a little shove and he went forward so his chest was on the bed and his arse was high in the air. I rubbed his white arse gently and he groaned as his boi hole puckered. I held him with one hand while I lined my cock up with his unlubed boi pussy, and pushed-in slowly, teasing his hole with my dickhead. His hole resisted at first but each time I applied pressure, the tip of my dick would spread his little white hole a little more. Then around the seventh thrust, his hole spread and my cock head popped inside. He made a little 'Uuuuhhhh' noise, so I rested for a moment enjoying the view of his little white hole obscenely stretched round my fat black dick. I rubbed my hand over his back soothing him as I pushed gently forcing his hole to accept more of my cock deeper into his ass. He moaned and groaned a bit but didn't resist as my cock penetrated deeper in to his inexperienced ed boi cunt. I stopped at the halfway point, rubbing his back telling him "Oh baby boy, you doing so good." He groaned again as I again applied pressure, pushing another couple of inches inside him. His hole felt so tight round my dick and I was delighted when I reached under him to find him playing with his little hard dick. As I started to fuck him gently I loved the way his hole stretched out with my pull out thrusts and him making 'Uh uh uh' noises as my dick slowly pushed in and out of his ass. "Little boy, you love that big black daddy cock, don't ya boy?" He gave a garbled "Mmmmmmm" again, but then it was not a rhetorical question on my part. I resisted the urge to really rough fuck him, as I wanted his introduction to anal sex to be mutually pleasurable, and besides, the night was young and there would be plenty of time to rape him later. I withdrew my dick from his hole, and he groaned, which prompted me to grin as I inspected his ass lips, finding his little ring was completely puffed-up. He moaned again as I slipped my cock head back in before his hole could close I murmured "Don't worry, baby. Daddy's not finished with your arse - not for a long time yet." He literally sighed as I penetrated deeply into him. His hole was learning fast and though the boy would definitely have a hurting boi pussy the next day, for the moment he was flying on the chems and loving his virgin hole reamed out by my big black dick. I started to fuck him a little harder with no complaints from him, just a lot of little yelps and groans of pleasure which the sensations in my dick mirrored, I shifted forward so I was now kneeling on the bed, with my dick buried to the hilt in his hole I reached forward and grabbed him by his ginger hair pulling him up so he had to use his hands to steady himself. "Look in the mirror boy" I snarled, his eyes focused on the mirrored wardrobe by the bed. He gasped as he saw the reflection of himself being fucked by a big black man old enough to be his grandfather. "Oh, god" he cried as I picked up the pace, plunging my dick into his now red swollen boi pussy. "That's right, little white boy. Watch yourself being corrupted." His groans grew louder but his eyes stayed glued to the action in the mirror. My balls started to tingle as I felt my spunk boiling in them, aching for release. "Fuck yeah, boy, Daddy's going to breed you boi." My dick started to swell and though I held off as long as I could, I knew it would not be long, "Daddy's going to get you pregnant boy, pregnant with my poz babies." His eyes widened and he gurgled with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Soon my dick swelled more and then I blew volley after volley of my seed deep into his guts, and exactly at the same time he shot his load so hard that some of it actually hit the mirror.

I was on Grindr this morning and got a message from someone that was extremely close by. Turns out he's staying in the same hotel. He simply said, "R U INTO ANON FUCKING?". I replied back, "FUCK, YEAH!". He asked for my room number. I gave it to him and told him to just push on the door. I'd have it fixed so he could just come in. The room would be dark. I asked if he wanted me on my knees, to suck him first? Or did he want me ass up on the bed. He said, "Ass Up". I quickly closed the drapes. Turned off all the lights and stripped. There was just a faint light coming through the edges of the draperies to give a soft light in the room. You could make out shapes. But not see faces unless up close. I kneeled on the edge of the bed. With my bottle of poppers in hand, I waited to hear the door open. In just a few minutes, that wonderful sound of the door opening and closing was heard. I took a couple of strong hits from my popper bottle as I felt him feel my ass and rub my asshole. I heard him removing his pants. Then felt his mouth on my hole. He licked and slid saliva up inside my hole with his tongue. Then I felt his cockhead press against my hole. He grabbed me around the waist and pushed up into me. Ahhh.....It felt great sliding into my hole. He felt like he was sliding 6 or 7 inches into me. It had a nice thickness, too. Best of all, he was rock hard. His Grindr profile said he was 29. Not a word was spoken, but he pounded me hard and deep for about 6 or 7 minutes, until he finally slammed deep into me and filled my gut with his load. He just as quickly pulled out, pulled up his pants and left my room. All without a word spoken. I never saw his face. Or any other part of him. I loved being filled with the hot cum of someone I have no idea who he was.

This is a follow-up or continuation of my post about my vacation Pig vacation for an athletic jock bttm whore. A few weeks ago I was on vacation in Ft Lauderdale from a Wednesday to the following Friday, so more than a week, and I planned to have sex most of the time. The first Wednesday night out I had ended up at a sex club bottoming for all kinds of guys, servicing any and all who wanted action. I was one of the few guys there under 30 and at 5-8 and 150, I got lots of good hard use. I met John, a top who watched me and encouraged me towards the end of the night and as we were all getting ready to leave around 4am, he barked at me, "So boy, you look like my kind of pig slut. You gotta be anywhere? Work? Poz? Neg?" I told him, "Nope, got a flight next Tuesday so available all weekend. And just tested neg." We continued to walk out and he said, "Follow me" and got on his phone, "Hey it's John. Gotta good neg bottom for you. Yeah he got his ass used good. Took loads from everyone here, all the biggest dicks. Yeah, even Derrick. Cool. I'll drop him off. Gotta rest for work tomorrow." Arriving at his car we got in and he started questioning me about where I was staying and my limits. I told him I had a ratty hotel room in a bad section of town and that I couldn't set any limits and would try to service tops as best as I could. "Good boy, we're going to have fun. Such a hot little slut. I'm going to drop you off at a buddy's place where you are gonna service him and his friends while I sleep and get ready for work." He drove quickly over the empty morning streets and continued, "I'll pick you up in a few hours on my way to work and drop you off at the bathhouse. I'm gonna make sure your hot cunt gets used constantly. Nothing better than seeing a nice hole like your's get turned inside out and gaping big. Love that. Will even make sure you get fisted several times a day for the next week." "Yes sir" I said and thought Oh fuck. I prided myself on having a hole loose enough to easily take any cock any time, but still tight and enjoyable for tops. But knowing my place was to obey any tops, I couldn't disagree and knew it would happen eventually anyway. I knew I was destined to get used hard so might as well have fun doing it. We were driving now on a slummy street with lots of little run-down houses with cars and car parts littering the yards and into the streets. We pulled up to the dumpiest house on the still dark street and John said, "Strip. And leave your wallet and phone with me. Go inside, Mike is waiting." I looked at him and hesitated and he asked, "You want this, slut? No going back. I want you to submit entirely and you know you want it. I saw how you were servicing EVERY cock in the club. Licking your ass scum off the fingers and cocks that came out of your ass. Saw you with your head in the nasty filthy club toilet while you were getting fucked in the bathroom. Like a good lil piggy." He was right. I pulled off my shirt and thumbed my mesh shorts and jock over my sneakers and put my wallet, phone and room key and made a pile the floor his car. He said, "Sneakers too." and glanced at the clock that read 4:40 A.M. and added, "I'll be back to pick your sorry ass up around 11 A.M. Now get going." I shut the door and padded up barefoot to the house where a thick tattooed muscle bear opened the door. "Get in here, naked pig slut. Prepare to be used." And he added, "Fuck hot pig" while looking me over like a peice of meat. "Follow me." I followed him back to a playroom with a couch and coffee table, sling, bench, tall butcher table and lots of toys and things I didn't recognize. MiIke pushed me up against a wall and said "Spread 'em. Let me see that hole. Yeah that's right, full of dirty cum. Nice." As I stood, spread and slightly bent over, he dug around with his fingers and coated them with some of the cum deposited and leaking from my ass and pushed his fingers to my face and I sucked them and tasted the dirty cum. "Good boy. Now grab that dildo and sit on it in front of the coffee table." I looked at the giant dildo he was referring to and shuddered. It was the kind that sat firmly on its own on the floor. "Your gonna fuck yourself with that while you suck my dick and we party." As he sat down on the couch, I grabbed the giant dildo and moved it onto the floor in front of him. As I maneuvered the dildo, I used my spit and the cum deposited in my ass as lube and squatted over the giant dildo in front of Mike, who got comfortable on the couch and prepared a glass pipe and lit it. I was still working the dildo in, pushing the wide head against my battered and sore hole when he pulled me to his face and blew his smoke into my mouth. I saw what was coming and exhaled prior so I'd have plenty of room to take in his smoke. Soon my ass gave way and I sunk down on the dildo. I repositioned my legs from my feet to my knees and Mike said "That's it. Take it all the way down. Keep going." I sank almost all the way to the floor, taking at its thickest point, probably about four inches wide. I leaned forward a little bit to take his thick pierced cock into my mouth while trying to keep my ass moving on the dildo. I'm not a huge fan of dildos but I was high and loved the full feeling and wanted to please Mike. I slobbered all over his hot dick and my hands roamed around his thick tatted muscles. Mike prepared a popper rag, spraying liberally and covered my face with it. Pressing it hard, he said "Breath it in bitch, I want you in heat." My head was soon spinning and he reached under me and started to shove his sharp finger-nailed fingers into my ass along with the giant dildo. I was soon a pig possessed. "Fuck yeah, ruin my hole, tear it open." I rode the dildo harder, battering my hole against his fingers. After a while, Mike lit up his pipe and we continued our high. I'm not sure how much time had passed while I fucked my hole raw and deep before Mike found another dildo, even wider with brutal looking knobs all over it. While I was working the new dildo in and out of my hole, high as a kite, I heard more voices and realized more guys had arrived. Before I had a chance to see any of them, I was pushed up against a wall and a nice big hard dick slipped easily into my hole.The guy man-handling me was much bigger, 6'3" or more and I had to stand legs straight for him to be comfortable in my ass. With his dick still deep in my hole, he directed me around back over to the dildos I had had deep in my hole and the new guy said "I wanna see the piggy clean off the dildos he's been using. Looks like lots of ass juice and flavor there." Naturally I did my best to scarf up the juices covering the dildos. The room was rather dark but I could definintaly taste blood from my hole. The new guy was fucking me harder, "Fuck yeah, I'm gonna breed ya neg pig boy" and I felt his cock jerk and spasm in my ass. Hours passed as they abused my holes and I tried to service their cocks and soon I could tell it was well into Thursday. I hadn't slept all night, my throat and ass were battered and sore, I didn't have any clothes, ID, wallet or phone and was completely dependent on John. Mike and his friends had all cum at least once and I was cleaning off some cock. I had been partying enough that I was up for anything. John arrived and came into the party room and said to me, "Let's go pig, you've got more cocks to service" and threw my mesh shorts at me. I slipped them on, thanked the guys, and followed John out to his car. The hot Florida mid-day sun warmed my naked shoulders and I laughed to myself how high I was and how slutty I felt on a random Thursday morning. I got in the car and put my sneakers and shirt on and John handed me my phone and told me to go online and put an ad out saying I'd be at the bathhouse all day taking all loads, anything goes. He also said he put the word out and knew at least two guys would be there to use me. As we drove to the bathhouse, John said "I've got rules for you, boy. I'm gonna drop you off at this bathhouse and you are going to do your best to service anyone. You are not allowed to cum, and you aren't allowed to rest. If you aren't servicing cock, you are on the move, looking to service cock." Further, he added, "And you are to eat all the cum that is deposited up your ass - in front of others, if possible. I'll be back at 6 P.M. to pick you up. Then I've got plans for you. By the way, what is your hotel room number?" As I answered John, it occurred to me I hadn't eaten or slept in more than 24 hours, but it also occurred to me I was still feeling the effects of partying, so it was not surprising I didn't feel hungry or tired. He handed me enough money to get in the club and my ID and I got out of the car and went into the club. I won't go into detail, but the bathhouse had a few people coming and going, enough to keep me busy all day. By the end of the day I was dragging, hungry, sore and tired. I managed to get a few loads and shit them out and eat them. At one point I actually did have to shit but fortunately my hole seemed to pass it pretty well without getting too shitty. The next couple of fucks after that still seemed to be pretty clean and free of shit stink. At 6pm, John pulled up and I got in his car and he said, "I heard you did good, pig slut." He handed me a butt plug and said, "Plug your hole with this, don't want you leaking all over." "You can thank me later but I was busy today making arrangements. We're gonna go over to your hotel room and you are going to entertain some guests." We got to the sleazy motel, the kind with walk up rooms from the parking lot and went up to my room. John had grabbed a bag from his car and opened it up and ordered me make sure I cleaned off the plug and ate all the cum out of my ass and then ordered me to clean out my hole. So I cleaned out and he told me to strip and lay stomach down, ass up, on the bed. After my hands and feet were secured, he put a blindfold on me and a ball gag in my mouth and pulled my dick and nuts below me and bound them up securely away from my body and exposed. Then I felt him writing something on my back that I learned later was "Pig" and "Anything goes." He found my bag and went through it. I hadnt packed much, another pair of shorts, bathing suit, a couple t shirts, jeans, razor and toothbrush. I hadnt had a chance to brush my teeth or shower or shave but he was tying me down to the bed anyway. I heard him gather up our stuff and he left. I laid on the bed with anticipation and it wasn't long before my first visitor came. I felt his hands feel my body and squeeze my package and my hardening dick. He climbed on me and slipped his hard dick in and fucked and unloaded. There must have been 7 guys but I lost track of time and count. Being in that position for hours and already tired, I slept a good portion of the time and even found myself waking up while a guy had already been fucking me for a while. Kind of embarrasing but I was exhausted. After a few hours, my balls were throbbing in their binding and getting cold and painful. John finally came back in and untied me and said, "Get a little rest pig? Hope so 'cause its 10pm and time to go back out. That's how its going to be for you. You'll be servicing men 24/7." As I got up off the bed I looked for my bag to brush my teeth. "Sir, can i brush my teeth and get a shower before we go?" I asked John but he answered gruffly, "Do you think a pig like you gets to shower or brush? Absolutely not. Better get used to filth because its only gonna get worse piggy. I don't give a shit what happens to you and the more I see you submit, the more I want to see you suffer." I swallowed hard and felt the start of a sore throat, maybe the start of an infection. Normally i would gargle to get rid of it but knew that was not an option with John. He added, "You are a real slut pig that I plan to see get used up this week. Its only Thursday and i got your ass for more than a week yet.You are gonna be so depraved and disgusting you'll be wishing you never met me." I knew he was right, but I was loving the attention, being used. John was ready to go. Fortunately he untied my balls but only to be replaced with a rubber cock ring. I put my jockstrap on over it and the same muscle shirt and light colored mesh shorts I had been wearing the previous day.he gave me two gatorades and told me to drink half of each, one had already been opeend and had a funny taste. We walked down to his car and he drove towards the leather bar, also in a crappy neighborhood. A few blocks from the bar, he stopped the car and told me to leave my wallet and phone and just take my cash and I was to walk to the bar from here. He gave me diretions and added, "Don't forget slut, you can't turn anyone down. And a new rule. If anyone cums but doesnt cum up your ass, you are to gather it up and stuff it up your cunt." Ah fuck, I thought! I had $80 on me at almost 11pm on a shady part of town dressed in a practically see-thru pair of mesh shorts and a muscle shirt cut low on the sides. I got out of the car, my cock pushing prominently through the front of my shorts and John drove off. I started walking in the direction of the bar and it wasn't long before a guy stopped me. He was a tall black or black and hispanic mixed guy and pretty young, maybe 18 but not more than 20. He told me to follow him and I walked behind him as he led me behind a building. "Suck my dick, faggot" he growled at me, so i got on my knees and opened his pants and pulled out his hardening, thick monster of a dick. While I was working over his dick, he was texting on his phone. Soon we were joined by another guy, who said, "Strip" so I pulled off all my clothes and kneeled in front of the first guy and continued to suck his dick. The second guy, an older black guy pulled on my hips so i stoop up while sucking and he spit on his dick and started fucking my hole. My sore and abused hole was getting battered again and this guy's thick cock would normally be causing me some serious pain but I zoned out and didnt care. Then they spun me around so I could blow the 2nd guy and the frst guy could fuck me.Soon they both came, one in my mouth, and the other in my ass and walked away wihout saying a word to me. I remembered John's new directive and spit the cum out into my hand and worked it up my hole. I picked up my clothes and put them back on and continued on the sidewalk. I walked for 10 minutes before a car circled around and a kid said to me quietly from an old Buick, "Hey. Hey come here." So i approached his car and he said, "Get in." When I opened the squeky car it was another 18 to 20ish black guy. He pulled out his dick as we pulled away and I went down to his crotch and sucked him. He pulled into a parking lot and he unloaded a nice hot load into my mouth. I looked at him sheepishly and gathered the cum up into my hand and reached between my legs and stuffed his cum up my ass. He said, "Oh you are a pig slut, huh?" "Whats your number, I could use a slut like you." I gave it to him and he ordered me out of his car and I continued towards the bar while he took off. It was almost midnight by the time I got to the bar and found John. I filled him in on my walk and I downed a couple beers. Having no food and an empty stomach, the beer went right to my head. John ordered me to take my shirt off which I promptly lost track of while we wandered around the bar. He knew some of the guys there and we chatted with a few. He talked about me to other guys, explaining what a slut I was. One of the other guys, Bill was telling John how much he wanted to see me in pain. John agreed that it was soon time for me to suffer. John said to me, "Bill here is a pretty extreme top, I think it might be best to wait until sunday or monday until you serve him, I want you able to service men for now. Bill will put you out of commission for a while." And Bill laughed and added, "And possibly even permanently out of commission." They both laughed andmy dick hardened but didnt get a chance to ask before someone else walked up and the conversation changed. John made me down a couple more drinks and we headed to the sex club. This time John ordered me naked and guided me around and decided who he wanted to offer my services to while making it known i would do anything. He picked out the biggest cocks without regard to age or race or status and the place was pretty busy with probably a hundred guys so from 1am to 4am I was fucked in various positions and on my knees servcing dozens of cocks. A couple of times we walked by a sling and he ordered me in and brutalized my hole with his fist and cocks and fingers and fists made there way into my hole as people gathered around to see me get used. I gathered that John was arranging for my "after hours" activities as I serviced guys. I heard disussions about me but couldnt tell what the points of the negotiations were. But I knew the club would empty out again around 4am and I'd be servicing men somewhere. At the very least, I'd be ordered back to the bathhouse. But it seemed John was talking at length with a particularly mean looking top in leather. My first hint at what was to come. More to come in another part...

the past couple of times I have been to the baths i cant make it 5 feet into the dark room before some massive cock is thrusting away in my ass. Very erotic.

I have always said there is nothing like BBC to give you a fuck you never forget

Sam Introduces Ben to Matt and Josh – as told by Ben It was late in the afternoon on the Wednesday after I met up with Sam again that he texted me. Sam: “Spoke to Matt and Josh today” Sam: “Told them about you” Me: “Told them what” Sam: “Told them we fucked and how good it was” Me: “Did you tell them we barebacked” Sam: “No. Thought it might be fun for them to find out” Sam: “They want to meet you” Me: “Sound like fun. When” Sam: “Tonight maybe?” Me: “Sure. I’m not doing anything” Sam: “They both want to fuck you” Me: “Bareback?” Sam: “What do you think?” Me: “Fuck yeah” Sam: “Cool. But maybe you can pretend to use condoms” Me: “Why” Sam: “Then they will try to stealth you” Sam: “Convert you” Me: “Convert me?” Sam: “To bareback of course” Me: “Aha. Games. My kinda fun” Sam: “They *never* use condoms these days” Me: “But how can we pretend then?” Sam: “With new guys they use them to make a point of losing them!” Me: “Oh. Mind games. Mindfuck” Sam: “Something like that” Sam: “Bring your smallest Speedo or your most revealing one.” Me: “?” Sam: “They have a hot tub. Into speedos and gear. We’ll probably start in the tub.” Me: “Cool. I will” Sam: “Meet me at my place at 6:30” Me: “I’ll be there” I spent some time thinking about what to wear. I finally decided on my ice-blue nylon swim brief. I loved the way it became see through when wet and I thought the guys might appreciate the look. I pulled on a pair of tight faded jeans that accentuated my ass and bulge and finished the ensemble off with a black t-shirt and sneakers. Sam was raring to go and met me in front of his condo building. We walked to Matt and Josh’s place. I was pleasantly surprised to find that they lived a few blocks away, about equidistant from our house and Sam’s apartment. As we walked the few blocks Sam told me more about them and what they were into. I really liked the sound of what I heard. Sam rang the doorbell and we waited a few moments before it opened. The guy who opened it was slim and dark, wearing a tight white t-shirt and well filled out faded jeans. I could not keep my eyes off his crotch and its ample bulge. He looked at me, and then Sam, and then back at me. “Hi. I’m Matt. And you are Ben I presume.” “Yup, I’m Ben. Sam told me a little about you guys. He says that you are always up for some fun.” He looked at me with a grin before turning to Sam. “Your fuck buddy is hot. Josh and I have been getting all worked up thinking about a foursome. No time to waste. Josh is already in the hot tub so let’s go and join him. It is at the back of the house.” We walked through to a secluded courtyard. The 8-man sized hot tub was in one corner and a really well built slightly older man was lounging in the hot water. He looked up at our approach watching me intently. As he got out of the pool to greet us I saw that he was wearing a white racer brief with no lining. I got a great view of his semi erect six inch uncut dick filling out the front of the swimsuit. The wet clinging spandex was so translucent that I could see his trimmed pubes and the small scorpion tattoo that he had on the right side of his crotch through it. We did a quick round of introductions while we all stripped revealing our swimsuits under our pants. Matt jokingly said that he had ordered a whole lot of these swimsuits from a team supplier, who could not understand why he did not want a lining. I got a good eyeful of Matt’s ample cock and then his bubble butt in his tight white swimsuit as he turned around and he moved towards the tub. There was a “Team BB” emblazoned in red across the seat of the speedo. I was had to say something. “Well, I can certainly understand why it has no lining.” As he sank back into the hot tub Matt shot back a response. “If you play nice and join our team you can have one of the extra speedos that I ordered.” I asked him somewhat cautiously. “Does BB mean bareback.” He laughed. “Of course not, we always play safe.” Based on what Sam had told me, I knew that they did not, and this was part of their game. Sam, Josh and I stripped down to our swimsuits. The sky blue nylon suit I was wearing was already showing a growing bulge and a damp spot where I had started leaking pre-cum thinking about joining “Team BB”. Sam was wearing a super low cut red bikini barely covering his crotch and ass. It was so low cut that his golden pubic hair was visible above the waist band. He saw me looking at it lustfully and quipped. “It’s Japanese. They like them low. I bought it on eBay.” And he turned around to show me that it did not cover the top of his ass crack either. Josh was also wearing a white BB suit with visible cum stains around his dick head and the seat of his speedo. Yeah right, I thought. Cum had leaked out of his ass and stained his swimsuit. Sam got in opposite Matt and I slid in between Matt and Josh and my ass had barely come to rest on the seat when I felt a hand on my crotch. Through the bubbling water I could see it was Josh’s arm. He said nothing but just grinned. Matt did not waste any time either and I soon felt him insert his hand into one of the leg holes of my speedo and move his fingers between my legs towards my anus. Sam was watching from the other side of the tub. Matt leaned over to kiss me while Josh pulled down the front of my swimsuit releasing my rapidly hardening cock. Josh started working my dick while he leaned over and nibbled my ear and Matt started working a finger into my hole. Josh whispered in my ear, loudly enough that Matt and Sam could hear. “I think Matt wants to fuck you.” Matt stopped kissing for a moment to respond. “And I know Josh wants to fuck you.” Sam lunged forward in the water and with his face only inches away from Matt and me and added. “And then I want to fuck you after both of them have.” Within seconds the four of us had our tongues and lips locked in a wet four way kissing fest. I noticed that Josh’s other arm was now down the back of Sam’s swimsuit, presumably making straight for his hole. Soon we were all kneeling in the swirling water. Since Josh was busy working his fingers into Sam’s and my holes, I decided to return the favor and had slipped my hands into Matt and Josh’s speedos. After all, from what Sam had told me they both liked to get fucked. My fingers found their holes and slipped in easily. Matt and Josh looked at each other and grinned. Sam said what we all were thinking. “I think Ben wants to fuck you both but we need to work him over first”. With that the three of them stood up and grabbed me, lifted me out of the tub and put me down on the large exercise mat that someone had thoughtfully placed alongside the tub. These guys did not mess around - they knew how to set up a fuckathon. Since I was the new meat in town the guys took control of the situation positioning me on my back. Sam pulled down my speedo and he and Josh went to work on my dick while Matt squatted over my face. I got a great view of his ass through the transparent while spandex before he pulled down the back of his swimsuit so I could give his muscular anus a workout. His hole reminded me of Sam’s - well used. He relaxed his sphincter and I was able to slide my tongue deep into his willing chute and taste the fresh cum that started to trickle into my mouth. I could not see the other guys working my dick but soon there was only one mouth. It was obviously Sam as I heard Josh say. “Keep sucking. I want to fuck you while you suck. You want that?” Sam withdrew his mouth long enough to say “Yeah” and then went back to slobbering on my cock. “I’ll grab a condom and lube.” Sam grunted the affirmative. I heard the condom packet being torn and lube being squirted. I heard Sam grunt and I knew Josh was sliding his raw dick up his ass. I knew for sure that condom never got rolled onto his dick. Matt lifted himself off my face and turned around so that I could suck his cock and I got a momentary glance of Sam getting fucked doggy style. Matt tried to distract me so that I would not see that Josh was fucking Sam without a condom. The way we were positioned meant that I could not see Josh’s dick but I was extremely turned on by the juicy slapping sounds of sex as I knew Sam was being fucked bareback and loving every minute of it. After a few minutes of sucking Matt’s dick and relishing the flavor of his copious pre-cum he looked down at me. “Now it’s your turn to be fucked. What position?” I responded “Doggie style, just like Sam.” Just like Sam meaning not only the position, but also without a condom. I got off my back and onto my hands and knees and faced towards the other two fuckers. Now I had a clear view of the action. Josh was still wearing his swimsuit, but had pulled his rock hard cock through the leg opening, and his bare meat was sliding in and out of Sam’s chute. I could also see the unused condom where it had fallen after being removed from the wrapping. Matt also kept his speedo on, but pulled down the front releasing his cock. He made a big show of getting a condom and surprised me by insisting that I roll it over his rock hard dick. I guess that was part of the game; get their willing target to be absolutely sure that they were rubbered up before getting fucked, so that they could stealthily remove it at some stage of the action. He then squirted a minimal amount of lube into his hand and smeared it on the latex; hardly enough for a good fuck. He moved around behind me and pulled down the back of my swimsuit before starting to probe my anus with his cock head. Even without a lot of lube it slid in easily. Having been fucked regularly over the last few days by Sam’s fat 10 inches, his very average 6 incher was no challenge for my chute. He started fucking me slowly, pulling almost all the way out and then plunging all the way in until his thighs and crotch slammed against me. Josh’s fucking of Sam had slowed down to the point that it had almost stopped. I guessed that he must have been getting close. Matt reached over to grab the bottle of lube. “I need more lube. You’re tight.” Well, I do know how to work my ass muscles, but he was just looking for an excuse for part B of his plan. He withdrew from my hole and fumbled a bit behind me. I heard him squirt some lube then he slid in again. Sam and Josh could see his deception and both uttered “fuck yeah” as his now bare dick entered my rectum. I had been fucked bare enough times to know the difference between latex and skin. I decided to play along with the game and see what his response would be. “You still have the condom on?” He slammed his dick hard all the way in before he responded. “Of course. What made you ask?” He thrust deeply two or three times before I answered. “Because it feels so good.” I answered truthfully. Perhaps because he thought he was getting away with his deception he started fucking me even more energetically and within a few seconds I felt his cock thicken and start to twitch as it started spewing cum into my greedy intestines. He stayed inside for a few moments and I noticed that Josh had pulled out of Sam and was moving towards us. “Matt, you’ve had you fun, now it’s my turn.” Matt’s dick was still hard as it slid out of my hole. Josh continued “Stand up, we are all about the same height, I want to fuck you standing up.” I stood up and Matt who was still on his knees started sucking my dick. Sam wasted no time and after lubing up his meat slid into Matt. Josh spent a moment looking through the handful of condoms and chose one very carefully. He made sure I saw him roll the condom over his dick before moving behind me and sliding it into my slick hole. He was grinning like the cat that had caught the canary because he thought I did not know I had an ass full of cum. He started fucking me slowly, sliding all the way in and them almost pulling out before thrusting in again. I felt him put his hand between us and I knew what he was going to do next. He gripped the condom while he thrust in deep and I felt the latex give way as the condom burst followed by the silky slickness of skin on skin. He picked up his pace. Now Josh was fucking me bareback getting close to giving me my second load while Sam was fucking Matt in front of us. “Time for a train; I want to fuck you Matt.” I said as I motioned Matt and Sam to turn around and stand up. They separated, moved apart and turned around. Matt was obviously ready for another round as his dick was rock hard and drooling pre-cum. He lined up his drooling dick at Sam’s pre-lubed hole and slid in balls deep. Then the two of them moved back until my spit slick cock was pressing against Matt’s anus. In an attempt to keep the illusion going he asked with a total lack of enthusiasm. “What about the condom? You forgot the condom.” My answer was to slam my raw dick into his well-used hole. “No point really, your boyfriend is still fucking me after he knows the condom broke and my ass is lubed with the load you shot up there. So now it is time for me to cum in your ass.” I did not last long and as soon as I started cumming it triggered Josh to start firing a massive load up my ass. Sam was the only one of us who had not cum yet. He suggested that we each get a beer, wait a few minutes and have another round. Sam got sloppy thirds, then sixths after Matt and Josh had each fucked me a second time. I got to load up Josh’s gut after Sam fucked me the first time. I got six loads that night but I thought it strange that all three of them made sure I got all their loads, and no-one else. As we were leaving Matt made a rather strange comment, but one that reminded me of something that Sam had texted me. “I hope we converted you tonight.” Josh interrupted suddenly “to bareback of course” and looked at Matt with an angry expression. Matt took it in his stride and continued “If not, feel free to come back for another round.” With that he gave Sam and I kiss and we walked out the door. After the incredible session with Sam, Matt and Josh I decided it was time to remind Brandon that we had agreed that we could have a threesome or group sex if it “just happened”. I had already exploited the “don’t ask don’t tell rule” even though I had barebacked and taken loads in spite of our agreement to always play safe. I decided to turn “just happen” into “make it happen”.

The Agreement and Marriage – as told by Brandon Ben and I met through the internet as so many guys do these days. We were both looking for sex on a Saturday afternoon. I was browsing A4A and I saw an ad that I liked, just my kind of guy: BentBoy 28, 5’7” 135 lb 30w. Swimmers build. Dark blond, brown eyes. Some body hair. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Just a fun loving guy looking to hook up. Oral is fine but if we hook up it ends up with someone getting fucked. 6”, Cut, Versatile, Anything Goes, HIV Negative. Prefer meeting at: My place, your place. I sent him a message, he responded and within an hour he was at my place for sex. Except that we did not have sex right away. We both enjoyed each other’s company so much that we talked, had a few drinks, and went to dinner and then fucked, and fucked and fucked and then finally on Sunday evening he left. We spent every weekend together after that and many week nights as well. Ben moved in with me about six months after we met. Everything was great until I was trying to find something in the bathroom. As I opened Ben’s side of the bathroom cabinet something fell out. I bent down to pick it up and I noticed that it was a bottle of Truvada. I confronted him about it. “You said you were negative. But I found this!” He shrugged. “Before I met you I was a single gay man, having sex with multiple guys; you never know what you are dealing with. So my doctor recommended it just to be on the safe side.” What he should have added was “and having bareback sex whenever I can”, but he did not say it and I did not think it. I looked at him straight in the eye. “You and I are both very sexual guys. I don’t know if you are still having sex with other guys while we are together. I just don’t want to know about it if you are, and if you are you have to be safe, just like we are. Always use condoms.” Ben just grinned at me. “No. I have not slept with anyone else since I met you. I just had the Truvada left over from before.” He paused. “Do you really mean what you said about sex with other guys?” This conversation was rapidly escalating to something we had not discussed before. “Yeah, I guess so” I answered. “We are both horny guys. Sometimes stuff happens. Just play safe. No bareback.” I was thinking about PrEP, and why Ben may have been taking it. Ben smiled. “You know me better than that. We have always used condoms. I use condoms. But I would like us to be able to get rid of them one day when you are ready. Once we have been tested. Then we can bareback, you and me.” We did not discuss this again until we had been together for a bit more than a year and decided to get married. We had a long discussion about an open relationship versus monogamy. We agreed that we both like sex too much to be constrained to the bounds of monogamy. If one of us had a little “side sex” because it was just too tempting we did not want it to destroy our relationship. I really enjoy group sex and I was hoping that we would progress to threesomes and more once we had been together for a while. We agreed that we would not go looking for sex outside of our marriage, but that if it happened it would be OK if we did it together. If one of us did something on his own the rule was it had to be safe, and that he did not need to tell the other. We decided that we would get tested and then bareback with each other, but never with strangers. I had only ever had safe sex but because of the “agreement” Ben would not need to be on PrEP. He had stopped taking it sometime before I discovered the bottle of Truvada. Little did I know at the time how much Ben liked being bred and that he should have continued taking his little daily pill. Our wedding was simple. We rented a house on Fire Island and invited only a few of our closest friends and family. One of Ben’s friends officiated and we got married wearing only speedos on the beach at Sunset. Ben’s only regret was that his best friend and roommate Sam from college could not be with us. He had moved away a few years earlier and they had lost contact. After way too much to drink and a good dinner we headed off to our room to consummate our marriage with me losing my bareback virginity. We did not waste any time, immediately undressing each other and then making out on the bed. After about fifteen minutes of sucking, rimming and kissing we were ready for the next step. I rolled off him and we were lying side by side on our backs on the bed. Both of us were rock hard at the thought of what was coming next. Ben looked at me with a grin. “Since this is your first time bareback you get to choose. Fuck or get fucked? I’ve had it a lot both ways but I think you should get fucked and take your first load. Then you can fuck me.” Ben had obviously already made up his mind as he was generously lubing his fat dickhead and shaft. I did not really need to think about it: “Get fucked.” He motioned me over to sit on it. I eased myself down and relaxed my anal sphincter. I felt his fat cock head probing my ass lips and then it entered my chute and slowly started to move up my rectal passage. It was nothing like I had ever felt before. His dick slipped in so much easier than when it had been encased in latex. I felt incredible pleasure as it slid up easily stretching me out until it entered my colon. Sitting all the way down driving his dick as deep as it would go, I relished the sensation of getting fuller the deeper it went. I waited for a few seconds, getting used to the girth of Ben’s meat in my chute. Then I started fucking myself with his dick. I had never really enjoyed getting fucked before but this was different. Maybe it was because I knew it was bare and found it a turn on, or maybe it really did feel better. I loved the sensation of Ben’s slick dickhead gliding up and down stretching out my rectal walls. I was riding Ben’s rock hard dick for all it was worth, lifting all the way up and then slamming down hard. Ben started breathing heavily and he uttered “The first load up your ass. Ever” and before I had time to react, I felt Ben’s dick twitch in my rectum and start to shoot his load deep into my chute. He must have squirted half a dozen times into my hungry ass as he groaned with pleasure. I sat down hard to get Ben’s cock as deep as possible and started jerking off furiously. Ben cried, “No, Wait” but it was too late now to stop, and I came in seconds spewing my load all over Ben’s face and chest. After a few moments Ben spoke. “You wasted your load. I wanted you to fuck me next. But at least I dropped a load up your ass. How did it feel?” That was a dumb question. It felt amazing! In fact I was still so turned on that I knew I would be able to fuck him within a few minutes. We lay snuggled together for about five minutes. As we kissed and cuddled I started getting hard again. Ben spoke. “Ready for round two?” Without giving me a chance to answer he went down on my dick, expertly working my foreskin with his tongue, pushing it back so that he could slurp around my cockhead. Then he started deep-throating me, or more accurately as much of me as he could take. I knew that he was getting to taste some cum from earlier as well as a lot of pre-cum because I was very turned on by the idea of fucking without a condom for the first time. Eventually he came up for air. He grinned and kissed me on the mouth and I was greeted by the taste of my own juices on his tongue and lips. “Now that I’ve got your dick clean, you need to get my ass ready for a fuck”. He turned around and went down on his hands and knees, spreading his ass cheeks and exposing his hole. I went directly for the target; I love sticking my tongue in a willing asshole. Ben was obviously in heaven with my tongue deep into his hole. He was grunting with pleasure. “Fuck yeah, get my ass all slick with spit. Get it ready for fucking. You won’t need lube. Without a condom your pre-cum will be enough”. He was not joking. The thought of fucking him bareback was enough that my dick was leaking so profusely that it was dripping all over the bed. “Fill me with you dick. Please!” He had reached the point that he needed something bigger up his chute than a tongue. I withdrew my face from his tasty trench and whispered in his ear. “You want me to fuck you now?” “Fuck yeah. I need that fat dick filling my gut. Slide it in me now. Oh fuck. Yeah! I’ve wanted your bare cock in my hole for so long.” I slowly pushed my cock head against Ben’s hole. Ben kept his ass clamped tight. “I thought you wanted to get barebacked?” “Fuck yeah! But I really want to feel it sliding in. Push harder.” I pushed my dick against Ben’s hole again, and this time the head slipped in easily. I was not ready for the silky softness of Ben’s anal passage. It was tight but enveloped my fat dick with velvet softness. I pushed in slowly and felt as my dick head passed the inner sphincter. I thrust in deep so that my pubic hair slammed hard against Ben’s ass. Ben gave a squeal of pleasure, quite uncharacteristic for him. “Yeah! Fuck me hard. Bare at last!” I pulled almost all the way out and then thrust back in hard, keeping up a steady slow rhythm. I was reveling in the new sensation of having my thick bare dick sliding up Ben’s raw and willing ass. Ben spoke again. “Fuck! I got a lot of bare dicks up my ass before I met you, but very few fill me the way you do.” Ben was working his ass muscles to milk the juice from my dick as I fucked. I felt myself getting close and he knew it too. “Stop, wait. Not yet. This feels so good I want to sit on you like you did on me. I want to see you face when you load me up. Let’s change positions.” It was so good fucking his ass with my bare dick that I did not want to come yet either. I slowly pulled out of his ass, and then lay down on my back on the bed. He rapidly straddled me face-to-face and took all of my meat deep in his rectum. “Fuck yeah! I love this position, gets your dick really deep in my ass. Sit up and kiss me.” I did as I was told. It was the most amazing sensation deep kissing his sensuous mouth while his velvety warm anal walls were massaging my cock. He was slowly fucking himself on my dick. He started moving more rapidly, with longer strokes so that my dick would slide almost all the way out and then he would sit down hard taking me as deep as he could into his chute. He was moving too much for us to keep kissing, so I lay back and let him do the work, marveling that this incredibly beautiful man was giving me the fuck of my life. It was too much for me and I could not control myself. I felt the cum starting to rise in my balls as I got close. “I’m getting close. I’m going to cum up your ass.” That seemed to spur him on to fuck himself even more wildly as he felt my dick starting to swell in his rectum. “Fuck Yeah! Cum in me! Load me! Breed Me!” He said as he slammed his ass down on my crotch and then rising again while milking my throbbing dick with his hungry hole. As he felt the first hot blast in his gut he thrust down hard on my crotch to take my cum as deep as he could and he continued riding up and down until I had squirted the last of my seed deep in his insides. I was so turned on that I must have loaded his ass with seven or eight squirts. Needless to say the next few months were a revelation to me. We fucked at least twice a day. I just could not get enough even though I caught myself thinking a few times that I would like to feel a bigger raw dick than Ben’s, or get loaded up by a few guys one after the other. Or perhaps to fuck Ben after another guy had filled him up. I knew for a certainty that when I got to fuck him twice in an hour or two I loved sliding into his cum lubed ass the second time. I am a very sexual person and watch a lot of porn as well as enjoy a lot of sex. I also enjoy reading porn stories on the net. After being introduced to unprotected sex with Ben my tastes changed. Now the only porn I went looking for was bareback. The movies and stories I turned me on the most involved un-inhibited group sex with multiple loads being given and taken. More than once I caught myself wondering what it would be like if we were not playing by the rules of the agreement. Actually on that score I did not go out looking for something on the side as I realized the temptation to ditch the condoms and go raw would probably be too hard to resist. I joined up a few bareback hookup sites “just to see what was out there”. I also could not shake off the suspicion that I might run across a profile of Ben’s if I looked hard enough. The only profile I could find that sounded like Ben was his old profile on A4A, which was unchanged from when I first met him.

The pungent scent of sweat and spunk permeated the air as sounds of hard fucking filled the small basement room and echoed off the ceiling, the slapping of skin on skin, animalistic grunts of exertion and gurgled whimpers of pained pleasure. I closed my bag looking around, it was rather poignant to see the pair of innocent little white ripped up briefs screwed up on the desk right next to the used point and tourniquet the head of security not five minutes earlier had tied round my little helpers arm. The sound of flesh against flesh brought me back to reality "That's it, boy" growled Bonsu as he relentless ploughed his fat ten inch cock in and out of Noel's chemmed up little fuckhole "you keep squeezing dat white boy cunt on your new Papa's big black cock!", not that the boy could make any noise except gurgle as his face and throat was being filled by another black guy whose name I did not know, I had to stop and admire Noels little white body being ravaged by the massive black men, his sweet athletic body I’d enjoyed so much over the past few days arching and writhing under the two men. I chuckled thinking what his mother would say about her sweet little Christian son being a fuck toy for older men now, especially for black men old enough to be his father or even grandfather, I knew Bonsu well enough to know that Noel would not be able to walk right ever again. I picked up my bag and lit a cigarette “I’m out of here”, Bonsu looked over his shoulder grinning at me as he fucked in and out of the boys gaping cunt “see ya next year Bad Santa Bruno”

I held the pot as Noel dipped his fingers into the gel before transferring it to his arse ring and pushing it into his sweet little boi pussy giggling “this stuff gets hot once its inside”, I feigned innocence “really son?, let me try it”, I dipped my middle finger into the pot “hands behind your head son”, he licked his lips as I gently pushed my middle finger into his lovely tight little hole, I worked my finger in and out “that feel better boy?”, he grimaced a bit “still hot but better”, I pulled my finger out of him dipping it into the laced lube again before returning it to his hole “its always hot at first but it still feels good eh?”, he nodded in affirmation not that I needed that his cock rock hard leaking precum onto his stomach was indication enough for that. I continued finger fucking him, getting deeper each time until I felt his little nugget, that made the little bugger cry out and arch his back “oh yeah you like that huh boy?” , he bit his lip then licked them so sweetly his eyes getting that lovely little glazed look I love so much, I pulled my finger out of his bum scooping up more of the lube shoving it deep into his hole again but using two fingers this time, he squirmed again, there was something so lovely seeing him adjust himself in the chair when he spread his legs over the chairs arms more, I worked his little bum, two then three fingers in him stretching his eager virgin little hole out “that’s a good boy, you love this its what you need”, I pulled my fingers out of hole delighting in seeing him push it out, his hole puckering yearning for more, his sweet blue eyes all glazed over and full of lust. I pulled him up kissing him deeply before twisting him round “kneel on the chair boy”, the compliant lad did as he was told as I undid my slacks and pulled out my fat cock, I spat on my hand rubbing it on my cock, the boy looked at me over his shoulder his eyes glazed and horny, I chuckled “time to pop your cherry son” lining my cock up at his puckering ring “your going to get it and then some”. He cried out a bit as I penetrated his little ring but the chems swimming round in his system blocked out the real pain of my fat cock forcing his virgin boy cunt to accept my cockhead as it popped into him, I grabbed his hips giving short hard pumps inching further into his anus with each thrust grunting “fuck boy your pussy is so tight!”, he was moaning and groaning hanging his head as his first fuck overtook him, my dick slivered in and out of his butt, his ring was stretched obscenely round my dick as I long fucked him “yeah boy your cunt needed this a real man to break you in!”, I grabbed him by his hair jerking his head up and back, “tell daddy how you love it!!” his tongue was hanging out the side of his mouth, spit running down his chin he gurgled “love it daddy” I dropped his head “I knew you would boy, fuck your cunt is so good!!” I grabbed his hips again and resumed my pounding, red streaks were showing on my cock as I fucked my big dick in and out of his stretched out little boy pussy, I made sure I angled my thrusts to hit his prostate eliciting little yelps of delight out of the boy as I felt round under him feeling his boy cock nicely surprisingly hard, “oh yeah my little slut, good fucking boy”, I released his cock and pulled my dick so my cockhead rested just inside his hole, then I slammed it back into him, “yeah boy Daddy’s going to give it to you how a boy should be fucked”, I did it again, and then again his body shaking his back shiny with sweat, I slapped his arse “daddy’s getting close boy”, he wailed out “yes that’s it boy daddy’s going to cum in your boi pussy, make you a good boy!”, I pumped a few more times before I ground into him as deep as I could and fired five or six nice big spurts of my fertile toxic muck into his deflowered little bum, as I cum in him I felt his arse contract round my dick as he fired his own spunk all over the chair, I could not help but grin “good boy!!” I stayed inside him leisurely pumping my dick in and out a few times as I never loose my hard on quickly ensuring that the insides of his rectum were well covered with my seed, I ran my hand down his back “that’s a good boy, just as a boy should be, well fucked and full of cum”. I carried on pumping him gently as the door opened and Andy the other Santa walked in muttering “fucking poxy kids”, and then his gaze settled on us stopping him in his tracks, he took off his big white beard grinning “who’s the fucktard?”, I pulled my dick out of Noel’s gaping hole smirking in seeing some of my pink tinged cum leak out “just a Christian dumbfuck boy who’s just had his cherry popped”. Andy pulled his cock out walking up to Noel lifting the lads head up “nicely chemmed I see”, before walking round tracing his fingers down the boys back and over his sweet bubble butt, he put his hand down scooping some of my tinged cum that was leaking from the lads arse and rubbing it on his cock, jerking it until it reached its full impressive hardness, he rubbed his finger and down the kids arse crack shoving his finger into the boys hole, Noel sighed hungrily as Andy finger fucked him “yeah little piggy your nice and open just how I like it”

Part Two The boy didn't move at first - he just stared at himself in the mirror as I pulled my dick out of his boi cunt. I loved the way his hole made and audible 'pop' when my big ol black daddy dick slipped out of his swollen little ring of an arse. I snapped my fingers, pointing at the floor by the bed with the order "Get on the floor, bitch." The dozzy boy was still seemingly entranced by his own reflection, so I gave him a super hard flick slap to his arse, (ask me, if you don't know what this is), which brought him round and another snap of my fingers had him on the floor by the bed. I sighed and idly played with my nipples as I leant back on the bed, I was very pleased with myself and the view I had. Here I was, a 60 year old big black brute, lazing on the bed with a little muscled teen ginger fucker sucking and slurping on my old man meat, cleaning my spunk and his ass juices off like a good boy should. That view was hot enough, but what made it super hot was the fact that in the mirrored doors of my wardrobe I could see the swollen pussy lips of his boy hole gently leaking my spunk as he sucked. I packed the pipe and took a nice draw on it, blowing the clouds down over my belly and onto his sweat dampened head. His eyes were bugging as he sucked looking up at me, so I asked "Baby boy want to blow some clouds?" He didn't drop my cock from his mouth, but his green eyes sparkled and he made a little nod as he continued to suck my limp dick. I rubbed my big hand through his damp hair as my dick started to come back to life, asking "You going to be a good boy for daddy, son?" His mouth moved up and down half of my cock as he nodded his eyes wide and hungry as I packed the glass pipe. It was an amusing sight the little lad on his knees blowing sweet big clouds whilst staring hungrily at my big black daddy meat. He went in to suck again, but I flicked his forehead saying "No, son, you gotta ask Daddy nice." His eyes gleamed and his forehead furrowed as he plead "Please, Daddy can I suck you?" I smirked and flicked his forehead again. "Wrong hole, son." The look in his eyes told me his brain was processing my words, and sure enough he asked "Will you fuck me again, Daddy?" I smirked as I picked up my phone and took a pic of him, "Maybe later, son, but for now you just keep doing what your doing." He carried on sucking as I sent the pic of him to my mates, after all a good boy needs to be shared eh? Us older blokes need a bit of chicken after all. Happily my mates were receptive to my invitation, and the ginger boi did not even notice another man in the room until he felt the man's tongue on his swollen ring. He dropped my dick out of his mouth and groaned. I smirked at him, advising "Just go with it, boy." A good man would have kept a slag like this to himself, but I am not a good or selfish man. As my mate slipped his cock up the boy's shitter, I grabbed the boy's hair, pulling his mouth back onto my dick, grunting as I did so, "Welcome to whoredom, little boy."

The only good thing about being a Mall Santa - beyond the extra pay check and the opportunity to take some time off being a bouncer at the bar - was the eye candy. Sure, brats leapt onto my lap (and more than a few managed to kick me in the balls doing so) and sure sometimes there's barf and there's a hell of a lot of crying, but some of the young dads are hot, but this year's prize definitely went to one of the elves. I'd never see him at my other job as there was no way he'd step into something as untrendy as the bear bar, but I got to see him just fine in his tight green elf pants (which were more like shiny spandex or yoga wear than actual 'pants'). And, before he put on his overly long elf jacket, I could see he was slender, sported some sharp little nipples which looked to be perfectly edible. Naturally he was a dirty blond, had soft brown doe eyes and even had dimples. He was the best damn thing I'd ever worked with - except for the attitude. I hated his attitude. See, he was a snob, an effete twink who knew he was cute and liked to drop comments into conversation to make sure we all knew who was looking at him (and that he'd noticed.) Once he found out I was gay, something I let drop casually to see if it would shut him up, it changed in tone, but his remarks were no less obnoxious, if anything, his remarks were even more unpleasant. For example I remember he said "I bet it's nice not having to worry about your gut, y'know, being a bear and all" and “I work really hard to stay this healthy and it’s a lot of work" and "It's gotta be hard to be around all the younger guys, eh? They probably blow right by you" and "I'm sure the bear community is interesting, I guess, but I'd get bored with all that flannel and denim." Stuff like that. Still, as flaws went, it wasn't insurmountable. I liked young fellows with attitude; I liked to put them in their place and drill it out of them, and as for his mouth? Well, I had gags aplenty at home. As for his crack about how hard it was to stay healthy, I had something hard I’d love to introduce him to, and damn the consequences. To him, anyway. Being Santa, I got to give the elves names, and he had no choice but to answer to Twinkie when we worked together, although his name was Parker, and I made sure to make him do any of the lifting - if only because I liked to watch him bend over, as only then would his coat slide up enough to show of his firm round ass. "Shouldn't you do this?" he'd ask, grunting lifting up the boxes of candy canes and little toys we handed out to the kids, trying to goad me on by adding "Aren't you supposed to be a big strong muscle bear under that costume?" It was said with mild contempt, and I could definitely hear it. "Oh I can lift," I replied in a low voice into his ear as he passed by, "...but I prefer to shove." He stumbled, and nearly dropped the box. His eyes widened, as I put my Santa beard on over my actual short beard, and of course I smiled at him. "What?" he asked. I smiled wider. "You heard me. We bears don't mind getting rough. Especially when there's good reason." I let my eyes trail up and down his slender form and then put on my hat and left the little changing area in Santa's village to go to my throne. When Twinkie showed up a few minutes later, he was a little more polite than usual at first, though he was back to his usual self by the end of the shift. The next afternoon, he dropped another obnoxious comment, "It's hard to find guys who care enough about personal grooming. All that hair, ick!" I waited patiently until there were no kids around and nodded at the red and over-sized white striped pole that was near the candy canes were stuffed in an open sack. "Hey Twinkie, give my pole a good rub-down." He blinked at me, obviously not accustomed to being on the defensive, and in a shaken voice asked "What?" I gestured to the North Pole. "It's dusty. Rub it down. I'm sure you know how. It's not complicated." He blushed, but I was the boss, so he grabbed some paper towel and a bottle of cleaner and started to clean it up. "That's right," I said, pitching my voice to him as I walked past on my way to the throne. "Get it just wet enough. You don't want it too slick, or you'll never get it off." I squeezed his shoulder, and felt him shiver beneath me. I watched him work, and he didn't meet my gaze at all, and just before he was done, I saw him put his hand in his pocket and adjust himself. I smiled behind my Santa beard. This was going to be fun. I went in to full gear with him. Anytime Twinkie was alone with Santa, even if it was just a few seconds between kids, I'd find a way to drop a suggestive comment into the mix. "So what would you like Santa to shove through your chimney, Twinkie?" or "You want to suck on something? I got something right here." (And with that I would hand him a candy cane) or "Is your costume okay? You keep tugging at it" and "Santa could definitely use some warm buns - the pole sure is chilly." I'd grab his shoulder and squeeze when I could, and before long he was flustered and clumsy. Here was a boy who'd never had an older daddy bear chasing after him, and he had no idea what to do. His first few attempts at banter fell a little flat, and when I turned his comments into further innuendo, he fell quieter each time, just blushing and going about his day. "I'm pretty sure Santa would bring you any toy you'd like, Twinkie. You want to reach in and see what he's for you?" He blushed redder. "I bet elf-ears make great grips." This made him nearly trip. When we were changing after our shift on the last weekend before Christmas, he kept his back to me, and I admired his firm buns. When he tugged his jeans on over his elf tights I let out a little chuckle, and he flinched. When he put on his jacket and turned to leave, he saw I'd shucked down to my wifebeater and jeans, and I caught him looking at my wide chest and thick arms. "You see something you want for Christmas?" I asked him. He shook his head, blushed again, and said he'd see me Christmas Eve. "Sure thing, Twinkie," I said. "And I've got a present for you, too." He looked up, and I smiled at him in a way that made his whole body shiver. He moved to leave and I stepped in front of him just enough to make him hesitate. "Excuse me," he said. I smiled again. "I thought twinks just blow right by bears like me." He bit his lip, and had to slide by me. I let my hand brush his thigh and the back of his ass, and he let out a little breath as he escaped. I laughed loud enough for him to hear, and then got changed. Christmas Eve there were four of us working, and I brought each of the other elves a present to take home – Twinkie eyed his nervously – and when the long day finally ended, I turned to the other two and said, “You two can go ahead. I’ll give Twinkie a ride.” If they noticed his discomfort, they didn’t care – he’d made no friends of any of the six of us he worked with with his initial attitude – and they left as soon as they could. I watched Parker open up a box to put the last of the toys and candy canes in while the mall announced it was closing. “You make sure that whatever goes in goes in tight, Twinkie,” I said, and he bit his lip, working silently. We pulled down most of the more portable bits, and after a half-hour or so, I nodded. We were still in costume. “Okay,” I said. “The mall maintenance crew will do the rest before opening on Boxing day. Come on,” I said. My little elf followed quietly into the small room behind the throne, and I pulled off my beard and hat, waiting for it. I started to undo the buttons on my Santa jacket before he finally said something. He’d taken off the elf jacket – I could see his slim body trembling a bit in his plain white t-shirt and those tight elf pants and stupid curly-toed shoes. “Where’s my bag?” I feigned looking around. “Maybe one of the other elves took it?” He looked at me. “Please.” I smiled. “Let me look in Santa’s sack.” I made a show of looking in it, then said. “Nope, no clothes in there. Hey – check your present out. I know I said it was for later, but open it now.” He glanced around, then went to the box I’d wrapped and marked for Twinkie. He pulled it open quickly – he was a tearer, I noted – and then opened the lid. “You like it?” I asked, smiling. “You could wear that.” It was a green jock strap – the same colour as his elf costume – and across the waist I’d had “Twinkie” embroidered. He looked up at me. “Look,” he said, but his voice cracked a bit. “I’m sorry about all the stuff I said... You’re a nice guy.” I smirked. “No I’m not. I’m not nice at all, Twinkie. But I think you like that. Or at least, your dick does, if that semi you’re sporting is any indication.” He bit his lip, and I took a step toward him. “Tell you what, Twinkie. Maybe you should get changed, and sit on Santa’s lap, and tell him what you want for Christmas.” “I want my bag,” he said, but his voice had even more of a tremble to it now than before. “Then ask Santa,” I said, and smiled at him, pulling off the jacket and dropping it to the floor. The wifebeater I wore underneath was a bit damp from the work we’d been doing. I turned the only chair in the small room around, and sat on it, spreading my legs a little and crossing my arms. He looked at me for a long time – I imagine he was trying to stare me down – but I just held his gaze and smiled. Finally, shaking even more, he started to walk toward me. “No no no,” I said, raising one hand. I let my arm flex, and I saw his eyes shift to look. Oh, this was too easy. “You need to get dressed up for Santa.” He froze. “I...” “You want to ask Santa for a present, don’t you?” I smiled, and stretched my arms over and behind my head until my back cracked. He winced at the noise. Then he nodded. I watched him shuffle back to the box he’d unwrapped, and then he turned his back to pull his t-shirt over his head. I laughed low in my throat, and he flinched again. The smooth skin at small of his back emphasized his narrow waist. I laughed again when he kicked off his elf shoes and then hurriedly peeled off his elf tights in one quick motion and stumbled a bit trying to put on the jockstrap as quickly as he could. I got a great view of his lean legs and his round ass cheeks, as pert and tight as I imagined, especially when he bent over to step into the strap. I caught a glimpse of his balls, too – he had low-hangers – and was unsurprised to see no hair on him anywhere. He stood there, facing the wall, just breathing. “Come on over, Twinkie,” I said. He took a deep breath, and turned around. The bulge in his jock-strap made it obvious that despite his mild protest, he was definitely reacting to the situation. His stomach was as smooth as I imagined, and his chest was lean and fit. His nipples were as small and as sharp as I’d imagined, and I couldn’t help but leer at him. He approached slowly, and I made a grand show of patting my thighs. He shifted awkwardly in front of me, and then started to sit down across my thighs. I wrapped one thick arm under his and with a quick tug I pulled him into my lap, where – no doubt – he could feel my already obvious hard-on pressed between his wonderful ass cheeks. He shifted, and I wrapped both of my arms around him and squeezed. “Well hello, Twinkie,” I said, and he ducked his head a little, his hands gripping tightly in his lap, obviously trying to cover his arousal. I put my lips to his ear. “Have you been naughty or nice?” He looked up at me, his brown eyes wide. “What?” I raised one eyebrow. “You know how this works, Twinkie. First Santa asks if you’ve been naughty or nice.” I let go of him just long enough to wrap my arms back around him and squeeze, pinning his own arms against his chest. He was sitting across my lap, his legs over the side of my chair, and squeezing him pulled his face more toward my chest. I squeezed again. “Now, Twinkie, have you been naughty or nice?” “I...” He swallowed. “I’ve been nice.” I laughed, and it wasn’t a ho-ho-ho. “Oh, Twinkie. Santa has a list, and he knows you’ve been naughty.” I slid my left hand across his chest, and pinched one of his pert little nipples. He yelped, and squirmed in my lap. It made me growl low in my chest, and my dick grew harder. I looked at his jock, and saw he was definitely squirming in a good way, too. “Naughty or nice?” I repeated, rubbing his nipple again. “Naughty,” he said. I laughed again. “Good boy, Twinkie,” I said. “Now, you know what happens when you’re nice?” He swallowed. “I get a present?” I nodded, and squeezed again. “Very good, Twinkie. Now what do you think happens when you’re naughty?” He closed his eyes for a second, and I shifted just enough to grind my hard-on against his butt. He squirmed again, and it felt just as good. “N-n-no,” he wavered. “Santa gets the present,” I said, and with that I slid my left hand down his back and let one finger slide between those delightfully round ass cheeks just a bit. He let out a yelp, and tried to slide off my lap. I held him long enough to let him know I could have made him stay on my lap, then let go. He slid off, but I moved my hands to his shoulders and pushed hard enough to make him sit down at my feet. He looked up at me. “Time to give my pole a rub-down, Twinkie,” I said, and undid the broad flap on the Santa pants. His eyes locked on my crotch as I unfolded the pants open, and revealed the black jock strap I was wearing underneath. “Then I can have my bag?” he asked. I liked this – he was agreeing already, in his own way. “Then you can ask for your bag,” I agreed. He leaned forward, and lifted a hesitant hand. I reached out and took his wrist and pressed it against my hard dick. He rubbed it, applying a little pressure, and kept his eyes away from mine. I chuckled, and he looked at me. “I’ve seen you do better. You know better. Rub it down, boy.” He bit his lip, but shifted forward between my legs – which I spread a bit wider for him – and then he used both hands to pull my dick free of the jockstrap pouch, tucking it to the side. I’m sure the thick hair bugged him, but he wrapped his hand around my shaft and gave my dick another tug. He watched the foreskin tighten, and then gave it another tug. I got harder, and my cockhead started to peek out on his down strokes. “Now get it just wet enough, Twinkie.” His brown eyes met mine for the briefest of moments before he looked down again. His hand shook on my hard dick, and I exhaled long and loud. “Come on, Twinkie. You want to ask Santa, don’t you?” He leaned forward, moved one hand to my thigh, and then opened his mouth to suck my dick. When his lips wrapped around my cock, I let out a contented rumble, and leaned back in the chair. He was breathing quickly, and I had the urge to grab the back of his head and shove him down until I was in his throat. I resisted. Barely. He bobbed his head down a bit, and I groaned. The elf was a decent cocksucker, it turned out. I shouldn’t be surprised. The loud ones are always the ones gagging for a dick. After he sucked for a few strokes, I couldn’t resist putting a hand on his head, and though he tensed, he didn’t pull away. After a few more strokes, his tongue licking my dick and him getting used to my thick cock, I tightened my hold on his hair and lifted off the chair a bit to meet his sucking with a short thrust. He gagged a bit, but I held him firm as his hands gripped my red cloth pants. “Yeah, Twinkle, that’s not bad. You’re doing good, boy.” He slurped and sucked and sometimes gagged a bit, until finally, when I was good and hard, I pulled him away from my dick with a quick jerk. His brown eyes were watery with tears from when he’d gagged a bit. I looked down at him, and he bit his lip when I tugged his hair tighter. “Please..?” he said. “What’s that, Twinkle?” I asked, amused. “Can I have my bag?” I smiled down at him. “You don’t ask from down there, boy,” I said, shaking my head. “You know better than that, boy. Back onto my lap. And ask properly.” He shivered, and his eyes widened for a moment. “What?” I spread my legs a little wider, and slapped my red-cloth-covered thighs. My cock stood tall and proud – I’d put on a cock-ring before work for just this moment. Parker swallowed, but he rose shakily, and once again tried to sit sideways across my lap. “No no no,” I said, and grabbed his waist, turning him to face me. I slid my legs between his, one at a time, and then pulled at his waist until he slid forward and crouched over my dick. He sat down with a whimper, and I felt my cock pressed between those luscious round cheeks. His face was right in front of mine, flushed and awkward. He stared at my chest. I wrapped my arms around him again, and rocked him back and forth a bit, my cock sliding along his crack. “Now then,” I said, leaning ahead and putting my beard right against his ear. “Do you have a question for Santa, Twinkle?” “Can I have my bag?” he asked. “Hrm,” I said, and shifted my weight under him, rubbing my dick between his ass cheeks again. “Santa will let you reach into his bag, since you’ve admitted to being naughty. Let’s start with that.” Parker tensed, and I leaned over – more wonderful friction between my dick and his sweet cheeks – and I glanced down to see a telltale wet-spot on the front of his green jockstrap. His dick was very hard. I pulled up the bag and held it just a little out of his reach. He leaned over to get it, and I shifted just-so underneath him, rubbing my dickhead across his pucker for a moment. He let out a little whimper, and I smiled and let him reach into the bag. He pulled out a smaller bag, one of a few I’d put in there, and he held it in one hand. I slid my hands back to his waist and pulled him back onto my lap again, grinding my dick up between his cheeks and pulling him even closer to my stomach and chest. He undid the knot on the bag with trembling fingers, holding the small red bag over my stomach and then reaching inside and pulling out the first of the two items – a small bottle of lube. He swallowed. “There’s more, Twinkie,” I said, and took the little bottle from him. He reached in again, and pulled out the ball gag. I could tell at once he had no idea what it was, and I smiled at him. “It’s to stop naughty boys from saying naughty things,” I said, and he bit his lip frowning at the rubber ball and straps. “Please, I... I’ll be nice...” I smiled, and took the ball gag from his fingers with my free hand. I pressed it against his lips, and he whimpered before opening his mouth. I pushed it in, and then put the small bottle of lube in my mouth while I took the straps of the ball gag and tied them around the back of Parker’s head. I took the lube from my mouth and smiled at the young man. His eyes were wide. “That’s much better,” I said. “Can’t say naughty things, can you?” He made a noise, and I smiled even wider. “You know, I think Santa’s pole isn’t as wet as it needs to be. Don’t you agree, Twinkie?” Parker whimpered as I uncapped the lube and squirted some onto my open hand. When I reached behind him with the hand that held the bottle and tugged him up and off my dick, he pressed against my stomach and chest, shaking as he spread his thighs and balanced on his knees in a half-crouch over me – it wasn’t a position he could keep for long. I rubbed my lubed hand against my dick, then started to stroke my fingers up between the young man’s ass cheeks, pouring more of the cool liquid onto my fingers and giving his pucker a little prod with my finger tips. Parker’s hands gripped my shoulders and he was breathing in little puffy breaths, his knees shaking against my thighs, propped up against me. I moved my head a little and found his little pointed left nipple with my mouth and gave him a little bite. Ah, his nipples were sensitive, as was his little twink rosebud. Perfect. I sucked on his nipple. The noise he made into the gag was music to my ears. I pushed a little harder with my fingertip, and he pushed back against me, unable to help himself and still perched half up on his knees. “Oh, Twinkle,” I said, freeing his left nipple and sliding my mouth across his chest to the other side. “I think you want to be nice for Santa, don’t you? Very nice indeed...” He shivered again, but when I gave his right nipple a stronger bite, his whole body shook and the groaned into the ball-gag and my fingertip slipped into his pucker. I rubbed at him for a few moments while I chewed on him, and he groaned and writhed against me, his legs now quaking with the effort to stay upright against me. His hands gripped at my shoulders, now a bit damp with sweat, and I growled as I bit and sucked and licked at his nipple. I slid my finger further into him, prodding a little further, and he groaned again. Enough. I pulled my finger free – he let out a small moan into the rubber ball. I dropped the lube, gripped my dick, and reached up to the back of his neck and pulled him back down, aiming my cock upright between those pert round ass cheeks, right at his pucker. He cried out into the ball-gag, but gravity was against him, not to mention a big bear with a strong arm. He sank onto my dick and I felt that tight bubble butt open for my cock a few inches. He tried to brace himself against my shoulders again, and his head hung, his eyes clenched shut, while he grunted and groaned into the ball-gag. He was crouched, half-buried on my cock, his lean thighs shaking with the effort. “Oh, fuck yes,” I growled, and gave him a little buck. He cried out into the gag again, and squirmed on my dick, which only made my cock go in deeper. He whimpered and I pulled on him again. “Come on, boy,” I said. “You know you want Santa’s dick... that’s a bear dick sliding into you, boy...” I bucked again, and he cried out again, his legs shaking, and another inch of my cock slid inside him. He was so fucking tight. His voice was perfect now that it was silenced by the rubber ball-gag. “Oh, that’s a nice boy,” I growled. “Santa wants you to side down on his lap, and then you can ask him again, like a good boy...” Parker whimpered into the ball-gag, but his legs were shaking from his awkward crouch, and his ass was sending his brain the feedback that all good bottom boys get when there’s a dick half-way up their hole. He sat down on my dick, his cheeks speared on my dick, and his own dick hard and poking out now from the pouch of his green jock. His eyes were closed, and he was breathing in sharp puffs from his nose, still crouched above me, his calves now bearing his weight but his legs still half-bent in a squat. “Look at Santa, boy,” I said. He opened his eyes, and met my gaze. I nodded, and slid my hands down to his waist and gave him a sharp tug towards me. My cock ground around inside him, and his surprised yelp into the ball-gag made it obvious that my cock was rubbing him just right. Typical twink bottom boy – get some meat into him, and he just can’t help himself. “Okay, Twinkie. You want Santa to give you presents, don’t you, boy?” I tugged him toward me again, my cock hard and buried balls-deep up his ass. He groaned wildly, and nodded. I smiled, and ground my cock into him again, then reached over to my bag – not the Santa bag this time, but my own – and pulled out the cuffs I’d put in there. Parker didn’t notice at first, he was enjoying my dick rubbing him as I tilted, but when he saw the cuffs, his eyes widened. “First present, boy. Hands,” I demanded. He was shaking, but he held his hands out in front of him, obeying. I cuffed his wrists together, and then pulled his arms over my head, his cuffed hands now trapped behind my neck. Then, with no further pause, I started to jerk him towards me with rough tugs to his waist. He groaned and grunted, crying out, and I felt his hands twist and writhe behind my head. “Yeah, that’s a good present for you, boy, isn’t it?” I growled, and when he didn’t answer, I slapped his ass with my hand, hard. He yelped into the gag. “Isn’t it?” I asked again. He nodded, making inarticulate noises into the gag as I ground my dick in a slow circle inside him, rocking him to the left and the right. “Hold on, boy... This hairy bear has another present for you...” I gripped under his legs, and rose from the chair. My cock, buried in his tight pucker, must have speared him as I slowly rose to my feet, and he moaned, his arms tight around my neck, his back arching, and his legs wrapped around my waist. He was helpless, hung around my neck, impaled on my cock, and totally at the mercy of his ass, which was definitely clenching around my meat. He groaned and grunted as I managed to grip his ass in one hand to hold him in place while my other shucked the oversized red pants down. I stepped out of them in nothing but the black boots now, and then walked with the young man riding my dick all the way to the one solid wall of the little hut – the one built against the back of the escalators in the mall. I shoved him into the wall, and buried my dick into him hard. He cried out again. “Okay, you little shit,” I growled into his ear. “You’ve been a pain in my ass for weeks, and now I’m going to take it out on your ass in trade.” I slammed him again, burying myself deep. “With interest.” I pressed him against the wall, and used one hand to tug his head to the left, so I could rub my rough beard all over his smooth neck before giving him a rough bite and other three hard thrusts against the wall. Parker whimpered and moaned and cried out into the ball-gag. “Such a fucking whore, aren’t you?” I snarled. “High and mighty, but put a dick up your ass and you’re nothing but a chew-toy for the bear, aren’t you?” I squeezed his ass cheeks so tight it would bruise, and rammed him again. He cried out into the gag again and again. “Aren’t you?” He nodded over and over, agreeing as his skin grew wet with sweat. My wife-beater was getting wet with my own sweat, and I could smell us as I fucked him like the cheap little shit he was. “You ready for your last present, boy?” I snarled at him, reaching up and gripping his chin with one hand, and making him face me. His eyes were wide and they fluttered when I rammed him again and again, the friction magic with the lube and his tight hole. “Boy?” I growled. He nodded. I reached under him, and unsnapped the cockring. My balls ached with the urge to spunk inside him. Then I reached back up gripped the back of his head. I picked up my pace, ramming him ruthlessly. “Here’s your choice, boy,” I said, voice even. “You can let me breed you boy – fill you right up with my dirty bear cum and give you the gift that keeps on giving – or you can have your clothes back. Your choice.” His eyes widened as what I was saying made it to his foggy getting-fucked brain. I laughed when I realized it took him so long because he was so close to coming himself. “I’d say you’ve got about six or seven thrusts from this bear dick before you need to choose...” I undid the snaps on his ball gag and tugged on the ball-snapping it free. I rammed home again. And again. “Please!” he gasped. I rammed him again, grinding him against the wall. “Please what, boy?” “Oh!” he gasped, “Oh, oh fuck! Please! I need... I can’t...” I fucked him again, and his moan seemed to come from deep in his stomach. “What do you need? You need me to fuck you and fill you up, don’t you boy?” I rammed in hard. “Yes! I mean, oh, I mean...” His head slammed against the wall with every thrust, and reached up and gripped his head in both hands, spearing him against the wall with one last rough lunge as my balls unloaded deep into his boy-ass. His eyes never left mine, and he cried out as his own dick spurted between us, slick against his smooth stomach and rubbing into my damp wife-beater. I stayed buried inside him while my cock surged twice more, and then ground myself into him a little bit before I pulled away from the wall. His arms tightened around my neck, and he let out a little choked sob. “You want your clothes now, boy?” I asked him. My cock slid free from his ass, and I felt some of my sperm drip onto my thigh as he shifted to stand on his own feet, his arms still around my neck. I fingered his slick hole, and he whimpered a little. “What’s that?” I asked. “Yes please,” He said. I smiled. “Good boy. And then Santa will give you a ride back to his place. He’s gonna fill your chimney with presents all night long, boy. You like that idea, Twinkie? This bear is gonna tie you down and you’re going to learn how much you like a hairy man who can plow you so hard you’ll be begging to pass out. You want that for Christmas?” Parker looked at me, and swallowed hard. “Yes, sir.” I smiled. “I like your attitude.”

anyone still sorts in denial or struggling with being gay? Im in that boat, and would be cool to talk to someone in the same boat. I know I'm a faggot who likes cock, but still sorta try to convince myself I'm not gay. Anyone feel the same way?

[Moderator's Note: I split this continuation by a new author off into its own thread. The first 3 parts are here https://breeding.zone/topic/30506-chaser-roommate-convinces-roommate-to-chase/ ] PART 4 : THE FINAL TEST Ryan did not respond to Gabe's text for the longest time. He read over the text: "What do you say? I know you want it. Even got a hot buddy with me if u r interested. Big muscle black POZ guy ready to breed you raw." Ryan just sat there carefully massaging his dick while thinking about Gabe. He found pleasure in stroking his ever growing cock, knowing that he could so easily let their VENOM invade his hole. He was ignoring the third and fourth texts he had just received from Gabe. He desperately wanted to invite the two POZ guys over and take a rough fucking, but he was still somewhat scared. Something was holding him back. "So, boy. You there? Can we cum over?" Ryan typed "YES" several times, but would always delete his response just before sending it. He wanted Gabe badly, but didn't want to put himself in a precarious situation. "I'm not home for long," he finally typed. "Maybe another time." He resumed jacking off. He imagined how good it would feel to have Gabe and this nameless black predator fuck him... Gabe messaged again: "Horny. We r cumming over 4 a quickie." Ryan took out his poppers and sniffed intensely. Feeling slightly light headed, he typed "OK" but still hesitated. But slowly, as the poppers started affecting him, making him feel horny and uninhibited, he pressed the SEND button. For a good quarter of an hour he sniffed poppers and jacked off, pleasuring his dick and massaging his hole. Out of the blue, he heard a knock at the door. Getting over his initial shock and surprise, he got up, looked through the peep hole, and saw Gabe with a muscular black man in a white tank top. He knew their one mission was to breed and convert his ass. Another knock. Ryan stayed silent, not wanting to alert the two men of his presence. Maybe Gabe and the sexy tough black guy would just go away, he thought. During these slow seconds, he continued stroking. He slid his hand on his fully erect cock and slid up and down, moaning Gabe's name. He could see Gabe a few feet away from him, and his strokes intensified. Gabe would be none the wiser. Until, that is, Ryan saw Gabe type something into his phone and the chime of the phone not far away went off. FUCK! Another text: "I know ur there!" Gabe and the black guy both continued: "Open the door, fucking bitch! We didn't come here for nothing." More knocking, now almost a pounding on the door. Ryan had no choice. He could call the cops, but that would seem pointless. He also didn't want those two guys to stay at his entrance and attract unnecessary attention of his neighbors and passers-by. He reluctantly opened the door. And there stood Gabe and the stranger, with all their sex appeal. Gabe was the same beautiful olive brown with the same attractive body which seemed even nicer than he had remembered earlier in the bathroom. On the other hand, the black stranger was a muscular, thick, charcoal dark skinned man probably in his mid-thirties, with long black hair and smooth muscles bulging from his tight jeans and T-shirt, and a hard cock visible through his pants. Gabe stepped inside, the other guy following suit. They quickly brought Ryan to his Donald's room and, once there, took out a large mirror that Donald usually kept under the bed. "This is so you can watch us as we fuck the shit out of you." Gabe pushed Ryan on the bed and started taking off his victim's clothes. Ryan was petrified; he froze. While this sexy new stranger was holding him captive by the wrists, Gabe got Ryan completely naked, lubed his thick dick, and teased warmed-up Ryan's hole. Ryan told himself that maybe he could just let Gabe penetrate him a few seconds, and only with the tip of his cock, and that would be all. He was losing his mind with the anticipation and the poppers. His heart was pounding in his chest. He was scared, but oddly excited. This is what, after all, he had wanted. Gabe rimmed him briefly Ryan's usually tight hole was quickly spreading open. The black guy was gradually letting go of Ryan's wrists as he held the now open bottle of poppers under Ryan's nose. Ryan took a few deep breaths. And that's when Gabe slid in: slowly, but purposefully and forcefully. Ryan gasped. He had never taken a cock before, let alone a raw dick. He was shaking from nervousness. But oddly, he enjoyed the feeling. The poppers were doing their work. "Fuck yeah! You want it. I knew it," confirmed Gabe. They fucked. While Gabe was pinning Ryan's ass to the bed in a doggy position, holding the thighs and sliding his rod in and out faster and faster, Ryan couldn't help but moan. It was actually quite painful, but it felt sooooo good. And the poppers were making him lose control - fast! He then looked up and saw, in the mirror, a hot man guy ramming him. FUCKING HOT, he thought. This guy is powerful. And he was scared no more... FUCK - I have to find a way to stop this. But somehow it felt so good. To have this guy plow him mercilessly. It was taboo; he shouldn't let this happen. He wanted to stay NEG. But he couldn't bring himself to end things just yet. Then, from the side, a dark hand turned Ryan's head to the side and shoved his mouth onto a hard, throbbing black shaft. And that is when he saw the black guy's face contorted in sheer pleasure. This guy was now forcing Ryan to suck him off. "Suck it, bitch! You know you want to." "Are you ready, bitch?" Gabe asked. He was getting close. Without thinking, Ryan replied, "Yes. Fuck yes. Give it to me. Fuck me. I want your dirty seed!" "You're gonna get it, Gabe roared. This moment reminded Ryan of the first night he had heard Gabe fucking Donald. Ryan moaned and moaned. "Beg for it, ordered Gabe. "Fuck me, daddy...Breed me." "Beg for it!" repeated Gabe. "Give me your cum, man. I'm your whore." Ryan was now completely into it... "BEG FOR IT, BITCH" shouted Gabe. "POZ ME, STUD!" And Gabe did. Mercilessly, Gabe's animalistic urge to destroy Ryan's tight hole took over. Gabe rammed one last time and shot his thick load inside Ryan, and then used his finger to massage it deeper inside the willing bottom. "I knew you would eventually let me breed you. Don was right." That is all Gabe said before he got dressed and left. "Call me for another session." Ryan was barely able to turn over before the black guy moved and turned Ryan onto his back. "So, are you ready for a second dose of VIRAL and UNMEDICATED cum?" he asked. DAMN, thought Ryan. But this chocolate dream was already sliding his 8-inch dick inside Ryan's spread wet ass. Something primal within Ryan was set free. Maybe it was the continual rush of poppers, or the joy of being fucked by two hung sexy hung men. "Fill me up!" That was all Ryan could say. He merely stayed there, taking hit after hit of poppers, letting this gorgeous black beast drill him with his highly infectious seed. As the top got closer, he murmured into Ryan's ear. "Here it comes, boy. Fuck your tight on this horse dick. You're gonna make me blow my deadly bullets into your virgin pussy, white boy. Oooohhh, your ass feels so good wrapped around my raw meat. Take it !" Ryan heard this and was ecstatic. He knew the moment was rapidly approaching. He felt the squishy sensation and realized that the lube must be mixed with Gabe's POZ cum and, most likely, some blood. "Fuck my unprotected hole, you twisted pig... Make me your condom," he ordered his new-found top. Unlike Gabe, this man only murmured in Ryan's ear. It felt seductive and hypnotic. He told the willing and submissive Ryan: "You white bitches are all the same. You all want to make my thick gun unload inside you. So then take my death stick, boy. Come on, bitch. You know your white hole wants it. Seal your fate and kill yourself on my black shaft like you deserve. Let loose and accept my POZ gift." As Ryan looked deep into the stranger's eyes, he felt a warm sticky sensation deep within him - the second load of the day. The GIFT that would take over every cell of his body. He knew the deed had been done. Ryan suddenly came to his senses and felt so guilty, but it was too late. As he looked up, he saw his room mate Donald stroking the last few drops of his load out of his cock. When had he arrived? His room mate had seen him taking two TOXIC loads. Donald smiled, and said: "You're so predictable. I knew you'd let Gabe convert you." Ashamed, Ryan got up and went straight to his room. His ass was torn and sore. He couldn't do anything; it had happened! TOXIC loads had found their way directly into his system. His body surged with adrenaline as he realized that his NEG and healthy days were now numbered. His conversion was inevitable. And, deep down, he'd loved it. He was a cum whore. And soon he would get the gift; he would join the brotherhood. And find a few more POZ tops and maybe a few other bottoms. Since he hadn't cum yet, he quickly remembered his boner and, still full of adrenaline, he jacked off until he blew his (hopefully) last NEG load all over himself.

Life is all about choices. Some are good, some bad. There is no blueprint. What works for one can be another's downfall. I don't judge and could care less what others think of the choices I make. This is my story as of now. First a little about me. My name is Max. I am a fit 43 year old man. Taller than most, not overly muscular but well defined at 175 pounds. I have brown hair with a bit of grey at the temples. Light dusting of hair on my chest with a treasure trail leading down to an 8 inch dick. Truly versatile but I go through phases where I lean more top or bottom. Depends on the man/men and the situation. Did I forget to mention that I am poz? 25 years now. Truth is at the time I converted at 18 I was one horny teenager but I wasn't half the slut I am now. Hardly ever fucked, spent most of my time sucking cock and when I did fuck I could count on one hand the times I bottomed. But it only takes one right? Choices. After testing poz I met a guy at university and we were together for 15 years. We did the safe sex bit adding a few drugs to the mix every once in a while and settled into a predictable sexual routine. Over the years we become better friends than lovers and decided to part amicably. I moved to another coast and even though we don't see each other as often as we would like we remain good friends. After moving I went through a bit of a difficult time dating wise. Had a few rejections due to my status and retreated into myself and entered a celibate phase for a few years. I was in a bad head space and thought I was too toxic to have a fulfilling sex life. Might have done things differently knowing then what I know now but that rough period led me to being the man I am today. Again choices. One night I decided that enough was enough. I knew from the gay rags there was a bathouse in town and decided to try it. Got there about 10 pm on a Sat night and the place was packed. Got a room, quickly stripped down, grabbed my towel and headed out to see who was there. Nervously I walked around checking things out and getting more hot and bothered by the sounds and smell of sex everywhere. On the second floor I looked into a room that was larger than mine with a sling next to the bed. On the bed was two very hot men. They looked up at me, smiled and asked if I would like to come inside. With my dick pointing the way I said yes and made my way over to them.The first guy introduced himself as Brandon (mid 30's, black hair, scruff and built a bit larger than me) and he then introduced his boyfriend Liam (late 20's,thin and smooth, very preppy looking with a very fuckable ass). Both had very impressive cocks. Brandon said "Relax bro you look a bit tense we won't bite unless you ask us to" Brandon began to kiss me as Liam knelt down and took my cock in his mouth. It felt great but I pulled him off for a second and told them both that I was poz. Liam looked up at me with a big smile and said "No worries dude so are we and about 99% of the men in here." He then went back to my cock while Brandon postioned himself so that I could suck him as well. After awhile Brandon looked at me and asked if I partied. I told him that I had done X and coke in the past but had not done any drugs in a long time. Liam laughed and said by the looks of how hard your dick just got with the question I guess we can assume the answer will be yes. What the fuck I thought to myself. Since this was going to be my coming out party so to speak I might as well go in all guns blazing. He then reached into his bag and pulled out a large bag of crystals. "This is Tina...crystal meth...a little more hardcore than what you have done in the past but trust us it will bring out your inner whore like nothing you have done before." Brandon loaded a glass pipe and said to me "Follow my lead" He took a lighter and held it under the glass bowl until the crystals began to melt. He then told me to inhale once the smoke began to swirl in the bowl. I did as I was told, held it and then let out a huge white cloud. "Excellent" Liam said "now do a couple more and shotgun the smoke into our mouths." I did 4 more hits, trading the white clouds back and forth with them until they dissapated. Liam and Brandon then began to run their hands up and down my body. I felt electrified. "How do you feel big guy?" "Fucking fantastic". At this point I bent Liam over the bed and began to eat his hole like I was suffocating and it was my only source of oxgen in the room. He began to moan like a bitch in heat. Brandon then positioned himself in front of Liam and put his dick in his mouth. "Nothing hotter than watching a hot man fuck my slutty husband. Stick that cock in his hole and give him a recharge with your load." No one had to ask me twice. In two seconds I was balls deep and ramming my first hole in years.I couldn't believe how good it felt to plow a hot ass again. I rough fucked him for what seemed like forever, "Can't fucking hold back...here it comes...fuck fuck fuck Ugggggh." At that point Brandon unloaded into Liam's mouth and like the hungry boy he was he grabbed Brandon around the waist and pulled him further down his throat so that he wouldn't miss a drop. Liam was in bliss. "That was fucking hot! Brandon said. Then he asked me "Do you ever get fucked?" "Not for a very long time" "We are both vers, me leaning more top and Liam leaning more bottom and we would like nothing better than to flip fuck with you for a long time." Liam then said "Besides I haven't come yet and turnabouts fair play. With that he winked at me and licked his lips." "Fucking hot....I have to confess that I have literally had no sex for a long time before this and that sounds fucking fantastic" I said. Brandon handed me the pipe again. " After a few more hits I never felt better. Brandon then said "How would you like to get even higher hot man?" If you like the pipe you are going to love slamming." I then turned to them and said "If I wasn't this high I probably would never admit this to anyone but I feel a connection with you guys so here goes. Lately I have been going on Tumblr and I stumbled on some posts showing guys shooting up. At first I thought that was sick but then it became like a train wreck where you can't look away and then at some point I realized that every time I saw the needles go in and watch the rush I was becoming more and more turned on". There is this one in particular that I saw that almost made me cum hands free. There is this clean cut guy sitting on a couch. The kind of man who looks like he would never consider doing anything like this. Really preppy like a certain man I just finished fucking." With that they both laughed. "Go on" they said. When you look closer you can see that he has pumped up his nipples and is stroking a very nice dick. He also has a tourniquet on his arm.He looks to be in his late 20's. Another man leans in and very quickly and expertly delivers the hit. You can't really see him but in my mind he is slightly older and is the one to have corrupted him in the past. Within seconds of getting slammed he coughs and you see the rush take over him. His dick remains rock hard the whole time. As you see it hit him harder he begins to say "Fuck... Fuck yeah" and keeps stroking his cock. He then looks off camera to the guy who slammed him and says "David come fuck me". Then the clip ends. " I have watched that on a loop over and over. Sometimes I imagine I am the kid and sometimes I imagine I am the man about to rape his ass. Either way that was the clip that made me realize I would try this if the situation ever presented itself but really thought it was going to stay a fantasy." Brandon then told me to get into the sling. He gave me back the pipe so that I could take a few more hits which he told me later was to make sure that I didn't change my mind. Liam went back into their black playkit and pulled out 6 syringes. "Let's kick this needle fetish of yours into high gear" he said with a nasty grin on his face. "Slamming can affect your dick one of two ways. It either makes you harder than you have ever been in your life or you can get tina dick and go soft for hours. We have some Viagra but we prefer to use that more as a booster. The best way to a lasting party hard on is something called Trimix that gets injected directly into your dick and in a few minutes it will turn to steel. Then we are going to slam you into the stratosphere. Watch Brandon first." I watched as he wiped his dick with an alcohol wipe and then uncapped a syringe with a very small needle. I winced as I watched him inject his cock. It was over in a second. He then took a tourniquet and placed it on his arm. He walked over closer to the sling so that I could get a better look. "Keep your eyes on this. If you listen closely you can hear a small pop as the needle penetrates the vein." While he was doing that Liam very quickly and expertly injected the Trimix into my cock. I was too distracted and high to think about it. He then walked around behind Brandon so that I would be able to watch him inject his dick at the same time Brandon shot up. "Here goes...you next big boy" I watched as the needle was inserted into his vein and watched him pull back blood into the chamber. "That's the flash...look how hard your dick is getting....here I go" With that he pushed the liquid back into his arm. "Holy shit...." His entire body started to shudder. His eyes became wide as he coughed and rushed. "Damnnnnnnnnnn" With that he knelt down in front of the sling an began to eat out my ass. Liam came back around now sporting his own impressive hardon and said "Our turn". With that he tied tourniquets on both of our arms. Expertly he inserted a needle into his own vein but did nothing until he got me ready. As I felt the needle go into my arm I swear I could have come right then and there. He pulled back on the plunger first me then him. "Are you ready to unleash your inner whore hot man?" With that he pushed the plunger in, me first, then him and. released both of our tourniquets at the same time. "Holy fuck....holy fuck....FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!" We both started coughing and I felt like I was on fire. My ears started ringing and all of the heat started going towards my hole which was still being expertly licked by Brandon. Now I new exactly how that man in the Tumblr clip felt. "Someone fuck me pleaseeeee!!! Liam stepped around and began to kiss me as Brandon stood up, lubed my hole and shoved in balls deep in one thrust. "Can't wait for you to unload in him so that I can fuck that cummy ass" Liam said. With that Brandon and I locked eyes as he began to power fuck me. Dark eyes, black eyes without irises.Nothing but black pupils."Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me" He continued to ram fuck my ass. Time stopped can't say how long he fucked me. Then that magic moment. I felt his dick begin to stiffen and throb. His eyes rolled back into his head. "Can't hold back....going to load you up NOWWWWWW!!!!" Pulse after pulse of warm sperm filled my hungry hole until he collapsed on top of me. When he pulled out I didn't think I could feel more empty but not for long. "Feed him some" I heard. With that Brandon went back to my hole and feltched out some of the cum. He then walked around to the head of the sling. "Open your mouth" Liam said. With that Brandon spit his cum flavored by my ass into my mouth and began to kiss me. Then I began to feel fingers opening up my hole. As Brandon moved down to my nipples I looked up and saw Liam looking at me with an absolutey evil grin. "Your ass is so fucking cummy already. Can't wait to get more loads in there. With that he removed his fingers and replaced them with his rock hard cock. "I am going to enjoy this". He began to slowly pump my ass and I could feel Brandon's cum getting pushed in deeper, some of it leaking out around Liam's dick as he fucked me. "You told us your dark fantasy and now that you are living it I feel I should share mine. Let me tell you how Brandon and I met. I was a circuit boy and discovered that I loved the drugs and the sex parties better than the dancing. Soon that wasn't enough for me and my twisted mind began to think of new ways to get off. Don't be too sure that the older guy corrupted the younger guy in that Tumblr clip you told us about.I have always looked like a clean cut boy. Nothing dangerous. Good boyfriend material. The kind of man you would bring home to meet the family. I decided to use that to my advantage. Like I said I loved my drugs. My dealer told me that if I was able to bring him more clients I could get product for free. He kept fucking as he talked. Sometimes slowly, sometimes hard. Fuck that felt good. Brandon was watching from the bed jerking his cock with his fingers up his hole. "Damn Liam you know how listening to this gets me off" Brandon said. Liam continued..."I decided that I could use my preppy look to my advantage. I would dress up in my button down shirts and my khakis and go out looking to corrupt men to being slampigs. Nothing got me off more then or now. Looking at me no one would supect that was my intention or that I was dangerous in any way. I had met Brandon at this point and there was something about him that made me feel I had found a filthy, dirty minded kindred spirit. I decided to share with him my plan. For my first convert I had met this jock boy who had just come out and was very inexperienced. I took him back to my place where Brandon "my roommate" was waiting in another room. When we got to the apt he saw the tina pipe on the sidetable and asked what that was. I told him I would show him as I loaded the pipe, lit it and shotgunned the smoke into his mouth. After a few hits the kid was like putty in my hands. I kept getting him higher and more horny by teasing his dick and nipples through his clothes. I then got up and turned on the TV which was connected to my laptop. First I put on some bareback porn as we both got naked. As he was mesmerized by what was on the screen I took advantage and put a couple of tina shards up his ass as his dick was in my mouth. His ass practically devoured my fingers. Time for phase two. I switched the TV over to a file I had created with various slamming vids on a loop. Gave him the pipe again and made him take 3 big hits. His eyes were glazed over as he watched man after man on screen giving in to the needle. I whispered in his ear "Do you want to try it?" My roommate is a paramedic and can give the shots. Before he could answer I stuck my cock in his hole and started to fuck him slowly. Like I am doing to you now. Of course he said yes. Once he hit on the pipe for the first time I knew it would only be a matter of time. Brandon had changed into medical scrubs to make it look more authentic. I called to him and asked if he could do us a favor and administer the shots. He slammed us both and then we took turns spit roasting the jock. Since then Brandon and I have introduced many more Tina whores into the world." He began to fuck me harder as I felt Brandon's cock going into my mouth. "Slamwhores.....just....like....you.......FUCKKKKKKKKKKK.....He began to piston fuck me, pulling his cock all the way out and then ramming it back in...GONNA.....LOAD....YOU...UP.....UUUUGGGHHHHHHHH.....NOW!!!!!" With that I felt volley after volley of juice loading up my hungry hole. Brandon said "CAN'T...HOLD....OFF.... and began to shoot in my mouth which I swallowed hungrily. After awhile Liam prepared more shots and went off in search of new prey. We on the other hand waited in the hall until the moment came after the newbie was corrupted and we could walk in through the unlocked door to use and charge up his hungry hole. Fast forward a few years. Brandon and Liam have become my best friends and fuck buds. Liam continues to corrupt men to the world of slamming. Brandon and I are more than happy to assist him in any way possible. Changing the world. One slamwhore at a time. As I said earlier. Choices.

I love to fuck & breed men. I love them to blow me, to worship my feet and do other stuff like giving me their mouth & ass for me to use those the ways I want. Pretty fine so far but then I don't really feel like sucking ur cock. Fucking me is definetely out of the question. Perfect attitude for subs but what's the casual gay guy opinion about it? It will not change my life or sexual attitude & preferences; just me wandering about it.

Hey guys….. I read this story last year already and was always hoping it would be developed in one or the other way. Since the end is now already written, I thought – maybe I could write sort of an interlude, between the third part and the final part. It seems like some action is missing and Noels ordeal has not been finished yet. I truly hope daddybear doesn’t mind. I do this in great appreciation of his work and the way he conducted the story. This is my first try in writing. So please be kind to me. If you are interested I could write the second part of the interlude, but then I fear the story is truly over. And this makes me really sad.  Besides all: Merry Christmas to all of you – from Germany. Interlude: Andy was pushing 3 fingers into the moaning twink. He did a good job inserting my junk, which was dripping out of Noels roughly used cunt. My cum being pink stained, Andy remarked, that I damaged the boy pretty good. I was sitting in a big chair, almost in front of Noel. My legs spread wide and my dick still hard from the relentless fucking I just gave the little one. Watching into Noels face, I saw he was still flying high but sometimes his eyebrows kind of frowned, like the pain was actually sending signals of the rape to his brain. ‘Give him some more lube. Make him horny for more dick, man…..’ I shouted to Andy. Andy didn’t think twice. He scooped a large amount of the spiked lube and roughly entered his victims ass, creaming the inside of his ass with the drug that was given. Noel whimpered. ‘Man…. this hole will be fucked…. it will be fucked once I get my fist in….’ Andy mumbled this more to himself than to Santa ‘Bruno’ Bruno was slowly jacking off. Although he had just ejaculated gallons into the young bitch, he felt like his balls wanted to wipe out yet another orgasm. He liked the idea of Noel being corrupted. In this moment he didn’t think of explanations for the bad shape the boy would be, when his mom would come to pick him up. There was only his lust and this angelic cute bottom, who had his first sexual experience. And this was so intense. Meanwhile Andy opened his jeans and his big gun almost jumped out of his pants. ‘Man – I need to fuck him too. Do you mind if I take my piece of the cake’ Andy asked. ‘Not at all’ I answered. ‘Show him how nice a dick can hurt, once it is all the way in’ Without hesitation he jacked his dick a few times and although it was not necessary, he spit on the boys hole to make him even more wet. In one smooth motion he slid his whole size into the boy who was grunting with pain or pleasure. Either was possible in his drugged state of mind. Like a jackhammer he worked on the tight ass. Pulling out totally and slamming back in. Noel’s eyes were open and they were glued on Bruno and though, they were shadowed, it felt like he was yearning for Bruno to stand up and feed him some cock. In this very moment a key could be heard, unlocking the door again. Andy was so much into fucking, that he didn’t hear, or just didn’t care. But Bruno turned his head: and in walked Bonsu. A big black guy with a huge bulge in his crotch…. which was even more growing, when he saw the surprise that awaited him. To be continued…… (?)

My ass was servicing the glory hole yesterday all afternoon i took 6 loads of cum from different cock, Never saw who seeded me but on average the cocks were all pretty thick & hung, My pussy was full of cum when i left the place.

If you talk about Europe. Used to be Amsterdam but the scene seems to have shifted to Berlin I guess. Gran Canaria (Spain) is always good for BB fun in the sun.I have lived there so I know. USA: let others reply. I had BB fun in Provincetown. But that was years ago.

Any news on this? It is annoying nobody seems to care about customer satisfaction. I noticed member visits are down. When you do not get notifications of updates on topics you are following you tend to less visit the site. I do visit the site daily, but it is difficult to navigate. Rawtop, moderators. Please fix this?

I wouldn't sleep with you. Topping or bottoming, a big part of enjoying sex for me is knowing the other person is enjoying it. It's a two way street (or three or four or ....).

Let's refer to a dictionary's definition of what selfish is: "...concerned excessively or exclusively with oneself : seeking or concentrating on one's own advantage, pleasure, or well-being without regard for others"... any questions? SirPhilippe, you are selfish and it doesn't matter how many bottoms come on here and try to gas you up and/or massage your ego.

Instead of "chasing the bug" another possibility is to let "the bug chase you". If it catches you, you deal with it. But it may not catch you. Years ago I decided that I wanted to feel the freedom to engage in anonymous sex knowing very well that pozing was a strong possibility. I took the freedom instead of just worrying every 4-5 months. Before each test I psyche myself up to believe that I have probably pozed just not to feel disappointment if the test comes back reactive/positive. But it's never a desire to poz. I "fantasize" that I may have pozed but only to help me deal emotionally with a poz result.

Part 8 Behind me was an image that will be scarred into my psyche the rest of my life. It had to be a mask, but it looked so….real. The image staring back was that of the Devil himself, blood red with horns. The eyes were also red, and staring back at me, almost to my soul. “Look down Joey. Look what will be your destruction. Or your Salvation. Only you can determine that.” I struggled to break eye contact and moved down slowly. At the developed chest, which normally would turn me on, the nipples were surrounded by blood red bio-hazard markings. “Look closely.” At that command, I saw them. On each tattoo, on the downward points, were laughing skull tattoos. Each nipple was pierced with a very painful looking piercing, what looked like miniature spurs hanging from each side. I shuddered in fear, and the Devil grinned. “They are as sharp as you think. Keep going, boy.” I moved my eyes further and saw a paunch gut, not too big, but definitely more than I’d find attractive. “Count.” I noticed red hash marks, in groups of five, tattooed from his chest almost half way down his stomach. My final count came to 98. I looked back to his face, but was greeted with a severe slap across the face. “I did not give you permission to look upon my face.” “Lower.” As my eyes reached his cock, they spread further in terror at what I was seeing. The cock looked to be about 9” long, maybe more. But the length was nothing compared to the size around. Soda can is the best I could compare it to at it’s biggest. Even worse was the horror at the tip. A blood red ring pierced through the head of his cock and again, the laughing devil image, this one looking up at me form the front of the ring. “You better hope your cunt can stretch, because Luc will be ripping you open and will bring the rest of my cock with it.” Seeing the terror, and question, in my eyes, he said, “Luc is the skull. Short for Lucifer. My personal Master. He who I serve and who gifted me with my special gift.” This was now, officially, the beginning of my own personal hell. “Spread his ass for me, boy.”

The last response is a good one, but I just have a small conversation with prospective partners. If someone is interested I just say I want you to fuck me bareback and cum in my ass. Direct, to the point and we either fuck or not.

As a bottom I want something in return. I am not a slave sub. You are asking for that. Bottoms who only do what you want, not returning what the bottom wants. That is pretty selfish. Of course there are guys who go for that. Not my thing. Sex is a two way street in my opinion. Top gives, bottom takes, but both getting off on the thing they want.

I'm gonna have to second this. The walls don't seem to really behave the way internal organs behave. That and the walls look like the inner ribbing of many fleshlights. Still a hot video though.

Thursday night, finally fucked a local guy who's been begging (sometimes literally) for my cock on A4A and BBRT since I moved to town -- smooth, beefy muscle cub. He hadn't been fucked in two months and needed to be broken back in. Came in, lights down, he was ass up on the bed. Ate him out and he went fucking nuts -- started calling me "sir" and panting for it immediately. Lubed up and slid into his hole -- he really was tight, and very verbal about how he needed it in order to be opened up. I let him call the shots at first until he got comfortable -- but within five minutes, I was pressing him into the bed and pushing the whole length of my dick deep inside him and he was opening up nicely, groaning and moaning all the way. Flipped him onto his back and long-dicked him for a while, had him ride me as he ground down on it and pushed my cock as deep up into him as he could...he gasped every time my dick throbbed in him. Eventually threw him back down missionary and bred him with a huge three-day load. He texted me the next day to say it was still dripping out, and that his hole still hurt, in the best way possible.

Part 5 Ok! Enough of this serious talk Nick said slapping me on the ass. I want to fuck your cummy hole! Fuck yeah, I said more loads. I want to suck this big cock some more, grabbing Anthony's cock. It was still nice and slick with his cum and my ass juice. I stuck my ass up so Nick could have full access. Nick said no, on your back, I want to kiss you when I cum in you. MMMMM I said. I rolled over and stuck a pillow under my head so I could spend as much time as possible guzzling Anthony's poison. Nick, buried his face in my cummy hole. After a second he came up and said you are bleeding a little back here. Good! I said, get your cum in there and take my life. Oh gawd Nick said, and pushed his steel hard cock into my slimy hole. I was in heaven already with both these infected cocks in me. It couldn't get better. Just as I was spooling into another verbal fit of bug worship, it got better! Dave had been listening from his room. Arent you guys going to invite me in on the fun? I've blown two loads listening to you guys. He then held up a condom that was about half full of cum! I pulled my mouth off of Anthony's dripping bone and said, if it's toxic, have nick dump it in my hole. Nick said fuck yeah! Dave gave the rubber to Nick while I rolled my ass upward so he could dump it in easier. The cool cum ran into my hole followed by Dave's finger. MMMMMM that's nice Dave said. Is he infected like us? Gary, Nick said, nodding his toward me, is now. Fucking hot! Dave said, can I get in there too? Fuck yeah, I said. Me first, Nick said, elbowing Dave out of the way. Anthony said "now boys..." They laughed, and Nick resumed fucking me. Dave got up next to Nick and was kissing him. Nick's strokes started to get short and fast. I saw some diseased cum squirt out of my ass onto his stomach, which Dave promptly scooped up and fed to Nick. Nick bent over to kiss me and I knew I would get his load soon. He kissed me and said, you want it baby? Yes, fuck yes, I want you to kill me, let your disease destroy my body... Nick bit my lip and I could feel his cock pumping liquid death into me. Four loads, I was thinking, I'm dead...FUCK YEAH! Dave was stroking his cock, and was ready to take over when Nick pulled out. Anthony was stroking like mad and fed me a nice load and shot some on my face. He leaned back, and Nick crawled in to lick my face clean and share Anthony's fresh batch of death. Dave had cum twice already, so he pounded me for what seemed like an hour, I was getting sore, but that toxic seed was getting worked into me real good. I was egging Dave on, telling him how great it will be to have his mutation in me, and to breed me deep, he had quite a sweat going, and I was getting rained on good. I was wondering to myself if his sweat was toxic. I couldn't let it go to waste if it was, so I leaned up, put my hands behind his neck and licked as much of his sweat as I could reach. That must have put him over the edge because he started to tighten up. Breed me, fill me with your poison, fuck yeah, do it, do it I said. He did it alright. Pulse after pulse of steaming poison in me. It felt like a fucking enema. I guess it was a FUCKING enema. Yeah baby, I love it, destroy my guts. He kissed me deep and long. Anthony and Nick both said FFFFUUUUUUUUKKKKKKK at the same time. Dave collapsed on top of me. We were all spent. I remembered I hadn't cum. I didn't care.

Enjoy fucking in public. Have been to several Cumunion parties in Chicago at Steamworks. Last time I was there, in September, fucked a dude in the sling in the open area on the third floor. Was third in line to top a college age guy. I was third in line, when i got there, his hole was cummy and slick. Felt good using the other cum loads as lube. He was sucking a black cock as i was fucking him. Black dude was in him as soon as i pulled out. always a good time.

My unfulfilled fantasy is to go to a sex club with lots of big daddy tops, sucking as many dicks as possible, getting in the sling and getting bred repeatedly until my pussy is so full it will run down my legs. Very vanilla I know, but I just wanna get filled up as much as possible by as many fat dicks as possible. I love dicks and cum.

I've thought about it! There's the resistance thing, if you go off meds you can get resistance to that class of them, but I've def thought about it, just so I can poz as many holes as I can! I seem to be getting lots of requests for poz cum of late, which I am loving!

158 loads up my ass between 8/7/15 and 11/2/15. I'm new to being a cumdump and I can't fucking believe I didn't start years ago. Some nights I have guys meeting in my driveway as one cums and the other goes. My hole is so fucking full of cum most nights and 3 or 4 guys text me every night to see how full I am before heading over. I don't have to tell most guys on this site, but damn, there is absolutely nothing like serving my ass up to a random man, any man, and having him just unzip, pump and go. Or, having him call me every filthy name in the book as he makes me describe who popped a load in before him. I'm in a college town and get the hottest fucking dudes who swarm around my house as the bars close.

Yesterday at the fitness club. This young twink was looking at me in the locker room He was thin and very well hung. As I left he followed me and asked if I was interested in fooling around. He had a van in the lot. We climbed in and it was dark and private. He quickly pulled down my shorts.he pull d his down and his massive cock fell out. He said he had a girl friend but was horny now. With one move he spit and shoved his bare dick in my ass. He pounded for a few minutes and the he said he was going to cum. He asked if it was okay if he came in my ass. Before I could answer he moaned and flooded my ass with his cum. He pumped three times and his cum was dripping out. He said thanks I got out and he drove off

Part IV. We arrived at a place called BIG JOHNNY’S. The neon lettering on the roof flashed on and off. We had taken a service road off of the interstate into a seedy area on the edge of town. From the outside, you would know that this was a strip club, but there was nothing gay about it, not the pickup trucks, big rigs, and motorcycles in the parking lot, or from the crowd of rough-looking men streaming in through the front door. Dylan and Bobby took us to a side entrance and led us backstage. Calling this area ‘backstage’ makes it sound much fancier than it was. It’s behind some ratty drapes just behind the stage, sure, but there aren’t any dressing rooms. A few private booths with high backed plastic upholstered seats, and a few lit mirrors, with missing bulbs, and a few pairs of underwear and jockstraps laying around. There’s also a strong scent hanging in the air, something musty like old cum mixed with the unmistakable aroma of poppers. ‘Now what?,’ I asked Bobby. ‘You won’t have to wait long… Johnny must be with a patron, or a dancer.’ He winked at me. A slovenly overweight man lumbered out of one of the booths. He had a three-day stubble all over his face, and his chins, and appeared to be wiping some cum off of his face and into his mouth. ‘Hey boys,’ he said to Bobby and Dylan. He plopped down into a chair and they ran over to him, wrapping their arms around him. Johnny’s hands went immediately to their asses, patting them, and pulling down at the waists of their pants. He hadn’t even noticed me and my boy standing there, in our underwear, with Alex. Bobby pulled his pants off and stuck out his ass for Johnny to munch on as Dylan stripped his clothes off too and fed his boyfriend his cock. I shivered seeing the cum on Johnny’s beard working it’s way all over Bobby’s cheeks, and Johnny fingering globules of seed into his ass. It surprised me how much the contrast of these two really sexy guys getting off with this heavyset pig got me turned on. My cock was hardening and tenting out the front of my little gold pants. I saw my boy’s dick straining against the pouch of his leather jock. Johnny pulled his face out of Bobby’s ass and chuckled. ‘You guys aren’t on the schedule tonight. What gives?’ Just then, he notices me and my boy standing there, next to Alex. He waved at Alex and patted Bobby’s ass letting him know he was done munching. ‘Welcome back, Alex. You outfitted some new boys for me and my patrons?’ Alex grinned and nodded. ‘Hell yeah. They’ve been outfitted, broken in, and pre-lubed. I suggest you give ‘em both a try.’ Johnny looked at us. ‘Hmm… Pretty enough, even though one of you is a bit heavier than most of my patrons like, I think you’ll both find a crowd who is into what you’re selling…’ I knew he meant me, and I blushed. ‘Get over here and let me sample the goods! No one dances on my stage until they’ve danced in my lap and on my cock!’ There was music playing onstage, and I could see flashes of skin through a crack in the curtains, and heard hoots from the crowd, obviously enjoying the performance. Johnny nodded to Dylan and Bobby. ‘Why don’t you two run out onstage and give the guys something to really enjoy…’ The grinned and ran onstage, totally naked. The audience burst into applause and kept doing so for the next few minutes while we ‘auditioned’ for Johnny and Alex backstage… My boy and I sauntered over, with our hard-ons peeking out of our underwear, and twisted, gyrating for the filthy man who stood between us and a few hundred quick bucks. He reached out and ran his fingers over my boy’s sexy muscled chest and ass. He seemed to ignore me a bit as I felt Alex feeling me up from behind. Alex wrapped his fist around my cock, and pulled my shorts off. He spun me around, feeding me his cock, and backing my sore torn-up ass up to Johnny’s mouth. I felt a stubby fat finger pry into me. Johnny chuckled, enjoying the stream of POZ cum now leaking out of me. Not to be outdone, my boy bent over and fingered his own ass. He had two more loads inside him than I did, and pushed out hard, releasing some air bubbles and a stream of seed. Johnny mumbled something, and then lurched forward, slurping at that seed, then back to my ass. ‘These two like competition, I can tell. Let’s see who can get my load?’ He unbuckled a mammoth belt and dropped his jeans, revealing a HUGE uncut cock, shiny with someone else’s ass juice, peeking out from under his round belly. The man really disgusted me, but I was rock-hard. My boy and I knelt down, slathering our tongues around his meaty cock and hairy balls. Our tongues touched a few times, but this was not about us. It was a race to see who would get Johnny’s load. Alex stood me up and turned me around, planting my ass right onto Johnny’s cock. He speared me hard and I groaned as I sand down on it. My boy lunged forward, licking the base of Johnny’s dick as it split me in two. After a few pumps, Johnny raised me off of him and smiled at my boy as he willingly swirled that cock around in his mouth before climbing up onto it himself. He lowered himself down onto that big cock. It was so thick that streams of cum seemed to spurt out as he took inch after inch. I licked up what I could and stood, kissing my boy, now filled with a filthy stranger’s cock, and forced the seed into his mouth. After a few pumps, we switched places, over and over, always facing Alex, who was now beating his own meat. When I pulled off, Alex spun my boy around as I helped Johnny’s cock back into his ass. Alex raised his eyebrows at me and knelt down. I knew he was going to try to fit his own cock into my boy’s hole alongside Johnny’s. He held my eye contact the whole time, as my boy was filled more than he’d even been filled before, with two bare cocks, one of which I knew was POZ. My boy whimpered as Alex entered him. Alex pistoned a few times, as the audience applauded, then pulled out. He offered me a chance to double-stuff my boy. I sunk my cock right in, and there was another roar of applause. I pumped a few times as my boy’s whimpers turned to tears. ‘It’s too much! I can’t take any more!’ I pulled out as Johnny lifted my boy off of his cock. The audience booed at whatever they were watching as Johnny looked at me, ‘Think you can handle it?’ I shrugged, not sure if I was loose enough to take his meaty cock alongside Alex’ or my boy’s, but I knew I wanted to try. I faced Johnny, wrapping my arms around his hairy sweaty shoulders, and bore down on his raw cock, now slippery with our mixed ass juice and several combined loads. The audience roared at whatever was going on onstage. Alex leaned forward, and I grunted as I felt him enter me. Another roar from the crowd. He hammered away as I clenched my eyes and my jaw, trying to relax my hole. Alex pulled out, and my boy slipped in easily alongside Johnny. Another applause from the stage. Alex and my boy kept switching places until my boy bred me deeply, with possibly my first NEG load of the night, and Alex followed suit, adding his POZ cum to the mix. That sent Johnny over the edge and he bred me, holding my shoulders down so I couldn’t pull off even if I had wanted to. The audience roared with approval, as I kissed Johnny’s sweaty face, forcing my tongue into his gaping mouth. Just then, the curtains parted, and I felt spot lights on us, my ass full of degenerate cum and cock. The entire club was full of standing patrons, truckers, leather guys, and men in suits. There were several big screen televisions around the club, and they all had a live camera on us. I realized that they had all been watching me and my boy get double-fucked. Johnny patted my hip, signaling me to stand up. He took my and my boy’s hands and shuffled forward, his jeans and belt around his ankles. He bowed and applauded us as he pulled up his pants. Bobby and Dylan were naked, standing with a group of guys, cheering us on. We bowed and my boy surprised me by spinning me around and making me lean over the chair. He licked the cum out of my ass and assumed the position for me to return the favor. With both of our mouths full of seed, we kissed, passing those loads back and forth as the crowd lost their minds. Dollars were being thrust up from hands all around the room. Alex patted me on the ass and ushered me forward. ‘Now comes the fun part. Clearly, you passed the audition. Now take those dudes’ money and see if anyone wants a private dance…’ To be continued...

As of Oct 1 Anal loads taken = 457 Oral loads taken = 380 Total for September (anal only) = 107 I was chatting with this guy late August and we were discussing load tallies. I mentioned how the year had been alright but August was slow. He offered to help me make September a three digit month. He has a couple of too buddies who were up for it too. I got bred by at least two guys every night (10pm his place) and more on the weekend. It was fucking intense and not possible without poppers. Little sad it was mostly the same clocks but hey you can't have everything.

Ever thought of going to the website of the company you want to work for and apply?

feel the head of his cock pulsing...yep feel the instant gushing of cum in my hole...yep feel the warmth of his seed...yep feel the leaking cum out of my ass later on...yep

I was travelling for work and was in a fairly small city. I was horny and had a few hours to kill before I had to go to dinner with a client. I got on a4a and was looking around for a top willing to come to my hotel and fuck me. I started chatting with this guy who was a few miles away. His profile said he was 5'9", 165 lbs, blue eyes, brown hair, a 7"cut cock and an average body. Convo: Me: Nice cock. Him: Thanks. You're hot. Me: Thanks. Unlock? u a top/btm? (I unlocked my naked pics) Him: Unlocked. Top. U? Me: Usually bottom. Neg and ddf here, u? Him: Same here. When are you looking? Me: Now. At xxx hotel and can't travel. Him: I'll come fuck you. Me: Text me xxx-xxx-xxxx. We switch to texting. Text: Him: On my way. Should be there soon. Me: Getting in the shower. u fuck bb or safe? Him: Safe. U? Me: Done both. Him: I only fuck safe with guys I meet online. That cool? Me: Sure. I have condoms in my bag. Him: Cool. He arrived in about 10 minutes. I'd just gotten out of the shower and was in my towel and I let him in. He was stockier than his pics and profile said and I was put off at first. I was nervous and so was he. So we chatted for awhile. Since it seemed like we were just going to chat, I decided to move things along. I got up and walked over to my bag and got out some boxer briefs and dropped my towel. I bent over to put on my underwear when he came up behind me and rubbed my ass. I grabbed for his cock and rubbed it through his jeans. It was hard. I dropped to my knees and opened his pants and started to suck his cock. His cock was fat just like his picture. I sat him on the bed and sucked his cock. He said I gave good head. He pulled me onto the bed and sucked my cock. I was on my back and he was a great cocksucker. I was really turned on and he spread my legs and started rubbing my hole. He asked where the lube and condoms were and I pointed to my bag. He grabbed them and opened the lube and put some on my hole. He started fingering me and had 2 fingers in me really quickly. He sucked my cock and I was getting so turned on. He asked if I wanted to get fucked. I said yes. he told me how hot I was and had me bend over the bed. He fingered me some more and rubbed his cock on my ass. He said, "You are so hot. I want to fuck your ass so bad." I said, "Do it. Fuck me." He grabbed the condom and i opened the lube to put some on my cock and handed him the lube. He fingered some more lube into me. He was rock hard as he had 3 fingers in my ass. I was moaning. He said, "Do you really let guys bareback your hot ass?" I said, "Sometimes. If they want to." At this point I noticed that he still hadn't put on the condom. I said, "Are you going to fuck me?" He said, "Yes, I'm going to fuck your hungry ass." He rubbed his cock in my crack and leaned over me and said, "I'm going to fuck you good." I said, "Do you want to bareback me?" He said, "I just met you. Are you sure?" I said, "You can if you want. Either way is fine as long as your cock is in me soon." He kept rubbing the head of his bare cock on my hole and along my crack. He said, "How do you want it? What do you like better?" I said, "Bareback." He dropped the unopened condom on the bed next to me and pushed his bare cock into my ass. I winced in pain and he stopped for and let me adjust. Then he started sawing in and out of my ass slowly. His bare cock was inside me and I was moaning. He kept saying how hot I was and how good my ass felt. He bottomed out inside me and then started fucking me hard. I was pushed down on the bed and we were both moaning and grunting. I realized that I was fully naked taking his bare cock and he was still wearing all his clothes and just had his pants open and his boxers down. I told him how good his cock felt. He said, "I'm not going to last long fucking you bareback." I didn't say anything. He kept fucking and like a minute later he said, "Are you close?" I said yes and he said, "I'm going to cum." I realized he was probably going to pull out. I said, "Don't stop. Keep fucking me." He said, "If I don't pull out then I'm going to cum in your ass." I said, "Don't stop. Keep fucking me." He said, "But I'll cum in you." I said, "Do it. Cum in my ass." He grunted really loudly and jammed his cock inside me and shot his cum in my ass. I jerked off quickly to the feeling of his cock and load inside me and I came on the bed. He pulled out and said, "That was hot." I turned over and said, "Yeah it was. I'm glad you decided to bareback me. It made it hotter." He said, "Me too." He pulled his boxers and jeans up and left. I showered and went to meet the client and my boss for dinner full of safe sex boy's cum.

My first attempt at writing so please forgive the rather dry delivery. I'll try to be more creative and draw a better picture in the future but its based on real events so might come across more like a list of events than an erotic story. I'll work on that in the future. In my most recent LTR, I was the bottom and my BF was a demanding top who often got off on abusing me and showing me off in public. Due to jobs and other circumstances, we had to break it off about a year ago but I learned my place, especially when my BF told me I needed to become a total cum whore. Ever since we broke-up I've found myself compelled to seek out and service any and all tops. I'm now 28, and as I run and lift a great deal, I'm in great shape and can be a sex machine when needed. At about 5-8 and 150 lbs, I'm relatively small and have been told I have a great face and look. And I'm very masculine. I hate to say it but people rarely peg me as gay and usually assume I top. But meanwhile, I'm most definitely a pig bottom, okay with almost any scene. After my most recent break-up a year ago, I had the opportunity to spend a couple weeks in South Florida, in the Ft. Lauderdale area. I was pleasantly surprised by the amount of action I got. I went to the leather bar, the Ramrod in as little clothing as possible, usually mesh shorts and a jock, and made sure to make myself available to anyone who wanted to fuck or piss on me or whatever. Being a little muscle jock, I always got lots of attention. I also got a membership to the Club Ft. Lauderdale and I think its better than most of the ones I've been to nearer to my location in the Northeast, including DC and Philly. After that initial trip to S. Florida a year ago, I spent the next year assuming I was poz, and continued to get as much action as I could. I arranged two more trips to Ft. Lauderdale this past spring, and at the beginning of the second trip, just a few weeks ago (the beginning of June), I went to a local free testing center and was surprised to learn that I tested neg. I will say I've had numerous bouts of gonorrhea and herpes, as is to be expected I suppose when whoring around, even so I was quite surprised. I really assumed I had been pozzed up. On a side note, I actually often wonder what the etiquette is for telling tops in public situations like that about other STD's as its not my intention to go spreading stuff intentionally, but I guess its not up to me to decide, I just whore around and take what I can get. This most recent trip was a complete sexcation. I made no pretense of going out on dates or doing any tourist stuff. Instead I spent my entire vacation (and all my energy) in servicing men. As it should be, I suppose. Oddly, I don't much care for 'traditional' one-on-one hookups.. I'd much prefer to meet guys at bars and clubs so they can see what they are getting and we have a better chance of hitting it off chemistry-wise. Nothing worse than getting stuck with someone who is real prudish and/or has major hang-ups. It's so much easier just to go to a bathhouse or sex club and take as much dick as possible. At least for me. So, as soon as I arrived in Ft. Lauderdale and got to my ratty hotel, I went online and set my A4A profile to show that I'd be at the bathhouse from 3:00 PM until about 9:00 PM. As it was a random Wednesday so I wasn't expecting much, still I cleaned out as a good bottom should and headed to the bathhouse. As I expected, it was a little quiet but I made my way to the steam room and found a hot latin guy, older but nice fat cock, who nodded at me so I went down on my knees and started blowing him. Soon he pulled on my shoulders and instructed me to sit on his cock. I put my towel aside and spit on his dick real good and added some spit to my fingers and applied it to my hole and sat down on his cock. Before too long he pushed me up against a wall so he could stand and started driving his cock in me and a small group gathered around us as he drove in deep and hard. Someone in the group directed me away from the wall so I could suck on anther guy's cock. As I was getting spit-roasted, I could feel hands roaming and feeling my soft dick and low hanging balls. I rarely get completely hard as I'm usually a little anxious with people when traveling and trying to figure out the local norms and try not to do anything to piss anyone off. But anyway, soon, I'm pretty sure the guy fucking me came as I felt his pace change and when he pulled-out, another guy took his place. The steam and crowd around me kept me from seeing anything really except the cocks in front of my face. I serviced several guys until I could take no more and thankfully the remaining guys seemed okay with following me out of the steam room to cool off and see what else was going on. I wandered into the sauna where a Latin guy with a really cute face was trying to get me to go with him to his room. I prefer to service men in view of others as this seems to attract more and more cock. And for whatever the reason, I tend to find public sex more of a turn-on than private sex. I guess my general sense is that while I'm happy to serve men however they want, I try to see if they will let me service them in front of others. So anyway, in the sauna I started blowing the cute Latin guy. Before I knew it though, he was pushing me off and back so I was seated on a sauna bench with him jacking off in front of me. I stroked his balls and nips and looked into his eyes and soon he blew a huge load all over my chest and face. This seems to happen to me a lot where guys want to blow a load all over me. I'd prefer to take it in my mouth or ass but it seems to be a thing where lots of guys like to cum 'all over'. He smiled and thanked me and left and soon I was servicing someone else. I continued to service various guys, with cum all over and in me until around 9:00 PM when I showered up and headed to the locker room to leave. One of the guys I had serviced earlier, an older white guy with grey hair and a violent and vocal orgasm, was talking to a skinny young black guy with a huge dick. I'm not exaggerating when I say the young guy was hung at least 10 inches long and was as thick as a beer can. As I entered the locker room the white guy turned to me and said, "You can't leave! My friend just got here" referring to his young black friend. "Why don't you help the young man out and show him what a great pussy you have." I smiled at the skinny black guy sheepishly and he eyed me up expectantly and put his towel aside while he stroked his giant dick to full mast. The white guy looked at me and said, "Yeah, you know you can do it, you can take the giant cock. You know its your duty to service him." As he was speaking, I had half-heartedly shook my head and unlocked my locker, preparing to leave, while watching the skinny black kid stroke his big cock. The white guy spoke again and directed us into position, bending me over at my locker and pushing the big cock against my hole. His first attempt to push in didn't work so I added as much spit to my hole and his dick as i could and he tried again, this time successfully. I felt my hole stretch to the limit to accommodate him and he was soon fucking me brutally up against my locker. Despite the white guy's encouragements, the black guy pulled out without cumming and pulled me around to clean off his cock. I don't think he came but assume since he just arrived, he wanted to save his cum for later. I made sure to clean his cock thoroughly and could taste my ass and the numerous loads I had collected on his cock. I put my jockstrap on and mesh shorts, muscle shirt and sneakers and made my way out the door. I wanted a beer and a break so I headed to the leather bar. During the cab ride, I updated my profile to "Willing bttm headed to Slammers tonite around 12:30am." I had only been to the bottle/sex club a couple times before and always on a weekend so I wanted to do whatever I could to increase my chances. I always had great fun there despite others saying South Florida is full of bottoms. I've found there are plenty of willing tops but that has just been my experience. During my break at the leather bar, I met a couple guys who said they were also heading to the after hours club but while working the crowd, I lost track of them. Soon enough, however, I was done with my break and headed off to the club. When I go to Slammers, I like to get a locker so I can put my clothes away and wonder naked or in a jock - so guys know I'm available and can see the goods. So I locked everything but my jock and sneakers and started to make a round. Like I mentioned earlier, I try to service men in public but sometimes a guy will insist I go with him to a private spot. In Slammers, there are stalls or small rooms with a latching door and a bench and mirror. It wasn't long before I was bent over on the back patio getting fucked. After the guy unloaded, another guy, a hot muscle Latin guy, with a big 8.5 in thick dick, insisted I follow him to a room. He fucked the shit out of me in every position possible. After a while, I was praying he would cum soon. His thick cock was battering my hole and colon and I was really suffering. Coated in sweat, he finally unloaded. In the process, he managed to bruise the hell out of my lower back, so for the rest of my sexcation, anytime I bumped my lower back against anything, I was reminded of that fuck. Soon after, I was on the back patio again and while I was passing a dark corner, a pair of hands pulled me in and soon a cock was pounding my ass. Another group gathered around us and I was sucking and getting fucked by numerous guys. One of the guys was really demanding and pulled me out to a large area with a big round plastic covered mattress, where he pushed me on my stomach and fucked the hell out of me while I lay flat on my stomach. The guy held me down with his weight, holding my hands down against the bed. After he came, I started to get up and another guy pushed me back down on my back and lifted my legs in the air and pounded my ass. After moving me around to suit him, he reached down with both hands and started choking me. He would choke hard and then let go and so I started to nod and say "more" to indicate to him he could do what he wanted. He kept up the pressure on my neck and my vision and hearing faded. Soon I was coming to and found myself waking up to yet another guy fucking me. It must have been near closing time as more and more guys were looking to unload on me or in me. I was dragged into various positions and fucked and even on my way to the locker room was stopped two more times to take cock. One guy, an older top with grey hair and leather harness, and big thick cock told me it was time to go, indicating I was to go home with him. And this was only my first day on vacation. What fun!

That night I did not go out, I wanted myself alert for the next day, the next morning I’d picked out a nice elf costume for Noel and though it was maybe a little risqué I knew he’d wear it with a little bit of encouragement, I dressed myself in my Sunday best and sat waiting resisting the urge to light a cigar, drink some brandy or fire up the meth pipe. At 11.34am exactly Noel turned up along with his mother she was relieved when she saw me “I thought you did not work on Sunday but when I saw the Santa out there???” I stopped her, “unfortunately my dear lady, commercialism does not but recognise the ways of our lord “ I sighed “that is a colleague, an ungodly man, but the stores insist on a Santa everyday” I lowered my head “it’s not right but what can one do?”, she rested her hand on my arm “I completely understand” adding “may I leave Noel with you, he will do whatever you say”, I nodded ushering her gently out of the door “of course my dear lady, do not worry I’ll take care of him” I closed the door locking it, I walked across the room getting a cigar out of the draw lighting it up and started to undo my shirt, “don’t just stand there boy, take off your clothes”, I sat down groping my cock through my trousers as he shyly stripped off, folding his clothes as he went until he stood in front of me in a pair of old off white y-fronts “those too son”, he blushed as he pulled them down and off. He stood there like a little short Adonis, he was indeed beautiful to behold with a nice smooth lightly muscled body he stood covering himself with his hands, I stood up and walked round him “hands behind your head boy”, he hesitated as first but a swift slap to his peachy rear made him put his hands behind his head, I fondled his sweet six inch thick penis “that’s better boy” as he groaned and squirmed as I massaged his hard little prick and furry little balls, before tugging on this pubic hair “this needs to go”, I could see his emotions wave over him as I added “that’s if you want to suck my cock again son?” He groaned in anticipation as I sat him on the chair slathering his pubes with shaving foam, not being a stranger to shaving boys I did it expertly until his cook and balls were as hairless as the day he was born “is your crack hairy son?”, he fidgeted a bit “no Sir”, I raised my eyebrows “really?, show me”, he looked a bit scared but he raised himself up settling down so his legs were over the arms of the chair, his arse was deliciously smooth, like a plum, his voice was trembling “is it ok?”, I took a lick at it growling ”its perfect” before burying my tongue deep in his arse crack. I love the shock and surprise a boy has when a tongue first flicks over his arsehole, and Noel was better than expected, he shrieked “oh my god”, I grinned “like that son?” he squirmed and panted as I stuck my tongue right into his young arse “oh god Sir yes I love it!!!”, I savoured the fresh taste of his arse, I detected a scent and taste of soap as I tongued him, he was trembling playing with his cock “I never, never, oh my god forgive me”, I pulled my tongue out of his quivering boyhole “don’t you dare cum yet boy”, he groaned letting go of his cock, “that’s a good boy”, “you finger youself boy?”, he blushed nodding, I chuckled “show me”, Noel slowly licked his finger before putting it down to his smooth young hole, pushing his middle finger into himself moaning as he wanked himself with the other, I grunted slapping his hand “no wanking boy, just pleasure your arse”, he obediently let go of his cock, he looked so cute his eyes clearly needing approval as his finger slipped into his hole and he started frigging himself, I nodded “good boy” and smiled down at him at I picked up my tub of Tina laced lube, “that’s a good boy, here use some of this”, he looked at me quizzically “I’ve only used spit before”, I chuckled “this is much better than spit son”, he scooped a glob up as I grinned “show me how you do it son, go on just for me”, he rubbed the big old gloop of lube onto his hole “like this Sir?”, I had to control my voice as I whispered “very good boy, now finger it in, show me “ and just like that the kid chemmed himself up, I had to puff out my chest in pride, who wouldn’t?

There are no rules about who can start and finish a story. I enjoyed what I'd read and tried adding something new to it. If there are rules against finishing an open-ended story (which is common practice everywhere), then I am unaware of them. If that is the case, I will willingly withdraw my contribution. By definition, a short story should not supposed to have too many installments. Parts 2 and 3 were not as strong as the opening bit, in my humble opinion. And the author had such a creative plot. Consequently, I ended the tale the way I liked. However, it had been a while and no continuation or ending to this story came about, so I ended it the way I saw fit. Probably not the way you would have ended the story, but then, if you don't like the ending, write or your own story or finish this one the way you'd like instead of passing off judgments on something so subjective and personal... Especially if you are checking this site several times a day - you have the time! Incidentally, if orlandoneg completes his story, then I will definitely read and enjoy it. In the meantime, I will wait to read and comment on your story in terms of content, structure, style, and originality.

Part 2: An unexpected encounter Ryan laid in bed staring at the ceiling. It was time to wake up, but Ryan was more groggy than usual. He didn't sleep very well. The events that unfolded the night before ruminated in the back of his head and he tossed and turned while concerning phrases like "Big poz cock!" and "Deathstick" haunted him throughout the night. Maybe I'll just forget about this and jerk off, Ryan thought. Ryan started stroking his cock and felt that familiar arousal building. He still couldn't shake what he heard out of his head though as he tried to pleasure himself. "Use my ass," Ryan remembered hearing. Despite recalling the events, Ryan's dick hardened quickly. Damn, I have to pee, Ryan realized. He decided to not let his urge to piss disrupt his morning jerk. So, he released his thickening member and groggily made his way out of his bedroom. He paused at the doorway to see if the coast was clear. He was relieved to not hear anything and opened up the half-closed bathroom door. Ryan stopped abruptly at the doorway as the door swung open. All Ryan saw for the moment was cock. Big massive cock. Taken by surprise, he stood silently with his mouth agape. The big cock dangling a couple of feet away was almost hypnotic. But, Ryan forced himself to stop staring and his eyes moved slowly up a six-pack of tan abs to a a very toned chest, until he finally met the dark brown eyes of the tall figure in front of him. "Oh sorry, Donnie said you weren't home," the stranger said as he pissed into the bowl. Ryan was shocked and confused and not putting it all together, "Donnie?" "I mean Donald .. your roommate," the stranger clarified. "Oh right," Ryan said feeling stupid for not making the obvious connection. His eyes fell onto the monstrous dick once again and admired it while the stranger continued to piss. "Not to worry .. he's passed out. He was exhausted," the stranger offered, perhaps trying to ease the awkwardness for Ryan. A long pause followed. Ryan was entranced. He felt a sense of jealousy. Donald got fucked by that? He was thinking as he continued to stare. "I'm almost done," the stranger assured Ryan. "Umm .. it's okay. You don't have to rush," Ryan answered. The stranger felt odd as he continued to piss, while Ryan continued to stare. "Did you need to grab something in here?" the stranger asked. "Huh?" Ryan was again distracted and not processing well. "Oh .. no .. I just have to pee when you're done." Ryan looked down at his feet as he realized he was staring. The stranger finished peeing, flushed the toilet, and then stepped towards Ryan. "I'm Gabe," he said holding out his hand. Ryan looked up and shook it somewhat hesitantly. Ryan was using not shy. But, he was definitely unprepared for this introduction. "Well .. this is definitely the strangest way I've ever met someone," Gabe said trying to ease the tension, "Donald said he had a roommate, but he didn't mention how sexy he was." Ryan glanced at Gabe's cock again. Damn it, Ryan thought, I need to stop looking. "Thanks," he replied softly. "It looks like you liked what you saw, though," Gabe said smiling broadly. "Huh?" Ryan looked down after Gabe pointed at his groin, only to realize he was sprouting a massive boner that was peaking out of the top of his briefs. "Oh yeah," Ryan laughed nervously, "morning wood." Another pause followed. Gabe couldn't miss the sexual interest. Ryan was too scared to make any advances though. Despite being turned on, he knew Gabe had HIV. And this just wan't an option. Gabe stepped close to Ryan, and towered over him by a foot. He leaned in closer and whispered into Ryan's ear "I saw you staring. Don't worry. If you want it, I'll give it to you." Ryan felt Gabe's long and thick member brushing against his stomach. Despite being aroused, he still felt immobilized. "Leave your number on my car windshield if you want it," Gabe whispered. Ryan could feel the heat of his breath on his ear. "It's the Camry." And then, Gabe left quickly as his schlong graised against Ryan's stomach as he departed. Ryan quickly shut the bathroom door. Fuck, hes hot, Ryan couldn't deny. He was too hard to piss and decided to take a shower instead. He couldn't get Gabe's hot body and gigantic dick out of his head. His boner would not go away. So, Ryan decided to jack it, and maybe he'll stop thinking about it. Gabe's offer lingered in Ryan's head. "If you want it," he remembered. Ryan stroked his dick as the shower doused his thin frame with steaming water. I WANT IT Ryan told himself as he stroked more furiously. And then, he imagined himself on all fours, begging for it like Donald did. Yeah I want it, he imagined himself saying to Gabe. He imagined Gabe answering back like he previously heard saying YOU'RE GONNA GET IT. Ryan couldn't control himself. He jacked with vigor. He softly verbalized his desire, "fuck me with your big poz cock." He was surprised how turned on he was as heard himself say it. "Yeah, use my ass. Fill me up with your poz cum," he softly said imagining Gabe deep inside him. Ryan's orgasm was inevitable, "fuck yeah, I want that poz cock" he tried not to say too loudly as he shot his load onto the tile in front of him. His orgasm seemed incredibly intense and nearly unstoppable. Finally, he felt his cock pumping, but no more jizz followed. After some long deep breaths, Ryan returned to normalcy. And he reflected on his "session." He decided that it was just dumb role play. That's all. No need to be worried.

I made sure to upload mine a while back. Happy with the amount of views I got! I need to make more soon.

Banding is quite fun, i own an elastrator and use it on myself maybe once a month (pics in my gallery ) Some of the most intense cums i have ever had were while being banded. If you use a numbing cream like orajel about your sac before banding, it doesn't hurt quite as much... but yes, once that band is cut off, the rush of blood back in is quite an intense feeling.

Sorry for the delay in posting this part, I posted it in the wrong section by mistake. ************************************************************************************ Johnson held the boy's legs back by gripping him behind his knees. The boy was making 'ooohh' and 'aahhhh' noises as Johnson screwed him like a pro. I leaned-in, and, grinning at the boy, gave him a nice wet sloppy kiss, simultaneously twisting one of his little nipples between my fingers. The boy returned my kiss eagerly and then gazed up at me adoringly as I slipped my cock into his eager little mouth. Anton grunted "Looks like the whore's in love." "Maybe, but in love with cock, more like it" I replied. "Fucking right" growled Johnson, his dick pummelling the boy's arse, "his pussy's massaging my dick really good" and then grabbing the boy's rock hard dick in his hand, Johnson ordered him "Cum for me, little boy, cum while I'm fucking you and Daddy will spunk in your pussy." The boy groaned and reached for his nips twisting them himself and groaning his eyes glazed but full of desire as he vocalised the pleasure his pussy was giving him. Johnson reared up spreading the boy's legs even wider and, remaining on his haunches, held the boy by his slim waist, using his strength to pull the boy hard down on his cock as he slammed his hips hard, screwing the boy with amazing strength and vigor for a man his age. The boy's body was being shaken like a rag doll and he was covered with sweat, but he carried on working his nips as Johnson fucked his hole and held onto his little white boy cock, the boy threw his head back and let out a high pitched 'eennnnnn!!' as his cock spurted his white teen boy cum over his abs "atta boy" Johnson grunted and fucked in harder literally roaring as his own cock fired his sperm deep inside the boy splattering his innards with another load of black daddy cum. Johnson lowered himself onto the boy kissing him as he ground his cock into the boys pussy as if to make sure his cum got in as deep as he could. When Johnson pulled out the boy just laid there on his back with his legs still spread his muscled chest heaving gently as he breathed, Johnson rubbed his jizz covered dick over the boys lips and face "looks like the boys partied out". The guys left and I went back into the bedroom, I put the boys pizza delivery baseball cap on his head sitting him up so he was leaning against the headboard, I got a piece of card and wrote on it 'for pizza call me' and the number of the pizza place he worked at, I then pushed his legs back and tied them in place so that his swollen boi pussy was on full show oozing spunk along with his little dick that I worked hard, a little slap brought him round enough to hold the card and smile for me as slid my cock into his cunt and took the picture that would definitely be getting his pizza boss a lot of business! I cleaned the tina boy up a bit and then let him sleep for a few hours before rousing him telling him it was probably time to go, he looked a bit disoriented at first and I went to pick up his clothes, when I came back into the bedroom he was on the bed with his legs pulled back staring at his swollen hole in the mirrored wardrobe doors, he looked at me "oh god what did you do to me?", I sat down on the bed next to him and putting my hand between his legs my finger lightly touching his ring smiled "just what you asked us to do son, fucked and spunked inside your bum", he glowed red and his eyes widened "us??!!", I pushed my finger into his wet sloppy pussy "yes 'us' boy, me and two buds of mine, you begged us to fuck and put our poz cum in you", he threw his head back shaking it but offered no resistance as I started to gently finger fuck his hole, "and you loved it son, you loved our big black daddy cocks in you little boi pussy corrupting it" he stifled a sob but he also groaned his nipples hardening on his chest, I lent down and started to chew lightly on one of them as I smiled watching his white boy cock stiffening between his legs, "that's right baby boy right now Daddys black poz babies are getting your slutty boi pussy pregnant". I could hear him sobbing quietly but again he did not move and his cock stayed hard between his legs, I continued chewing on his nipple mumouring what a good boy he was until I heard a little voice whisper "again to make sure please Daddy?", I looked at my grinning face and rock hard dick in the mirror "definitely son, that's a good fucking boy" The End

This is such a fucking hot story. It's one of my greatest fantasies to find a doctor who is actually an "anti-doctor," someone who wants to disease me rather than heal me. My fantasies include all of the above, as well as forced unhealthy behaviors like heavy smoking, drinking and chems. All in the name of a "treatment program," of course. I wish such a "doctor" (real or role-playing) would contact me. In the meantime, I'm really looking forward to the third chapter. GREAT WRITING!