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I live in a fairly new community in the suburbs of Las Vegas. The neighbor directly across the street from me is a black couple. She's a beautiful, petite woman. And he's a tall, muscular guy of about 6'5", built like a brick shithouse. Muscles for days. While his wife is very friendly and always will stop to chat when I run into her. Her husband, DeWayne, never seems to want to have much to do with me. He's friendly to wave back as we see each other across the street. But that's the extent of my involvement. I've never been sure if he was just homophobic? Or what? But the other day I was outside, taking down the Christmas lights from around my front porch. DeWayne saw me out there and walked across the street to my house, asking "How was your Christmas?" "Good, thanks. Did you and Carol enjoy yourselves?" I replied. "Yeah, it was fine, thanks. Hey, could I ask you to help me for just a second? I need to get up in the attic to change the filter on my furnace. Can I borrow your ladder when you're finished with it?" DeWayne asked. "Actually, I'm done with it, but it's a bit wobbly. Let me hold it for you," I replied. "Thanks, Dave." I folded the ladder and followed DeWayne across the street. He has the same floor plan as I do, only flipped. So I knew the attic access was in the master bedroom closet. I followed DeWayne into the bedroom, then into the large walk-in closet. I opened the ladder and moved to the side to hold it steady, as DeWayne climbed up it and up into the attic opening. DeWayne was just wearing a wifebeater teeshirt and basketball shorts. The sight of his bulging muscles and muscled thighs as he climbed the ladder in front of me got the blood stirring in my cock. I could feel my cock swell in my gym shorts as he passed my face on the ladder. He removed the filter and handed it down to me, commenting "The clean filter is on the bed, Dave. Could you hand it up to me?" I retrieved the filter from the bedroom, then came back and handed it up to DeWayne. He quickly replaced the filter, closed up the furnace and started back down the ladder. As he climbed back down the ladder, he paused o lift the attic cover back over the opening, which gave me a direct view up the leg of his basketball shorts. Damn! He was going commando! I could see his beautiful black cock and balls hanging down the pant leg directly in front of my face. My cock now sprang to full hardness in my gym shorts. In fact my hard cock was all but bulging out from my shorts. It was undeniably noticeable. DeWayne continued down the ladder. As he reached around the ladder, to fold it up, his hand brushed across my hard cock. He folded the ladder and brought his hand back, so that it again brushed against my rock hard cock. He just turned his face to me and smiled. My face was flushed with excitement and embarrassment. "Dave, can I repay you with a beer or a cocktail?" DeWayne asked. "Got some scotch?" I asked. "Got it", he said as he smiled again at me and left the closet. I took the ladder and followed him into the great room area. "I'll just put this outside", I said as I opened the front door and placed my ladder on his front porch. I came back into the room to find DeWayne sitting on the sofa, with our two drinks and the bottle of scotch on the coffee table in front of us. I crossed to him, sat on the sofa next to him and grabbed my drink. "Cheers!", he said. We chinked glasses and each took a swig of scotch. "Thanks again, Dave", he said as he adjusted his crotch. "Carol's in Los Angeles for a few weeks. Helping our daughter. We have our first Grandchild", he said with a grin. "Oh, Wow..!!! Congratulations", I said. We chinked glasses again and took another swig of scotch. DeWayne reached for the bottle and poured more into both our glasses. He put the bottle back onto the table, then adjusted his crotch again. I couldn't help, but to look down at his crotch. He had a noticeable bulge growing in his shorts. He gave me a "knowing smile" and rubbed his crotch again. I was frozen, staring at him rubbing and adjusting his cock as it swelled in his shorts. Almost without thinking, I reached over and felt his cock. Yes, it was indeed hard. I felt it throbbing under the fabric. With no words exchanged, he lifted up his ass from the sofa and pulled his basketball shorts down. Exposing a half hard beautiful bbc. Looked about 9"s cut and thick. My fingers wrapped around it as it continued to swell. I leaned over and took the head into my mouth. Then licked all around his cockhead. I licked up and down his shaft, then as he reached full hardness, I swallowed as much of his cock down my throat as I could. As I was servicing his bbc, he reached around to my ass and began to finger my crack. Oh, fuck! He wants to fuck me. As I continued to suck his cock, I was struggling to pull my own shorts off to expose my bare ass. I finally got my shorts and underwear off and he began to massage my asshole. He spit on his fingers a few times and then pushed the saliva up in my hole. I came up off his cock. "Fuck me", I said. He got up and walked into his bedroom. I got up and followed him. I climbed up on his bed and knelt on the edge of the bed. He spit a few more times onto my asshole. Then put his rock hard cock up to my hole. He began to press into me. Oh, Fuck..!!! It was hurting. But I wanted it. I wasn't going to stop him. He pushed further into me. I took deep breaths. Finally, I felt him slide all the way up into me. I asked him to hold it there for a few minutes, until my ass could adjust to his size. After a few moments, I had relaxed into it and began to press back against him. He then began to pump. He'd pull his cock nearly all the way out, then slam it back into me. Making me grunt as his bbc slammed balls deep into me. Now, he was really pounding. He was showing no mercy as he grabbed me around the waist and pounded in and out of my white pussy. He fucked me hard and deep for about 10 minutes, then he slammed deep into me and grunted as he filled my ass with his hot load. I milked his dick as best I could. Then he pulled out, walked into the bathroom. He tossed a hand towel out to me as he washed off his cock. When he walked back into the bedroom, he just said "Carol will be gone till the 30th. I'll probably need to get my rocks off again before then. Can I call you", he asked? "Sure. Anytime", I said. You can be sure that I'll be trying to get a few more loads from him before his wife comes home at the end of the month. I'll be happy to let him seed my pussy anytime he desires it.

This happened last evening, and as I sit here typing this I still have a cum filled ass. Of all times in the year for the furnace to decide to die, it had to be in January? It's fine if you live in Florida, but not when you live in Canada. Luckily the heating company was able to catch someone before he headed home for the day, and he arrived shortly after I called. I was not in the best of moods, however. I'd woken up horny as hell and knew there wasn't anyone around to fuck me, so the plan had been to spend a couple of hours jacking off and playing with some dildos. With the house so damned cold that was not going to happen. So imagine my surprise when I opened the door expecting some cranky old man wanting to get home to his bottle of cheap whiskey, only to find a sexy young bear. Maybe more of a cub, but sexy either way. Suddenly all of the hormones came racing back, and I'm not sure if I hid it well. Down in the basement he was on hands and knees looking into the electrical guts of the piece of junk . . . while I checked out his beefy round ass. I'm sure he noticed as I was trying to look away. I figured he's a total straighty so turned and headed for the stairs to leave him alone to do his work. "You must have been freezing your ass off," he commented to me. My guard was down, or maybe my brain was still frozen, so without thinking I replied, "No, my ass is pretty hot." After all, it has always had it's own built-in furnace. I was still heading up the steps when I felt his hand on my ass, saying, "Yeah, it is." So I decided to make a deal with the not-so-straight guy. "Fix the furnace and you can do anything you want with my ass." He smiled a very big smile and said, "Deal." And headed back to his work. I raced upstairs, douched and showered. I was a little surprised that he wanted to fool around. Not because of the 'straight guy' thing. But he couldn't be older than 25. I'm 43, though most guys I've been with thought I was in my early 30's. I guess he might think I'm younger -I'm sure as hell not going to debate it with him! He had to get someone to bring him a replacement part, but once he had that, the furnace was up and running in no time. And as soon as it was, he was back up the stairs smiling at me with that 'you said I could do anything to your ass' kind of look to it. Maybe he is mostly straight, but a lot of younger guys these days will get their rocks off any way they can. I was just glad this sexy young guy was going to end my drought. It felt like it had been months since I last got fucked and bred. I took him upstairs and we both quickly undressed. I didn't bother with much foreplay, figuring that if he was more into girls me might not been interested in kissing. So I dropped to my knees and took his very nice, already throbbing hard, dick into my mouth. It was like the rest of him -solid and thick. Probably around 8 inches I'd say. My ass was twitching as I thought about this big meat filling my hole. Luckily he must have been thinking the same thing, because he really wasn't all that interested in getting sucked. He pushed me onto my back on the bed and climbed up between my legs. I had already lubed my ass after I douched, so I was ready to go, and he wedged his big cock head into my hungry opening. "You're already wet," he commented. "I didn't want to waste time, so I already lubed up," I told him. "Good," was all he said, and slid full length into my hole. Not hard and fast, but slow enough for me to feel and enjoy every ripple of his cock without a moment of pain or discomfort. I have to admit that it was not what I was expecting. I thought he'd just want to pound my hole, blow his wad, and get the hell out. But he was going to enjoy himself -lucky for me! He smiled a very handsome smile down at me as he slowly began to pump in and out of my hole. I thought, 'This is exactly what I needed from the moment I woke up this morning,' and I lay back and enjoyed every bit of it. The young stud gradually increased his thrusts once my ass loosened up enough, and he was pounding some satisfied grunts out of me. "You like my cock?" he asked after one particularly loud grunt. "Fuck yes, your cock feels awesome in my ass," I gasped in reply. "Damn you know how to fuck me good!" He smiled again, and said, "Your ass feels like it was made for my cock. I never felt a fuck like this before." We must have fucked like that, in the same position, for at least 20 to 30 minutes. We were working up quite a sweat, too -just the kind of fuck I love. The look on his face changed and he appeared much more determined now, and I could tell that he was close to cumming. Only then did it occur to me that he hadn't even bothered to ask about a condom or status, and I sure as hell didn't care. I was just a little surprised at that. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he panted, slowing down to ease his cock out of my ass. 'Oh hell no,' I thought. "Do it, cum in me," I panted back, taking a cue from one of my fictional stories and scissoring my ankles behind his back and pulling him back into me. The handsome smile was back. "Really?" he asked in surprise. I figured if he usually did fuck girls and didn't use a condom, he probably pulled out before cumming. But I wasn't going to let him waste that load. I wanted it where I believe most loads belong after leaving a man's balls -up my ass! "Do it, give me your load," I begged. "Fuck yeah," he growled. "Here it comes," he gasped as his balls exploded and his gorgeous dick began to fill me with his seed. I lay my head back and tried to memorise ever second of feeling his dick in me, blasting his hot cum into my hungry hole. It felt so damn good, I hoped he'd want to come by again. After he recovered, we lay on the bed for a couple of minutes to catch our breath, and then he got dressed to leave. I figured maybe he had someone at home waiting for him. I also didn't want to know, and wasn't going to ask. I just pulled a robe on and walked him down to the door. "That felt awesome," I told him. As he put on his winter boots, he winked up at me. "Your ass is better than anything I've ever felt." When he stood back up, I could see his dick hard again in his pants. Both of our eyes were staring down at it, and then he looked back up at me. "I want to fuck you again," he said. He didn't need to ask twice. I just yanked off my robe, bent over the stairs leading up, and he came up behind me, still dressed with his boots on, and stuffed his amazing dick up my now cum-sloppy hole. This was going to be a fast and hard fuck, but my ass was ready for that now. His hips smacked into my ass relentlessly. His hands were digging into my waist, pulling me back onto him hard as he thrust into me. There was definitely a lot more grunting in this fuck, which always turns me on more. I hate silent fucks. He didn't last as long, maybe 5 or 10 minutes, and then yelled, "Take my cum" as he unloaded into me. "Fuck yes, fill my ass up," I begged. I didn't feel it this time, probably I was already too wet and too loose. Didn't matter, I could feel his dick throbbing, so I knew he was giving me another load. When he finished and pulled out of me, I quickly turned and dropped to suck his dick clean. I didn't want to send him home with a cummy dick if he had someone there who might find out. As I finished, he leaned back against the wall, catching his breath, and said, "That was awesome." "It sure was," I agreed. He grabbed his coat and headed for the door, but turned before he was through. "Maybe I could come by again some time?" he asked hopefully. Yes! Just what I was hoping he'd say! "You can fuck me any time," I told him. I quickly scribbled my number onto a piece of paper and handed it to him. I watched him in his truck before he pulled out. He was entering my number into his phone. He was definitely going to be fucking and breeding me again. Maybe next time we would even get to exchanging names.

Going slower and less deep would PREVENT me from cumming. That point of no return usually makes me fuck so roughly that the other guys start screaming...

A Couple educating a shy bottom Toby and Jake saw the cute young Asian boy’s online profile and hit him up. T: Hey what’s your name, babe? A: Young. You? T: Toby…. let me see some pics. A: I only have few. Sent. T: You should take more pics… if you want I can take them for you. A: Really? T: Yes. Come now. My assistant and I just finished a shoot and we can take your pic before we clean up the set. A: Okay… An hour later, Young was at the door to our studio. “Welcome.” Toby greeted him by the door and led him into the back where Jake, Toby’s boy friend and another young man from online waited both in their underwear. “Get comfortable. Take some clothes off.” Toby and Jake pulled clothes off Young to reveal a slim smooth body. Toby was pleased that Young was cooperative even though he was shy. As Young stood in the middle of 3 of them in his underwear, he was blushing red all over his body but he remained almost naked as he was told. “What would you like to drink?” “whatever you have. I think it will help me to relax a bit.” “Okay. I will make you a special drink.” Toby approached Young with a drink and fed it to him. As Toby tilted the glass back and high, Young’s slim neck pushed out and bent back. Toby wrapped his fingers around his neck slightly and locked lips with Young. Young’s slim body shook as Toby roughly twisted the boy’s head around while they locked their tongue and exchanged saliva. Jake quickly dropped a pill in their mouth and rubbed his body along the two of them. Toby took a sip of water and fed it to Young’s mouth and watched him drink it up. Toby and Jake was pleased to find young Asian boy to be as submissive as they expected. They moved behind the camera and light and started to shoot Young’s now sexually aroused body in different poses. They asked Tim the other young man they fund online to put some ointment on Young’s body. Tim has approached them online initially to watch them have sex only but as Toby and Jake handled Young’s body, they saw clear arousal in Tim. Tim was eager to run his hand on the slim smooth skin of Young’s body and as he rubbed ointment on his skin, he started to get rock hard under the tight briefs. Toby asked Tim to pull out of the shot before he got carried away and saw Tim pulling away reluctantly. Toby set the camera to record video and joined Young in the set. Jake joined them with few pillows which they stuck under Young’s belly so he could be poised better for fucking and sucking. Both Toby and Jake ate Young’s hole and poured as much saliva into it as they could to make it wet for their cocks. When Young’s body was aroused enough to be fucked, his hole started to get wet naturally like a real pussy. “Young, you really have a nice boy pussy and it gets so wet for our cocks.” Toby complemented the young bottom on his good nature before he took his pleasure from it. Toby started to push in without condom at first and the bottom didn’t really seem to fight it off. But Toby felt bad for the young Asian bottom and asked Jake for a condom and lube. He could see a bit of disappointment in Jake’s eyes as well but that all melted away as he pushed into Young’s hot boy pussy and started to pound it away. Jake got in front of Young and pushed his head down and the boy showed incredible talent in using his throat muscle to milk his cock and Jake fed him his first load in less than 10 minutes. Jake’s cock stayed hard as he made Young suck it back to life as Toby pumped in and out til he filled the condom with his cum. Jake almost pushed Toby out of the way and started to fuck Young’s boy pussy. Tim broke his silent observation and pulled young’s head onto his cock and held him down on his cock while Jake pounded him and shot his cum into the condom. Toby and Jake left the room for a quick wash up leaving Tim and Young alone. Tim turned Young around and had him sit down on his bare cock and bounce on it. Lots of liquid oozed out of Young’s hole to coat Tim’s cock and balls. Tim licked his finger off of the wetness and loved how it tasted. He bit Young’s earlobe and whispered “I love the smell and taste of your pussy juice, bitch” and started to chock Young a bit as he bounced him harder and faster on his cock. Toby approached them and Tim stopped fucking and pulled out. Toby sent Young to clean up and asked Tim to leave. Tim followed Young to the bathroom after he got dressed and took a piss while he watched Jake and Young taking shower together. Tim was desperate to get Young’s contact info before he left. He went to the set and found Young’s bag and saw his phone sticking out of one of the pockets. He picked it up and called his phone before he left. Young shared how he felt more comfortable with Toby and Jake since they were together for some reason and asked them to have her back for more sex soon before he left. 2…… Tim….. Tim called Young, the Asian bottom the minute he got home. When he heard the soft voice answer, he felt his nasty switch on and asked him rudely, “you loved feeling my raw cock in your pussy bitch?” Young knew Tim was mean and could be dangerous but he loved how he treated him. Hearing Tim’s deep masculine voice talking dirty to him started to arouse him for some reason. “Where are you now?” “Just about to get on the subway.” “Stay there. I will pick you up.” Tim hung up and called his dealer. Young wanted to leave and walk away from Tim and all his BS but he felt his hole pulsing as he remembered the sensation of his raw cock. He also felt hot moist oozing out of him. He has waited for Tim more than an hour and started to get tired. Young started to stretch when a big black SUV pulled right behind him as he bent to touch his toes. The window rolled down and Tim’s face appeared. “Bitch, get in.” Tim threw Young’s bag to the back but had him sit in the front on his lap. Tim fucked Young’s hole with two fingers and let it get wet like before. “His pussy gets really wet like a real pussy.” said to the driver. Driver was a big black man with a scary face and big fat black fingers that wasted no time joining Tim’s fingers fucking Young’s boy pussy. Together they fucked young’s hole and opened it up by the time they reached their destination. Tim made out with Young at any chance he got as they went to an apartment building. The black man entered first and two followed. Tim was all over Young right by the door even before the door closed. He almost ripped the clothes off of Young to rush getting him naked. “Let’s bump him up.” The black man started to fill a big turkey baster with cocktails of drugs while Tim forced Young to deep throat his cock and choke on it. The black man pushed Young’s slim body to bend him forward to be ready to receive his turkey baster injection. After he emptied it into Young’s hole, he pushed a small butt plug to seal it inside for a while. Tim continued forcing Young to orally serve his cock as he watched Young’s eyes get filled with druggy cloud and ecstasy. As Tim observed a young boy losing his mind to rugged up high completely, he was getting high as well and he wanted to mark the boy as his. He slapped the boy really hard and made his hand prints on his face and on his ass cheeks but he wanted to do more. Tim raped Young for hours as he beat him up harder and harder as his dealer watched them. “MAn.. you are going to kill that bitch..” His friend stopped Tim from chocking Young as he fucked him full of his cum. At about the same time, Young’s cock started to shoot cum all over in between their bodies. “Bitch loves it. Look, he just came when I almost killed him.” Tim fucked Young for few more hours and bred him few more times before his friend asked him…. “So hand over the bitch now and I will give you enough shit.” Tim pulled out roughly and Young let out high pitched scream. Young tried to fuck back on to Tim’s cock but Tim pushed him away with his foot and both the dealer and Tim found it a bit amusing. Tim got up and ready to leave and walked out after his dealer said, “Thanks for the gift”

Couple days after I got my first load ever, I was chatting online with a top. He about 55, me 23 years old. And the first load I got, just to let you guys know, it was the first time I got fucked bare and I ended up with the semen of somebody inside me. The top back then was a stranger and he hadn't asked if he can fuck me bb and even breed me. So now maybe without knowing this top made me to look for another top who would fuck me bareback. Cause I was irritated after the experience, but always thinking back of the load the stranger realeased inside me, it made me horny and something was telling me to submit again to an older stronger bull, even though I had been telling me I didnt want it. So the older top (55) i was texting to seemed to be a bb fucker according to his profile. What maybe excited me most, now that I am looking back, he seemed to know exactly what he wanted. As soon as he knew that I was looking to bottom, he told me that he was going to fuck me, deep and hard with my face down and ass up. He also told me, I should know that after he fucked me, I will be his bitch. I replied I am not a bitch, I barely have experience. He sent me a pic of his cock. It seemed quite large. This made me horny and I was hoping to feel his cock inside me. I asked him if I should bring condoms, he replied he had everything. After a few backs and forths we agreed the time I would go to his place. 1 hour later I was in front of his door, he opened, said nothing, just kind of looked at me like something to fuck. He closed the door and immediately told me to get all my clothes off. I did so. He seemed demanding and dominant. Then he showed me the bedroom, told me to get on his bed. He got his clothes off. Then he put handcuffs on me and a mouthpiece that would make it hard for me to scream. I didnt really want to do that, now I even thought before I came that I should at least tell him right away to use a condom, even though because of my last experience I kind of wanted to get bred again. But then at this moment, the top was so dominant and I was so horny, I just let him use me. Then the top licked my pussy for 5 or 10 minutes and I was really relaxed, still kind of nervous but relaxed. Finally I felt how he was getting ready to push his cock inside me. With the first thrust he just rammed his cock balls deep inside me. It felt like now he was really deep inside me. Then he started fucking me really deep and hard. It felt sooo good. I was so horny and I felt like he was just using me for his pleasure. But as I found out later it was for more than just pleasure. While he was fucking me hard, sometimes he just pushed his cock really deep inside me, let me feel his big strong cock and talked to me. He told me all kinds of things: "You little slut, I am going to make you my bitch!" "Do you feel know who is the man of us?" "You are my little bitch, and I fuck you whether you want it or not!" After some 15 minute fucking, he started grunting a bit and I knew he was about to come. And yes, he wasn't using a condom. So then he just moaned while pushing him deeper inside me and grabbing my head from behind. Now I knew, he was just cuming inside me. He was realeasing all his seed inside me. It made me so horny and at the same time a bit ashamed of him telling me who was the man knowing that he just dominated me and made me submit to him. He just stayed a little more inside me and while still inside me, he told me: "Now you are my bitch, and anytime I want your ass belongs to me to get fucked!" Then he told me to leave. I was driving home knowing that his seed was inside me and that he just bred me basically the way I was secretely hoping for. It made me really horny again. What do you guys think. Am I just a slut? Still on the same night we texted online again and he told me that it was exactly what he wanted, to deposit his seed inside me, in order to make me his bitch. And I kind of feel this way and that I have to let him fuck me again.

Cable part III As the cable guy stood up, I could only lay there wondering what the hell had I just done. Had never done anything with a guy before nor even thought about doing anything and now I had sucked a cock and been fucked and found out the guy was hiv positive on top of that. I was totally dumbfounded and had no idea what to do now. The cable guy meanwhile was getting dressed and then asked if I had liked what we had done. I really didn't know what to answer but told him it had felt pretty good but what should I do now? Do about what is all he wanted to know. Just enjoy and if you like I can send my buddy down and let him show you more if you want. I kind of looked at him like he was crazy but then he layed down beside me again and his hand went to my hole and rubbed it and I about jumped off the bed with the feelings that caused. I couldn't believe my ass still felt tingly and actually my thoughts were it needed more. He said you have my poz load in you now and it sure feels like you want more of that, so why not? I could only lay there and moan in pleasure as he rubbed my hole. I couldn't believe I wanted any more of that but couldn't bring myself to say it. He told me he was going upstairs now but to just stay right there and he would send his bud down now. I could only lay there and squirm as my hole was actually wanting more attention. When he went, I found myself reaching down and touching my hole and then even stuck my own finger in a bit. I kind of stirred it around in the sloppy hole I now had and then brought my finger up and looked at it up close. It was covered in white cum but had a tinge of pink to it. I wondered and put my finger back down and into me again and actually put two in together and then looked again. I had a nice big glob of cum on them now and it definitely had what looked like a bit of red to it. I thought, damn he did scrape me some. Mesmerized by it I found myself bringing my fingers up more and then licking them a little and then just stuck my fingers in my mouth and tasted the cum and cleaned them off. It wasn't bad tasting I thought. I then heard footsteps coming down the stairs but they sounded like a bigger person so was sure they weren't my wife's feet making the noise. The other cable guy entered the room then. He told me he liked what he could see and that his partner had told him I was ready for some more. As he was saying that he was pulling off his shorts and wow, another nice looking big cock flew out. It looked to be as big as the other guys. He saw me staring and told me that yep it was like the other one's and some of their friends called them the twins as they a were almost identical cocks. He moved to the side of the bed and leaned over me and I took his cock in my mouth. The second cock ever and I found I was loving the taste of them. I sucked and then licked the length of it and then licked his balls too and then sucked it again. Must have been doing reasonable anyway as he got really hard quickly and was moaning his pleasure too. After a few minutes of this he pulled out of me and moved to the end of the bed. He reached out and spread my legs and told me that was a great view of cum leaking out of my ass. I told him he better hurry as I was worrying about my wife and he said not to worry as they had her helping run the cables while they hooked up connectors and she would be busy for at least another 20 minutes to a half hour. He then lifted my legs up and dove into my ass with his mouth and had his tongue in my fast. I about jumped through the ceiling if felt so good. He was eating my ass and I was loving every second of it. After a few minutes of that he started working his way up me like his bud had done earlier. First to my balls and then to my cock, sucking the whole thing down his throat. I could hardly believe I was that hard again so soon after cumming twice already. He then moved up and sucked my nipples and then up to my neck and then planted a kiss on me as he rammed what felt like three fingers into my hole. I yelped a little but it was muffled by our mouths together and his tongue driving into mine. As he broke off the kiss, he told me how nice my hole felt on his fingers and that he bet it was going to feel great around his cock too. I asked him if he knew his partner had HIV and he smiled and told me that he definitely knew that. As he replaced his fingers in my hole with his cock he reached up and pulled his tshirt off too. I immediately looked to see if he had any tats and sure enough he had one. It was just above his cock and about 3" around and it was the biohaz one. He made sure I was looking and then immediately started to ram his cock into me. Deep, hard and fast strokes as he leaned down to my mouth again and told me, see I knew about my bud as I am the one that pozzed him and I am too. I couldn't move again for a bit. As my mouth dropped open he clamped his lips to mine and I just let him ravage my mouth with his tongue. His pounding of my ass just seemed to increase in intensity and I could not stop it as if felt too good. My mind was racing though with thoughts of what the hell am I doing conflicting with wanting it to never stop. He started to grab my legs then and lifted them high up and tipped me almost upside down and then really went to pile driving my ass. I could only moan and whimper with the pleasure it was causing in my hole and my cock was rock hard again too. He kept it up for quite some time it seemed and then I felt it again. My cock was spurting again and with the position we were in it was directly above my mouth and I opened wide and swallowed every drop of my own cum. As I was cumming he told me he could feel my ass twitching around his cock and I better get ready. With that he rammed as hard as he could one more time as deep as he could and told me he was cumming. I could actually feel his cock pumping his toxic cum into my torn up hole and my own cock was tingling again but was spent this time. As we calmed down from it he lowered me down and then as his cock got limp and slipped out of me he moved to lay down beside me and took me in his arms. He held me for a bit and told me how great it felt and hoped I had liked it too. He then told me that the two of them were always on the lookout for nice guys like me with neg holes to convert and I would probably. He got up some and looked and told me he could see cum leaking out of my hole some and reached down and pushed it back in telling me it should just stay in there and do its job. He showed me his finger then and I was started as it had some definite red on it. He said there was some bleeding and their bugs were already probably in me and going to town. He then got up and started to get dressed. I couldn't think of anything else to do so I did too. As we both went upstairs then he said that sometimes the cable acted up and if it did to call and they would come back and check it and me out if I wanted. I am thinking it may act up somehow.

Cable Part II The feelings of sucking a cock and him sticking the tip of his finer in my ass were amazing. Like nothing I had ever felt before at all. He stopped playing with my ass for a bit and I looked up to see him sending a text message. He noticed me looking and told me he had sent a message to his bud to make sure he found something for my wife to do to keep her busy for a little bit so we could play more without being interrupted. I smiled around his cock and kept sucking as he went back to playing with my hole. I felt him circling his finger around a little and pushing in more . What a feeling it was. He then backed up the half step it was to the bed, pulling me with him and then sat down on it. He pulled his finger out of me again and I saw him put his fingers to his mouth and got more spit on them. He then proceeded to stick his finger back in my ass and I could tell it felt different and it dawned on me that he now had two fingers in me. The feeling in my ass was getting more and more intense and soon I could feel my hole opening up more and then he had three fingers in me and twirling them around some and spreading my hole more. I was going wild and was sucking like a crazed person on his huge cock and then licking it and down and licking his balls too. He then pulled my head away and stood up and turned us around and pushed me back on the bed on my back as he pulled my shorts down and then off of me. As I lay there I was wondering what he was doing now but did not have long to wait. He then knelt by the bed and pushed my legs up and out as he bent over and started to suck my cock. A few in and outs of his mouth and my cock was rock hard and then he let loose of it and went down and kissed and sucked on my balls for a bit and then he pushed my legs farther back and wider apart. He went down lower and started to rim my ass and was running his tongue in and out of my hole. This had never been done to me before and I almost jumped out of my skin it felt so good. He licked and sucked on my hole for a good 5 minutes and then was also running his fingers in and out of me too opening me up and driving me wild. His tongue was fantastic and his fingers going in and out were hitting something inside of me that I figured had to be my prostrate. Whenever his fingers bumped against it I would jerk with the pleasure and each time his fingers went in they hit it and then I could feel his fingernails scrape a little on the way out which felt amazing and painful at the same time but not overly bad pain. He kept this up for another 5 or so minutes and then he got up off the floor and his mouth started kissing and licking and sucking me up across my balls and then my cock, stopping to suck the entire length of my cock deep into his mouth and almost making me cum. Then he kept on going up across my stomach and across my chest, stopping to go back and forth and suck and lick each of my nipples which again was a different but fantastic feeling. He then kept coming higher until he was right over my face and looking me in the eyes. He asked if he could go ahead and finish what we had started. I was feeling so damn good I just told him to hurry as I needed to get off badly. He smiled and as he looked deep into my eyes, I felt his cock as my ass replacing his fingers. My eyes got big as it dawned on me he had meant by finishing, he was going to fuck my very virgin ass with that huge cock. He saw me getting nervous and whispered to me soothingly to just hold still and he would go slow and easy and soon I would love it and beg for more. I held still as he started to push his cock in me slowly. I could feel my hole opening up little by little as he entered me and then he held still for a bit and told me that the head was all in now. My hole felt so full I didn't think I could take any more but after just a few seconds he started to push it in further and further and then he would stop for a bit and back out a ways and then back in for a few strokes. Then he would push in more and repeat until finally he told me he was all in and I already knew it as I felt his balls bump against my ass. He held still then and as he looked me in the eyes, he leaned down and planted a kiss on me and as I started to return it he drove his tongue into my mouth and as he twirled his tongue around in my mouth he started to pump slowly in and out of my ass. Every stroke of that huge cock rubbed back and forth on my protrate, driving me wild and my own cock got harder than I could ever remember it getting. He started to pick up the pace a little at a time until he was finally pile driving my ass hard and deep and fast. I was reaching down and grabbing his ass and pulling him in on every stroke. The feelings I had were so amazing I couldn't believe I had never even thought of doing this before. If was getting pretty warm in there from this and he leaned back a bit and still ramming my hole he pulled his tshirt up and off and threw it on the floor. He then reached with both hands and grabbed my ankles and raised my feet and legs up as high as possible and over my head so he was really pile driving my ass. I bent my neck forward so I could look between us and could see his cock going in and out of my hole. I looked all over him and noticed he had several tattoos that had been covered by his shirt. I was admiring the art work and then noticed there were two side by side on the lower part of his stomach I could not see very well. I craned my neck around but could not make them out as they were definitely in the shadows. I forgot about them for a bit though as I told him I was about to cum and he said good as he was too. A couple of more big hard thrusts from him and my own cock erupted and being almost over my head I opened my mouth and the cum was landing right in my own mouth. He told me he could feel my ass spasming and with that he leaned back away from me and rammed his cock as far into me as he could and said here it comes. He was cumming and I could feel every pulse of his cock and looked down there between us enjoying every second of it and since he was now leaning back some I could see his tats down there. One appeared to be a scorpion and beside it looked like the biohazard symbol I had just seen in a doctor's office. His other tats had all been in black but these two were both in bright red. As we lay there together after that huge orgasm of us both, I mentioned this to him. He sais he wanted them in red as a warning. I had no idea what he was talking about and said so. He said he thought I would know and said they mean I am positive. I said cool I am a pretty positive person myself. He told me not like that, I mean I am positive, HIV positive. My mouth fell wide open and my eyes must have popped out of my face when he said that but also my cock which was still hard, erupted again. I had no idea what to do now and it was too late anyway. He went on to say he thought I knew and that he had scraped his fingernails in my ass on purpose also to cut me up a little and help it get into by blood quicker. I couldn't even move or speak as he started to wiggle his cock around in me and then pulled out and stood up.

When you first meet Mitch, chances are you'd see just another white teenager trying to be cool by imitating the dress, mannerisms and swagger of his black friends. Like most people you'd probably just shake your head and wonder where his parents were when they should have been teaching him to stand up straight, look people in the eye, get good grades, make something of himself, etc. Maybe you're the exception, maybe you're the guy who sees through his macho act and realizes how insecure the kid really is, maybe you're like Terrell. From the moment Terrell spotted Mitch, he saw right through his false exterior. Even with only a moment's interaction, when T's sister introduced Mitch as the newest employee at the restaurant where she works, Terrell was sure that this kid was a poser, desperately trying to keep something secret from his family, or friends at school. Usually white boys acting like "wiggers" was nothing new, but T felt certain this kid was trying a little harder and worried a little more than he should be about keeping up appearances. "Sup Mitch? Nice to meet ya." Terrell said, sizing up the teen while moving in to shake his hand. Before he could clasp his palm with the boy's, Mitch slid his fingers back, slapped them with T's and fist bumped him. "Fo Sho' Terrell, Aisha been illin to bounce fo' hours son," T had a hard time not laughing at the over-exaggerated ebonics the boy used. "Good thing you showed on time or she'da put a hit on yo' ass!" "Best be leavin' then, peace out kid." After one more ridiculous slide/swipe/bump combo, Aisha and Terrell went to leave, as Mitch returned to work, putting away some packs of napkins on a lower shelf. T's dick swelled as the teen's jeans dropped dangerously low on his hips, almost taking his boxers with them, stopping just far enough for Terrell to catch a glimpse of his lily white ass crack and the soft blonde hairs glowing in the reflected light. Embarassed, the high schooler tugged them higher and turned to see if he'd been caught, accidentally allowing him to take in the view as T adjusted his monster snake through his jeans and boxer briefs. Usually straight boys are oblivious to such gestures (or they'll act like it is sick and wrong and possibly attack), but Mitch froze and his eyes widened a little, leading to he and T sharing a look before Mitch's cheeks went red and he whipped back to the napkins. "So that's what he's hiding," Terrell thought to himself, making a mental note to squeeze Aisha for more info on Mitch later that night. Pics that inspired Mitch and Terrell: Terrell was no stranger to closeted gay guys, especially in his line of work: dealing Tina, Coke, Gina and Molly to a large selection of users, ranging from teens to seniors, in every color imaginable. Often he'd helped a hot young gay dude come out by getting high with him and providing an opportunity for them to be alone, naked and surrounded by drugs. For the most part, T was accustomed to practicing these skills on guys who came to him to buy, so it hadn't really crossed his mind what he'd need to do to work his magic on a sober stud. Aisha was as helpful as she could be, without any knowledge of what her bro had in mind for the teen. Under the guise of small talk while they ate dinner, she divulged Mitch's age, family situation (two sisters in college, dad in another state, mom working 60-80 hour shifts as hospital administrator), area where he lived (about two miles away in a nicer part of town), personal history (moved here last year, only a few friends, saving up to buy a car), and so on. When she was finally finished and her boyfriend had showed up to drive her home, she unwittingly given T a plan of attack. Once the door clicked shut, Terrell hopped on his laptop and found Mitch on Facebook. His assumption that the teen was hungry for friends proved true when the friend request was accepted within moments of being sent. Now that he was in, it was time to do some research and make sure this boy was a homo. Photos and status updates confirmed that the only women in his life were his family and some close friends from his old town. Dating seemed to be the only thing excluded from his detailed, copious posts; a good sign for T. As more photos and posts loaded, T's jaw dropped as a photo of Mitch with some of his former school's fellow swim team members popped up. Terrell massive uncut cock pulsed at the sight of bare teen flesh like normal, but what made it surge to half-hard was the boy in the middle. Buff but trim, cut abs, pecs, thighs and calves, capped by wide shoulders and firm biceps, leading to a familiar smile and blonde mass of wet hair: it was Mitch, and he was hot as fuck. T pulled his jeans and undies to the floor, grabbed his bubbler, loaded a fat crystal and hit it while scrolling through more and more shots of Mitch's body, butt and bulge. From an initial inspection, he probably had average size dick and balls, but his butt was the definition of bubbly and his body was flawless. Stroking his foreskin over and down the head and shaft of his chocolate penis was causing his balls to tighten and droplets of precum to appear at his dickslit. The doorbell rang, eliciting some curses from T, but he smiled when the webcam on his porch revealed it was one of his regular clients, a law school student who bought Tina when he needed to pull an all-nighter… and also enjoyed getting Terrell's cock down his throat. "Come in and lock u[ behind you," Terrell commanded upon opening the door, not bothering to put his pants back on. Law boy did as requested then sat on the couch opposite Terrell's layzboy, and licked his lips while counting out his cash. T weighed a fat sack for the boy, admiring his easy handsome face and slim body, noticing for the first time how much he looked like a young Rob Lowe. "Get naked and I'll smoke you out." "Rob" seemed hesitant, since none of his previous visits required he get undressed. Still the sight of the shard T chose for the pipe changed his mind, and in a flash he was naked and stroking a respectable 7 inch cut penis. As they each took a hit from the pipe, T went back to looking at pics of Mitch, now on his phone, and lazily worked his own cock until the bowl was finished and "Rob" fell to his knees and started nibbling the foreskin and lapping at the balls, shaft and head. "I bet lil' mitchy would have a fucking aneurism if he walked in on this!" T thought, chuckling under his breath while pushing his cock deeper into Rob's mouth and gullet. Like a lightening bolt, it struck T that a little unexpected exposure to gay sex was exactly what Mitch needed in order for Terrell to plant a seed in the kid's brain. Pushing his cock in Rob's mouth until his balls rested on the 22 yr old's chin, T found Mitch's number and dialed him. Rob: "Sup, who dis?" Mitch answered, catching T off guard for a second. "This is T, ya know, Terrell, Aisha's bro." T tried his best to make the boy feel like he was convincingly ghetto, but he was slightly distracted by the fag tonguing his shaft. " Just wondering if you got plans for Saturday night after you get off work. Me and some buds are gonna play ball at the park then head back to my place for some smoke and cocktails." "Sounds awesome bro," for a moment Mitch almost forgot to speak poorly, then calmed himself enough to return to his previous pattern. "Can't smoke cuz' the shit job does random UA's man, but I'd be down to play ball and hang. Lemme run and check with my moms real quick to see if it's coo." As Mitch put the phone down, T could still hear him talk to his mother, suddenly becoming the perfect little preppy boy, saying all the right shit that moms love and promising he won't drink, smoke or be out past 11. The sound of this little boy begging his mommy to come get corrupted was too much for T, who grabbed Rob from the floor, shoved his discarded undies in his mouth, turned him around and bent him over the couch. Rob was obviously freaked, so Terrell shoved some poppers under his nose while reaching into his discarded jeans for a small container of boy butter. Still as he pressed his cock head against the law student's sphincter, he heard some mumbles about a condom, which just made him laugh. Instead he shoved the poppers back under Rob's nose, then pressed his weight into the boy, forcing him up against the back of the couch, including his face, muting his cries as T's fat head burst into Rob's hole. He had every reason to cry since Terrell's cock was now somewhere in the range of 10-11 inches and as thick as a 40. Mitch came back on the line and told Terrell he was in, asking who all would be there. Pumping deeper and deeper into Rob's cunt, T tried to sound normal as he explained it would be some friends and maybe a guy or two from grindr. Silence was all that came back over the phone line for a minute until Mitch expressed wonder at what grindr was. The pause meant Mitch knew exactly what it was, and he probably had a profile on there. Terrell explained in g-rated terminology what grindr was used for, and Mitch finally, reluctantly agreed to be there after his shift Saturday. As soon as the call ended, T flipped Rob on his back and slammed back inside the law bitch, making his scream and try desperately to get away. T had an obvious advantage when it came to making Rob stay put, since he was almost a foot taller than his victim bottom at nearly 6'7" and worked out for three hours everyday, building his body into a fuck machine! Pinning Rob with one hand, he resumed raping his ass while his free hand did a search on grindr. With some minor modifications to the age, location parameters and interests, T had no trouble coming up with Mitch's profile. As he suspected, Mitch had taken a pic from his swim team collection and blurred his face and the background. Still Terrell was confident it was him. Clicking on his other photos, he moaned when the next photo was one of Mitch grasping his hard 6 inch cock on a twin bed that T guessed to be in Mitch's room. Posters featuring the X-men and pink floyd hung behind him on the wall. Again the face was blurred, but that didn't stop T. Clicking for the last photo, he felt his balls tighten at the sight of Mitch doggy style on that same bed, with a magic marker shoved up his hole. Plowing as deep as he could caused his cum to explode far up Rob's hole, as well as making the poor boy scream and pass out. Pulse after pulse of jizz coated the unconscious boy's innards until T felt woozy too and collapsed onto the inert body of the law boy he'd just made into a law man. --- Rob's rape: When Rob came to, T was wearing some bball shorts while a tall thin white dude covered in tattoos worked his 8 and 1/2 inch cock in and out of Rob's hole. Terrell had been calling bros to see who he could get for Saturday and when Yuri told him he needed to stop by to re-stock on tina, it only seemed polite to offer Rob's ass as a bonus. Tears ran down the student's cheeks as he resigned himself to being a cumdump for the two men that night, hitting the pipe again as much as he could in hopes of forgetting what happened when he left three hours later, sloshing around with 4 loads inside his butt. Yuri: Next time...

I was so horny this lunch time and was working in city centre manchester so had a long lunch in Basement. It was not very busy but spotted fit lad in his mid 20s. short but with a nice looking body followed him a bit but lost him. I went into the dark room to check it out. I could see the outline of a much taller guy. I wandered over feeling his body it was great solid muscle. I felt down to a very meaty cock easily over 10inch. I dropped to knees and slobbered allover and tried to deep throat him i did ok but no way of getting it all. He stopped me and said he was going to cum and didn't want to cum yet. As he left a shorter guy entered. It was the young lad. He walked over and dropped to his knees and sucked me he was an average cock sucker but i wanted to blow in his arse. Feeling his body i worked to his hole. Hairless and very tight i needed to breed him. I stood him up turned him to the wall he grabbed some lube and passed me a condom. I opened the lube and lubed his nice tight arse i opened the condom fumbled about a bit and just dropped in on the floor. I pushed in raw and he moaned and whimpered a bit i started slow and built he. He was so tight i was not going to last long. He soon got into it and was pushing back every thrust. He was turning in a real cock hungry guy. A few second later he stopped and pulled away. I asked whats wrong he had felt my cock slipping in and out and he noticed i was not wearing a condom. I said don't worry ill not cum in you and anyway you don't need to worry. He said ok but don't cum. I fucked him a bit longer then without warning him shot deep in his arse. He asked if i had cum i just said sorry. He looked a bit annoyed but who cares. As i was leaving he was getting dressed into his costa uniform. So if you have seen a short cute lad with brown hair working in a costa coffee in manchester today. He probably had my toxic load in his arse.

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In all of the fetish videos I have seen, the top pisses in the pig's mouth and the pig just lets it run out. What a waste! If I am drinking straight from the tap, I am DRINKING, not gargling with it. How about you guys?

I can spend hours on my knees drinking directly from the tap. I have three regular guys each of whom, on a weekly basis, feeds me his piss. One guy make me wait on my knees in a public bathroom stall so I can drink all of his piss. My dick gets rock hard swallowing that hot golden juice. I'm going to be drinking from the tap in three hours. I can't wait!

I play football and cycle so I have good legs and a decent arse but I also like my beer. So I go to the gym three times a week to keep in shape. As an added bonus, there were some hot guys in my gym and from the running machine I could watch them in the mirror. There was one guy in particular who always made my cock twitch. He was just under 6', black hair, smooth and as fit as fuck. I had never seen him naked - despite trying - but in his gym kit he always looked so hot. Always a white vest, slightly baggy but hinting at a fit body, shorts, again slightly baggy but tight enough to highlight what must be a great packet. A boy can dream. And I did. Often. At home from the gym I'd unpack my gym underwear and sniff them as I wanked to hardcore porn, alternating with poppers and imagining me and the guy getting it on. Anyway. One weekend I hadn't been out for a while on the tiles so a mate suggested heading over to Vauxhall for a leather and rubber night. I wasn't too keen. I had had a long week and fancied a quiet night in. But I decided to go and at least have a look. And watch. And if I managed to get myself sorted it was a bonus. And me and my mate often would have some fun together when we were there but nothing too heavy as we were both alike. Bottoms. So that evening I pulled out my gear to decide what to wear. First off I thought of leather. I had a harness and some chaps. But as I pulled them out a pair of rubber shorts fell out with them. I chuckled as I remembered buying them on a whim but never have the guts to wear them. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was the fittest I had ever been. Fuck it I thought. I grabbed the talc. I met my mate in Barcode for a few beers and realised that perhaps the shorts hadn't been the best idea. I was already beginning to sweat between my balls and my crack and wondered how it would feel later. But again I thought fuck it. I could always strip them off completely at the club. I had a rubber cockring on and the flyer had said leather or rubber. It just hadn't specified how much. After a few beers we headed to the club. We bought our tickets and checked in our clothes. My mate had clearly decided he was going to get "sorted" that evening as all he had on,once he had checked his clothes in was a jock, gas mask and a pair of waders. I slipped my poppers into the top of my shorts and I bid him good luck and said I'd see him at the bar. At some point. Inside it was already packed. Heaving in fact. I looked at the bar and decided to give it a miss. It was rammed and someone was being rammed up against it already. I decided to go for a wander. The dance music was humming and the air smelt of sweat, poppers and various other smells which made my cock begin to twitch. As I walked past guys some of them reached out appreciatively. I reached back on occasion but I was just in the mood for looking around. Everywhere I went there were writhing bodies, men kissing, sucking or, up against the wall, being fucked hard. I spied a corner and took up position. I clicked open my poppers and took a swag. I had bought a new type and this was the first time I had opened them. They were strong. So strong they made me momentarily dizzy. It felt good but I made a mental note not to over do it. Opposite me were two guys. The first had a clipped chest and pierced nipples. The second was on his knees. He was slim and feasting on the guy's enormous cock. Every so often he would pull away and wank it furiously. The first guy had his head tipped back and was enjoying the sensation which was clearly heightened by whatever he had taken. A small spark of regret flashed through me. Not the fact that the guy had a cock in his mouth but rather that it had been too long since I had been high. I had decided a few years back that having been promoted at work it wouldn't be a good idea. Next to them was another guy. He was watching me intently. I stared back. He wasn't bad looking. As he looked at me he pulled his cock out out of his leather shorts and started to slowly wank it. He was topless and not unfit. And his cock was pretty inviting. I slid my hand over my crotch and rubbed it as we looked at each other. The poppers were still working and when he winked at me I thought what the hell and walked over. He put his hand behind my head and pushed me down. I let him push me down and I took the head of his cock in my mouth. I love sucking cock and this wasn't a bad one. I heard him moan above the dull thump of the dance beat and push me down his shaft. I closed my eyes and started to suck him off. His cock tasted of others' spit which started to make my cock twitch. Just as I was getting into it someone tripped over my foot. I pulled back and looked up to see someone talking to the guy being sucked off. "Here. Take this." As I watched he pushed something into the guy's mouth and then pushed his fingers into the mouth of the guy kneeling down. He tweaked the guy's nipple and then began to walk away. As he walked passed one of the dim lights something made me look again. He seemed familiar. I don't know why but I stood up and turned to follow him.The guy I had been sucking off tried to grab me. I avoided his grip and shook my head. Without waiting for his reaction I started to follow the other guy. From the back I could tell he was wearing leather chaps and a harness. That was it. He looked fit. But what drew my attention was the purposeful way he was wading through the crowds. I watched as guys reached out. Sometimes he stopped to talk to them. On occasion he stopped and kissed them. But he just kept on walking. He entered the bar area and walked to a quieter part of the bar and talked to the barman. Clearly they knew each other as the barman leaned over and pushed his tongue into the guy's for a long time before turning around and giving him a bottle of water. I walked up and stood next to him. I ordered a beer. He was focused on something behind the bar. I cautiously looked at him in the light of the bar. It was the guy from the gym. I couldn't believe it. I took a second look to make sure. Yes. It was him. Here. Whenever I had seen him at the gym he had been suited and booted. Very well suited and booted. And for some reason I had always thought he was straight. It was the way he knew so many straight guys at the gym. I looked again. He was drinking from the bottle and I watched as a drop of sweat slid down his bicep. Suddenly he was looking at me. No. Glaring. I turned away. Embarrassed that I had been caught. He put the bottle down on the counter and I felt him leave my side. I could feel my face going red. Not from the poppers. Slowly I turned round and watched as he walked away. At that precise moment I made a note to change gyms. I sighed as well. He was even hotter than I thought and I noticed something about him I had never noticed before. Down the back of his spine he had a tattoo of some kind. It didn't seem to be one of those tacky tribal patterns. But I couldn't make it out. I decided to try and see what it was. But just as I was leaving the bar to follow my mate turned up. He was clearly high. I grabbed a bottle of water for him and we started to chat. He was sweating. And to be honest so was I. We had to stand close as the music was louder here and as we chatted he slipped a hand down the back of my shorts. He'd never done that before and it surprised me as I felt him finger the crack of my arse with his index finger. My cock jumped to attention. He leaned in and kissed me. Not a peck on the cheek but a full-on snog. I didn't resist as I felt his tongue in my mouth. He wasn't a bad kisser. But he wasn't excellent. But it felt good to be kissed. We stopped kissing and he pulled me away from the bar and back out into the club proper. We found a corner and continued to snog. He was an eager kisser and perhaps whatever he had taken had made it worse but his tongue was all over the place. He guided my hands to his arse so I dutifully squeezed his cheeks. Don't get me wrong he had a nice arse. Furry but chunky. I slid my hands down his crack and he moaned as I found his hole. It was wet with spit and lube. I pushed a finger in. It felt warm. My cock twitched again. He pushed me against the wall and handed me his poppers as he started to lick down my chest. I closed my eyes as he pulled down my rubber shorts to release my cock. The clod air hit my cock and balls and made me gasp as he over eagerly pulled my cock out and started to suck it. Too hard. I opened my eyes and looked down. He was totally chem-delirious. I pulled my cock out of his mouth and he started to lick and chew my balls. I looked up and started to take another hit of poppers. And there he was. Standing opposite me. Watching us. He winked and smiled and walked off. My cock went soft immediately. My mate tried to take my cock in his mouth again but I pulled up my shorts, pulled him up and kissed him. He wasn't even 'there'. I leant him against the wall and walked away. My face was burning again with shame. God. How long had he been there. What had he seen. I didn't need to change gym. I needed to leave the country. Or the club at least. But first I needed a piss. I walked to the toilets. It was heaving with guys fucking and sucking. But I wasn't in the mood. I was angry. At myself. Fortunately there was a cubicle free. Before anyone, or any group could take it I went in and shut the door. I rested my head against the wall and sighed. The cubicles were clearly designed for more than one person and suddenly I felt very small. I pulled my cock out and tried to take a piss. No good. I couldn't. I stood there for what seemed ages but in the end I gave up. I decided to leave. I could always take a piss on the way home. I opened the door and there he was. Standing in the doorway. "Finished?" he said. I went mute. He sighed and pushed past me swinging the door shut behind him. As I watched he slipped his cock out from his jock and started to take a piss. I couldn't work out if he knew I was there or not but I couldn't open the door as he had his hand on it. His cock was not even hard but I could tell it was a monster. Suddenly it all felt very intimate. There was nothing else to do so I watched as his pissed into the toilet. He swung his cock round making arcs of piss in the air. I was transfixed. I looked up and saw that he was looking at me. He winked and then turned back to watch himself pissing. Finally the stream ended. He shook himself and slid his cock back into his jock. He turned and looked at me. Suddenly he lunged forward and grabbed me around the throat. It took me by surprise and I fell back against the cold wet wall which made me gasp. His hand tightened around my throat as he leaned into my face. I could feel his breath. It smelt of beer. And poppers. His pupils were slightly dilated. We stood like that for what seemed ages. I could feel the heat from his body. I didn't move. Or breathe. He leaned in even closer and whispered to me. "Don't you fucking go anywhere you cunt until you've asked me if you are allowed to? Got that you filthy whore?" His hand squeezed tighter. "Got that?" he repeated. I nodded. Suddenly his other hand came out of nowhere and clipped me across the head. "What did you say fucker?" I wheezed out a "Yes" and his hand dropped to my shorts and squeezed my balls hard and fast. "What?" "Yes sir!" I whispered. I could scarcely breathe. He released his hand and I gasped for air. He leaned in all the way and kissed me. It was surprisingly gentle and made me gasp again. I looked up and straight into his eyes. "No fuck off till I come for you. Cunt." He pushed open the door and manhandled me out. I stumbled to the exit and turned back. He was standing there and there was already a guy on his knees starting to pull his cock out. He pointed to the door. I turned and left. (To Be Continued)

There's a gay couple here in Las Vegas that have been fucking me for several years. They are on one of the gay hookup websites. I've probably been fucked by these 2 guys about a dozen or more times in the past 3 years. They've been a couple for 12 years. Tom is 45 years old. He's tall and thin. He's not a particularly good looking guy. Kind of homely, in fact. But his cock is incredible. When hard he has about 7"s cut. It's a pretty good thickness. And stays hard as a rock. His partner Ryan is 30 years old. Ryan is short and muscular. Has a cute, innocent looking baby face. His cock in huge. He has about 8.5" uncut. And extra thick. And also rock hard. Thankfully, Ryan always fucks me second. So that Tom can loosen me up in preparation for his younger partner's monster cock. They won't give me their email address or cell numbers. Because they like to take complete control over who and when they play with others. So, I just have to wait till they send me a message on the web site. I haven't seen them online or heard from them for well over 6 months. And I had assumed that they either were no longer playing with others. Or had possibly moved away from Las Vegas. But late last night I was on the web site. As soon as I logged on, I got an instant message from them that they wanted to play. I messaged them back that I would douche, shower and head right over. The scenario is always the same with them. Tom always opens the door, wearing a bathrobe, and lets me in. Ryan, also wearing a bathrobe, will always be sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, watching porn. Tom will take me into the bedroom. Closing the door of the bedroom, behind him. We'll strip, he'll sit on the edge of the bed. And I'll get on my knees, between his legs and suck him till he's hard. Which normally doesn't take very long. Then he'll roll back on his back, lift his legs, wanting me to worship his balls and eat his ass for awhile. Then Tom commands me to get on the bed, on my hands and knees. While I'm positioning myself on the bed, he lubes up his cock and my ass. Fingering my ass, to get the lube deep up inside my hole. I'm sniffing poppers to get myself ready to take his cock. Tom likes the spray poppers. He'll spray the poppers onto a washcloth and put it to his face. He'll sniff it deep into his lungs. Then he'll press the washcloth to my face as I deeply inhale it as well. Then he'll slide up inside me in one quick thrust. And he'll begin to pound hard and deep into me right away. He fucked me in this position for about 10 minutes. Then put me on my back, lifted my legs over his shoulders and fucked me like this for another 5 minutes. He pinched and pulled my nipples as he fucked me. Tom's very vocal as he fucks me. Calling me a bitch and a whore as he's pounding my ass. As Tom is asking me "Do you want my load, faggot?" I of course am pleading, "Yes. Please! Cum in me..!!" Tom then let out a load groan and thrust deeply into me as he filled my ass with his load. Then he climbs off the bed, commands me to clean off his cock. I'll get off the bed, drop to my knees and clean his cock with my mouth. Once Tom has put his bathrobe on and left the room, he'll again close the door. Since I've been doing this with Tom and Ryan for so long, I know exactly what Ryan wants to happen. I climb back onto the bed. Kneeling on the edge of the bed. I'll wait in that position for Ryan to come in. After a few minutes, Ryan will come into the bedroom. Again, closing the door behind him. He'll drop his bathrobe and kneel behind me. He'll eat his partner Tom's cum from my freshly fucked asshole. By the time he stands, his cock is rock hard. It's a beauty. As I said, it's well over 8"s and extra thick. He'll lube his cock and my ass and slide up into me. I'm sniffing poppers all this time. Ryan is always completely silent as he fucks me. But he shows me no mercy as he rams his giant cock in and out of me. He'll fuck me in this position for several minutes, then he'll push me down onto the bed. Tell me to crawl into the middle of the bed. Then he climbs on top of me. Puts his cock back into my ass. He'll kiss my neck as he fucks me as I'm lying face down, flat on the bed. He's still silent, but after about 10 more minutes of fucking, he'll finally make his first noise, as he softly groans, while he unloads his hot load into me. He quickly climbed off me. Put his bathrobe back on and left the room. Still without saying a word. Normally, that's the end of it. So, I climbed off the bed and walked to my pile of clothes to dress. But the bedroom door opened again. Tom entered again, closing the door behind him. "I took a Viagra today. I'm going to fuck you again", he states. I certainly have no problem with that. He walks toward me, opens his robe and I drop to my knees and take his still hard cock back into my mouth. He only lets me suck him for a few minutes, before he commands me to climb back onto the bed. Again on my hands and knees. Since I'm still lubed and filled with cum, Tom climbs up behind me on the bed and slams back into me again in one quick thrust. He's fucking me brutally this time. Still very vocal, calling me a cum slut, fucking whore, worthless pig. Another 10 minutes of hard pounding is what it takes before he once again fills my ass with his second load. Tom then climbs off the bed, closes his robe and again leaves the room. Closing the bedroom door behind him. I dress and leave the bedroom. I find Tom and Ryan on the sofa. Kissing each other as I walk behind them to the door of their apartment. I say "Thanks, guys. Fun as always" as I open the door. They continue to kiss as I leave and close the door behind me. I always have a great time being used by this couple. Hope it's not another 6 months before they message me again.

Ok so...as some of you may or may not know I just graduated from ******* High School in December...yeah I graduated early...anyway...that's off subject....so...last night I was online lookin for some fun on all the usual sites and aps lol...anyway I got on Craigs L and was checkin out the postings...i came across this one guy...he was 38 had a nice body nice ass and his cock mmm fuck...that's what caught my eye..so i hit him up...so like 5min's later i get a response...of course he wanted to see my ass and all that stuff...you know how its played lol....anyway after about 30min of emailing back and forth we decided to meet up at his place...so i showered up...cleaned out...blah blah blah...you know...smoked a bowl real quick and hopped in my car...got to his place and txt him that i was there...he txt back and said to come in...the front door was open...and walk down the hall to the room on the right...he was in there...at first i was kinda like umm....i dunno lol...but i was horny as fuck so i said fuck it...besides if he wasn't who he said he was i would have just walked out...anyway...so i go in...walk down the hall and go into the room...its kinda dark...he's go the tv on with some porn...and he's layin on the bed naked storkin his cock...ok so this is where like at first it got weird lol....so i get a little closer and i could see his face more and he could see mine...and you could tell on his face and mine we were like umm...oh fuck!! lol...i froze...i didn't know what to do...walk out...say hi...go down on his cock lol...and i think he was thinking the same thing lol...i mean there was no way of pretending we didn't know each other lol...i just had his class about a month ago lol....i stood there for what seemed like forever and wasn't sure what to do...i mean i cant lie i kinda did check him out every now and then in class but really honestly didn't think anything of it at all...and i mean damn...here he was naked laying on his bed with his cock in his hand lol...finally i was able to blurt out...just simply...you still want to or...? ....he sheepishly replied its up to you...fuck lol...(first thought popped into my head was) c'mon man, yes or no...now from here...honestly...if i wasn't pretty high i probably would have been like umm...we better not...but without another word i just went for it...got on the bed...grabbed his cock...and started sucking on it....mmmm fuck...that first taste of precum on my tongue and the feel of his hand finally touch my body instantly made me forget everything...ok so at this point I'm pretty sure you're all wondering how big his cock was lol...he said 7 but id probably say between 7 and 7.5uncut and probably about as thick as gellet shaving gel can...give or take...either way...it was awesome...ok so where were we....oh yeah so I'm slobbing his knob and he's finally getting into it and trying to take my shirt off while I'm suckin on his cock...so i come up for air and take off my shirt and drop my Adidas sweats to the floor...i was wearing my black jock strap, which i left on ;P ....anyway so i get back up on the bed and i swing my ass around so that he can play with it while i suck on his cock...ugh...felt soo good feeling his hands squeeze my ass and then feeling his tongue tease my hole mmmmm....finally after a couple minutes of foreplay he gets up off the bed and goes to his dresser drawer and pulls out his lube...knowing what was next i work myself to the edge of the bed and get on all fours and wait...as he walks over he's lubing up his cock...then he drips some on my hole and rubs on and in with his fingers mmmm....then the familiar "snap" of the lube lid closing and him throwing it on the bed....i feel him grab my hips and slide his cock between my ass....teasing my hole and making me beg for it....god i wanted it so bad....everything was going soooo well...then those dreaded words :/ ..."you have a condom?" of course i said no...then he goes to his drawer again and i hear him opening one up and putting it on i was sooo bummbed....so he comes back...starts to slide it in my hole real slow .... fuck omg...condom or not it felt amazing...feeling his thick cock stretch my hole slowly, god....finally he's balls deep...and starts pumping my hole slowly...in and out...a little faster each time...THEN...i feel something on one of his thrusts....the condom broke LOL...and i know he knew...because he stopped real quick and felt down by his cock....and playing the part i just asked are you ok?? hehe...knowing all the time i knew that the condom broke...but not letting him know i knew lol...he answered...yeah you ok....that fucker didn't say anything hehe...omg i fuckin got so hard knowing he was in me bare mmmm....i pushed my ass back into him and he started fucking me harder making me moan louder and louder....then after about 5min he started breathing harder...and i knew he was about to cum...then almost as fast as it started...he pushed deep inside me and groaned mmmm i could feel his thick cock throb and pulse in my hole...mmmm....then i felt his warm silky fuck juice fill me up....mmmmm....omg it was soo good....then he slowly pulled out....and i turned over and sat at the end of the bed and sucked his cock ....uggh...fuck.....then he grabbed a towel and wiped his cock off....we didn't really say much...after a bit...i got up...started dressing and left....as i was driving home he txt and asked if i was ok...and how was it lol....i can honestly say...this wont be our last time

Love hot piss play like it straight from the tap warm and fresh give and take. Also love to piss in a guys ass and feel it run down my balls as he begs for more. Beer piss down the throat through a funnel is hot too as is piss play outdoors where you can let it rip.

I was 20 when I married, my wife was 18. I think I have always tried to conform and although I was attracted by women's bodies, I secretly fantasized more about sex with men than with women. I thought of myself as hetero with bisexual leanings. When I surfed the internet, I particularly loved oral and anal - those beautiful hard cocks with their white loads glistening on lips or slowly oozing from a well drilled ass. I felt like I was two people, the visible married guy and the hidden real one. My wife didn't want children and I had a vasectomy at 25. I always felt like I needed more sexual excitement and had sex with a few 'other' women, always unprotected, and I counted myself lucky not to have been caught by my wife or to have picked up any diseases - I was careful only to start anything if the women were married. I used it as a release from my gay urges; I thought it was safer that way. For 20 years I continued to suppress my lust for men, but the last 5 years or so it had been getting harder and I was exclusively watching gay porn and reading gay stories. I loved wanking on webcam chat rooms with other guys but I wanted to do more, wanted to be really there, naked, amongst and touching other naked men. I looked at website adverts for gay escorts, but I decided it was too risky, I might go too far if I was paying to get exactly what I wanted and needed. Then I found that there was a gay sauna club in the city about 30 miles away. I planned a visit; I would be able to get naked there and watch other guys, I would be able to stand in front of them with my hard cock in my hands, stroking it. After edging for hours I would cum for them. I would be safe doing that. I would use a condom and maybe if I felt it was safe would frot with someone. Nothing to expose me to any risky real contact. One of the reasons I had avoided gay sex for such a long time was that I know I am reckless when really turned on, but I figured that now I was older I was more able to control myself. I made up my mind to visit the club, and the opportunity arose when my wife said she was going to stay with her mother for a week. We rarely had sex and I actually preferred wanking looking at gay porn, but I abstained from that for five days beforehand, so that I would be really horny and wouldn't change my mind. The day after she went, I parked my car at the city centre mall and took the bus to the stop nearest the club so that nobody would see my car in the area and ask questions later. I had planned it all, I knew if I had to stop to think I might chicken out, so when I stepped from the bus I walked quickly to the door and pressed the buzzer. It took a while and I almost panicked and turned away, but luckily just in time the door opened and moments later I was inside. The guy took my money, saw that I was a little nervous, gave me a key and towel and pointed me to the locker room. I quickly stripped and locked away my things. I wasn't sure whether to wrap it around me or not, but I was already feeling really excited and my cock hardened as I walked to the bar, so I just held the towel casually, partly in front. I passed through a lounge where a few guys were chatting, one had a towel draped on his lap, the other was completely naked, another couple sat on a sofa kissing. Seeing men openly kissing was an instant turn on and I was as hard as rock by the time I sat on a bar stool and ordered a bottle of water. I had taken a couple of mouthfuls when a guy came up, he'd followed me from the lounge. "Hi I'm Steve." "Pete." I had decided to use my real first name. I expected some more banter, but Steve slipped his hand under the towel I had draped on my leg and touched my knee, slowly caresing my thigh until his fingers wrapped round my cock. I was suddenly on fire, my heart pounded and my cock felt harder than ever. I tentatively reached over and stroked his chest, he smiled and flicked the towel off me onto the floor. My mouth was dry again and I took another swig of my water. Glancing round the room and seeing the others watching my instant seduction turned me on even more. As I tipped my head back to drink, Steve bent forward and engulfed my cock, his tongue licking the shaft, his head tilted up and his eyes locked onto my startled stare as he slowly and gently licked all the way up my shaft. This was all going much too fast, too far, too good, too risky. I was out of control already and I knew it. I glanced round the room, wondering if I really wanted to stop, realising suddenly that I needed to be here, today, to experience it all; now or never. An older guy on the other side of the room was watching, his fist round his cock, working it hard and fast. I was thrilled that he was watching me and it urged me on, my mouth open as I gasped at the sensations raging through me. Steve paused. "Do you want me to stop?" "No. Don't." I caressed his cheek and he circled the tip of my cock with his tongue, then licked his lips. I wanted to kiss him, wanted the others to see me kiss him. "Go on. Please. Just use..." I reached for the container of condoms on the bar, pulled it towards us, nodded towards it. I couldn't say it. Steve stood up, slowly moved closer, parting his lips slightly, his hand massaging saliva into my cock. I looked into his burning eyes as he kissed me on the lips, then I kissed him back, voraciously, our tongues deep into each other, frantic. I felt his other hand over mine, he slowly pushed the container away. I let him do it. He guided my hand until it cupped his balls, then pressed against his firm thick shaft. "Suck it." The thrill of him telling me what to do was electric and although I glanced at the condoms on the bar, I stepped down from the stool and bent forward. Steve steered my shoulders so that my ass pointed into the room as I took my first cock into my mouth, tasting the tip, licking up and down the shaft, bobbing my head. I was like a man possessed, every fantasy I had ever had about being made to suck cock was exceeded in that moment. I licked it, stroked it, made an 'O' with my mouth and took just the tip, worked the shaft with my hand, stroked a finger in my mouth as well, wetting it before rubbing it into his crack, trying as hard as I could to do everything I ever wanted done to me. He parted his legs wide to reveal two small tattoos, one on the inside of each thigh, close to his balls, a small scorpion on the left and a biohazard symbol on the right. Neither of them could be seen unless you were sucking his cock. When I saw them I paused momentarily, my tongue circling his cockhead, tasting his pre-cum. My cock was in his hand and he must have felt it twich, hardening more. I clenched and made it twitch again, I wanted him to know I would go all the way, do anything he wanted. I couldn't believe how it made me feel. I loved fetish porn where the girl is unprotected and the guy pumps his sperm into her womb, knocking her up, and I suddenly experienced the same surge it always gave me when I watched those movies. I wanted that, taking the risk, I pictured myself on a sling, legs spread and tied to the chains. I wanted to give him everything I had. I was sucking him for all I was worth, cupping his balls, gripping the base of his shaft, licking and stroking him, tasting. I knew it wasn't impossible to catch it just from oral sex but I wanted him to cum in my mouth, to taste his load, to swallow it all. I circled the tattoos with a finger as I tongued a small drop of pre-cum from the slit, and looked up at his face. He held up his own fingers, covered in lube. My jaw dropped open, my eyes wide as a surge of lust overwhelmed my rational senses. "Oh god, oh yes, I want it." The others gathered around and Steve led me to a chair, bending me over so my shoulder blades rested firmly on the cool black leather. Hands positioned my feet on the floor, easing them apart. "Will you use a condom?" I heard myself say, the pitch of my voice giving away the answer I already knew would come. "No." I knew I should get up, should go, but sex raged through my body and I was panting as Steve started feeding lube inside me. I lifted my ass higher, parting my legs more. Steve's fingers worked the lube in to me; I was in heaven and he knew it, he stroked my cock and sac, pressing against my perineum. I felt him move behind me, the tip of his bare cock at my puckered hole, slight pressure holding me ready. "Yes?" he asked. I pushed back against him, he held still and firm. I pushed again, felt myself opening, as I had done many times with my butt plug or the realistic cock vibrator I had bought, supposedly for my wife. I moved and pushed until I felt his head pop past the resistance, a real cock was finally inside me. There had been a stab of pain but now I just felt filled, just like when the fat part of my butt plug or the large tip of the vibe had passed the sphincter. I wanted more, wanted to feel him move in me, feel him against my prostate, the strange but erotic feeling the butt plug always gave me as I moved it across that spot. I knew that this was no silicone cock in me, knew that it would spurt its potent laden seed into me. Steve held my hips with a gentle pressure. I reached back with my hands and placed my fingers where I thought his tattoos were. "Oh god, I know, I know," I whispered as I pressed back further, taking the full length of his thick cock deeper. I pictured the scene, I had seen it a thousand times in porn, the girl bent over and the stud injecting his life-giving seed into her fertile body, "cum in me," she would say; the guy bent over, the tattered condom hanging down as the stud injected his dangerous seed into a willing ass as the recipient looked between his legs at the bare flesh pulling out, cum dripping from him. I knew my life would be different and I had wanted it to change for so many years. A brief thought flashed through my head, maybe it's not quite too late for safer sex. But all my desire was focussed on the moment, impaled balls deep on the thick, gorgeous, hazardous, wonderful, throbbing, hot cock buggering me into ecstatic oblivion and there was no way I would stop now. I couldn't believe how quickly my naive plans for carefully controlled touching had vaporised under Steve's hot touch. I was soaked in lube already, but I felt more cool liquid squirted on my crack and Steve began to stroke in and out, angling every now and then so he was rubbing my spot inside, making me cry out in passion every time. My own cock was dripping pre-cum, I coated my fingers and licked it off as I had done so many times when masturbating on webcam, looking wantonly round at the audience as my tongue traced the wet streak on my finger. My cheeks were hot and I panted as he fucked me; the others were fisting their cocks, moving nearer. The older guy knelt the other side of the chair, stroking hard and arching his back, lifting the tip to my lips. I saw his small plus-shaped tattoo on his shoulder; I opened my mouth to envelop him as he held onto my head. Unseen lips enfolded my own cock in their luscious wet embrace. Steve was speeding up, his strokes hard and deep, I could hear his breathing getting shorter and voices in the room encouraging him to "fuck him, fuck him, cum in his ass," the noise of his thighs slapping against my backside only heightened my lust. "Yes, yes, fuck me, harder, fuck me, cum, cum...," I tried to say with my mouth full of cock, "oh fuck, oh god, I'm so close...." "Now?" he asked, urgently, pausing briefly, his voice hoarse and breathless. "mmm, mmm," was all I could reply, but I pushed back hard on his stilled pole, almost losing my cock out of the mouth working it, then almost gagging him as Steve thrust back hard into me. I couldn't keep still as he worked us both to a frenzy. Everything happened in slow motion. My mouth filled with warm semen, the salty fluid spurting to the back of my throat and leaking from my lips as I struggled to maintain contact and swallow until I had it all. He pulled away, leaving me gasping for breath. Moments later Steve's thrusts went ballistic and the feeling welled up inside me faster than ever before, an intense pulse of pleasure followed by another and another and another and another, as I spurted into the mouth sucking on me, my ass contracting and writhing on Steve's cock as he worked it faster and faster in my body. "Yes! Fuck! Yes!" Steve grabbing my hips, pulling me onto him harder, breeding me deep. My cock sucker had moved away; I dripped on the floor as Steve continued to pump cum inside me until his orgasm subsided. Somehow I ended up on my back on a couch, Steve's head on my belly, my softening cock in his mouth. I felt panic rising in me and I stiffened, suddenly wanting to get dressed and go. "Don't run, embrace it" was all he said, quietly, and he started to lick me from root to tip, his finger gently pushing his seed back into my body. I was tense, but started to relax as he licked me again and again, pausing to kiss my nipples and nuzzle down my belly. Amazed by how soon I felt my cock stirring again, I felt liberated as arousal flared in me again. Later, after he had fucked me again, filling me with his second potent load, I explored the club with him, we showered together and he finally came in my mouth as I knelt with the water running over my hair, his hands on my head. Steve left shortly afterwards and I spent the rest of the day kissing, fondling, sucking and fucking. I came four times, in one day, for the first time in my life. I spent every day that week at the club and by the end of it I was thoroghly converted; closet bisexual to full blown gay. I couldn't believe how I had lived like I had. When my wife got back from her trip, I told her I was gay and that I had been with a man when she was away. A little thrill ran through me, despite the stress of telling her. I spared the details. "I thought you would realise, eventually, that you're gay with some bisexual tendencies. Your a natural submissive," she said, "and you haven't shown much interest in me for a long while. I found your web history years ago, you never hid that." "I'm sorry, I have let you down, but...." "Don't." She seemed relieved, almost content. "We'll get a divorce, I have something to tell you." She turned away, embarassed, speaking quietly, almost to herself, "Well, I've been sleeping with Dillon Patterson, you remember him from the works summer barbecue, for the last few months." She swallowed. "I.... I wasn't at mothers, I was with him. You'd have found out soon anyway, I'm probably pregnant." My cock hardened, partly at the thought of her breeding with Dillon but more at remembering the long fat black cock inseminating my body as I lay with my feet tied to the sling chair at the club a few days earlier. That was quite an experience in itself. I wondered if Dillon's cock was as long or as black, and if she'd taken as much bareback cock as I had. Seven months later, I pressed my body against Steve again, our hard cocks clasped together as I stroked against him until he spurted his thick white cum in long ropes over his perfectly hairy belly. I licked at it and sat back up, my legs wide across his, and he traced the outline of two newly healed tattoos on the inside of my thighs, mirror images of his own. My boyfiend Alex climbed onto Steve and kissed him, dipping his erect cock into the creamy pool on Steve's belly; he knew I was close to the point of cumming and his ass glistened with freshly applied lube. He tossed away the unopened condom he had been holding and wiggled his inviting hole deep onto my hard, bare, cock.

Been reading and thinking about getting fucked raw and loaded when horsing around for so long. Finally happened. Started PrEP a few months ago just in case got the nerve. Partner and I were down in DC for MAL and got hit on by this young sexy otter. Took him back to the room and soon as we start undressing he is like I am on PrEP and good with condoms or without. So we Hirse around a bit and then I see my partner line up dick to the guys ass and slides in bare. I was so turned on watching how much fun they were having. I start making out with guy while he is getting fucked. Also start to wonder how far this going and realize my partner is picking up steam and then pushes in deep and explodes in the guy. We all fall asleep spooning each other. I wake up this morning to a hard dick up against my hole. This is my chance I thought and by this sexy young buck. So I spit ito my hand and reached back to finger it into my hole. I then hear the otter spit as well and soon he is pushing onto me. He is fucking me slowly when my partner wakes up and realizes what is going on. He watches me gets fucked for a bit and then decides he wants to join in. He lubes up and slides into the otter. Gives the guy a short hard fuck while he is still fucking of me and dumps his second load into the guy. My young stud gets so turned on that he really starts to pound and nail me. We are both moanin and grunting as he starts to pick up steam. His dick is getting even harder and I am like this is going to happen. I am going to take a load from someone just meet basically. I am so turned on I cum into the bed. The otter really starts fucking me and suddenly pushes in deep and floods me with his spunk. Done, took my first load during a hook up and not from the BF. Loved it.

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

There is nothing like BBC.

I am going to say the same as shinelover. You are so turned on by this so I say go for it and let it happen. Be sure to encourage him to really pound your ass hard and cum deep in it. Sometimes we need to do what feels right and the best for us and not worry about details. Deal with it afterwards.

Sounds like a great time! And yes, you should definitely let him fuck and seed you any time he wants. Keep us posted about the next time.

Met a couple on Monday, one bttm one top. After fooling around for a while the top guy starts to fuck me then decides to put a condom on. Maybe because the bf was there. After he was fucking me for a while i turned back and whispered 'take it off and load me up'. The boyfriend was oblivious to this so he slipped the condom off, planted his cock back in and shot his cum right in my guts. Walked home a happy man after that. Loads you have to work for can sometimes feel better.

Good news! We're hooking up again tomorrow and he already told me he's done using condoms to fuck me.

Damn wish I could get pozzed at a testing center.

Politely said: Bullshit. Then again: if a top doesn't listen to the bottom when asked to pull out and fills him with cum anyway, you are right... The playing field isn't even. The bottom becomes a better man than the asshole who just deliberately disregarded the human right of the bottom. And as far as bottoms being the passive and therefor the lesser of the two, the feminist movement may have an argument with you there as well. That line of thinking is antiquated and has been debunked. Welcome to the year 2016. The 1800's are calling and they want your thoughts back. It's very obvious that you want to be right in this. Regardless as to whether your thoughts have merit. I had said my piece and left. You begged me to come back because I "have so much insight to offer and such valid points". Your words. Yet you shoot them down every chance you get. You just want to beat the dead horse til well after it's been shipped off to the glue factory. I'm out. I don't feel the need to always be right and "win". Enjoy.

Hey Fur- happy new year( and to everyone else as they read in this post) and many hot loads to you! I stay very low tech- i already have my 2016 wall calendar -the type with a 2 x 2 inch box for each day of the week, Each day at the end of the day before going to bed I log any play for the day- in my case a total bottom; I track loads taken in my ass , then my mouth, fists taken, and finally piss received, with just simple A-# O-# F-# P-# ( or any combination of the letters if I only got fisted, say, I would just mark F-1, even if the same guy fisted me twice in a session --) It keeps it innocent, anyone who is checking out the date and sees the marks has no clue what they mean, and if they get too curious, it can always be played off as me tracking co workers who annoyed me that day at work by degree ( asshole- obnoxious, fucking useless, pain in the ass LOL) Mine is hanging in the kitchen, so I know I will be near it just before taking my meds and going to bed for the night-- hope this helps some of you thinking about tracking your own numbers. As for goals, I am really hoping to have sex at least ,on average once a day , every day--but for now, I will just be overjoyed for a solid circle of top guys who can be counted on for loads regularly,no drama, no games, and no extra issues.And should they even want a good fuck and then haul my ass out for a coffee and chat--bonus!!!

I had every intention of keeping my word and leaving this thread. Even unfollowed it. But misterpiggy wrote me and asked me to come back. I wrote him and asked him some things. He asked me to post it here. So.......... Here you go, misterpiggy. Nelliess is correct. The laws for homosexual sex are the same as heterosexual sex. Here in the USA as well. Consent must continue through the entire act. And I do not give up any right to a top when he has his bare cock in my ass. We are on an even playing field. Unless, as he stated, it's a Dom sub relationship. The top does not dictate what I do. That would be the same as him demanding one take his piss and drink it. If the bottom finds that revolting (crazy, I know), then he has the right to say no. Look... I am so over the political correctness that has taken over the world. No one truly has freedom anymore. And I certainly don't want to take freedom from anyone. But that goes for bottoms as well. It's been said before, tops are not gods. They do not get to dictate what happens. My point all along has been that if a top and bottom discuss what will happen, then there is no need to give up rights or no need for worry about whether the bottom is going to ask the top to pull out. Help me understand why that is such a burden? I'm sincerely asking. I'm not talking about bath house scenarios. There.... The bottom takes it bare, he knows he's gonna get the load. But in hook ups, why not hash it out before even meeting up? What's the issue with that? Again, sincerely asking.

Each person gets to decide their own best interests. My ownership of my body doesn't transfer to a guy just because his raw dick is in my hole. Depending on the dynamic I might give myself to a guy in sub role, but that is my choice to make and I can take it back at any time if I feel a top isn't respectful enough of that. I am also mindful of that when I top myself. The legal position for homosexual sex is clear and in line with heterosexual sex, at least here in the UK. Consent must be maintained throughout the entire sexual act and if it is withdrawn by one party and not respected by the other it is technically rape (the law's position, not necessarily mine). Now it is very unlikely to reach court given the circumstances of the act, but I would suspect quite unpleasant to even be threatened by it. As long as everyone knows what's going to happen before they start and the bottom made aware they will be getting the load then there's no problem. Trust me, if they're taking it bare they should be easily persuaded to get bred.

I've learned a lot reading this thread...for example that we have a few rapists on here Check this out: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2314469/Men-convicted-rape-woman-agrees-sex.html I just hope that the tops that are doing the "raping" are doing this in anonymous settings because if the bottom came back and accused you of pozzing him, things could get really interesting, especially if you can't produce a negative test result. Even though I'm in the minority here (because I believe a bottom can ask not to be ejaculated into), I totally understand why tops don't like this. I've asked guys to pull out and guys have asked me to pull out. That's life. The next guy will probably gladly take the load. I don't become your property and/or surrender all rights to what happens to my body because I let you enter me without a condom. Following that logic, a bottom couldn't stop sex that was painful (e.g. the top slams into you), bloody, or became messy due to a bowel movement (I know, gross). It really is my body and you as the top should be happy you are getting the opportunity to enjoy it, just as much as I am enjoying yours.

Well that's a new way of taking something out of context. You missed the whole point. In fact, your whole response had nothing to do with what I said! Nor anything to do with what this thread is about. I'm fairly certain that the majority of men on this site are "attracted" to men. Not women. But since you went there, not all men want their sex to be anonymous, NSA, brute, kinky or in groups. Different strokes for different folks.

Now it's the leader 2 sons turn and they have bigger dicks than the leader but one does not have PA. As they are fucking me it's starting to be enjoyable as maybe it has to do with the drugs Rocky has been giving me or maybe I'm finding out that I really like this attention I'm getting. The sons are not just ramming their dick in my hole but taking their time. They take me off the bench and put me in a sling and the lights get real bright as Rocky takes a camera out. The sons are fucking me and asking how I like being their bitch and I say I love as the leader waves the cattle prod. The sons ask me if I want their POZ seed in me, I scream yes as in truth I really starting to like the feel of there dicks in me and even sucking their cum & blood off their dick as I can see the excitement in their eyes when their dicks are cleaned. I don't know how long the 3 of them have been working my hole and mouth over they tell Rocky to plug his hole and let him crash and they will be back in 2 days to see how their new bitch is doing. As Rocky takes me into another room and cleans me up with the cold water from a garden hose and I ask Rocky if I can take the thing in my ass out , he says if I do I will get zapped by the cattle prod. I feel very tired after and I just fall into the bed naked. I don't have any idea what day or time I have been here. It's now just the leader comes down stairs to see me and bends me over a bench and pulls the plug out, he says soon my hole will be ready for anything. He pulls out his dick and without anything said I start to suck it wile he fingers my hole with that burning lube but it feels good. I get on all fours on the bed, what an ass you have so just wiggle it as he just sticks his dick in my well lube hole and it's done with no pain this time and I really like the feel and something tells me to squeeze my sphincter mussel on his dick when he is balls deep. He says I'm a natural bitch as I just did it as he drops his load in me and after he pulls out without tell me I start to clean his dick. He calls Rocky to give me a heavy slam. After the leader gets finish with giving 2 more loads he tell Rocky to get on the bed and to suck my dick and never having this done to me before I don't know what to expect. I see Rocky has a cage over his dick as the leader says Rocky is a piece of shit. The lights are turned on very bright as this is going to be filmed. As I lay there Rocky starts to work his manic on my dick he is told not to let me cum as that's for his hole. I'm really liking this and as I'm about to cum Rocky stops and I'm left with a raging hard on as the leader comes over with a ruler to Measure the length and girth of my dick and goes WOW. Rocky is now on all fours and I just go over and stick the head in Rocky hole, this is feeling great as the deeper I go as I can feel this is not Rocky first time getting something up his hole. As I go balls deep he is grunting as I can feel I'm bottom out in his hole. I in a hole for the first time and the feeling is incredible as I go back and forth picking up the pace I don't want to stop but I explode in his hole and as I pull out I'm still squirting out cum as I see Rocky hole dripping cum , I'm told to suck the cum coming out of his hole. After a cool down and getting hydrated with that bad tasting water I go back to fucking and sucking my load from Rocky hole, I put another 3 more loads in RockyIts. The leader says you will be great as your dick is still hard and ready to go again. I think I spent 2 month there are the weather was turning and it was July when I was kidnapped. A few weeks I had a bad cold and Rocky said I will be ok as that is being part of the brotherhood as everyone gets it sooner or later. When the leader comes by after I’m feeling better he says we are going on a trip. They give me some jeans , sweat shit and sneakers. Its dark out side and once inside the van I'm hand cuffs to the van. The leader says they are not sure if they can trust me yet. We drive for hours and stop for gas and I could have scream but I'm starting to like getting fuck and getting a chance to get my dick in a warm hole as back at the Lake I was called a freak for the size of my dick. When we stop at the hotel the leader says someone is going to come in for a 2 hour session with me and I'm to fuck them and let them suck my dick. There is a knock on the door and this 50 year old guy at the door , he comes in and get undress and hands me $600. I put the money away as I was told and drop my jeans. His reaction to my dick was WOW that's it's bigger than in the pictures. He is on his knees in a second with his mouth work his magic and I'm hard is a second. He ask if I fuck raw or safe only and I'm not really sure so I just say anyway you want. He say great as he like it raw. He breaks out a syringe and injects his arm and ask if I want any. I don't as I told him I'm working and have to stay hard. I go right to work and can feel that he has a well used hole as l slip right in without to much effort. I slow fuck him as I want to enjoy this as much as I can. I can feel by the motions of his body he is also having a good time and as I'm about to cum he is squeezing my dick and he is trying to get all of the load in his hole. As I pull out he turns around and his mouth is on my dick and doing a nice job of cleaning it. In the time I was with him I gave him another load and when he left I was given an extra $100. That day I fuck 3 more guys and 2 of they gave me extra money. The leader came in after the last one left and took the money and without a question I gave him the extra money. He said good boy as he has 1 more for me but my dick is raw, he says you won't need my dick but my hole. This customer will be with me for the rest of our stay in this hotel. He comes in with a few bags and a portable sling. He is maybe 30 and not bad looking. He starts to kiss me after I get out of my clothes as he is on leather chaps and wants me in the sling. I was told he is going to slam me and as he does it's a heavy one and this stuff is real strong. He kept me hydrated with good G. First he fuck me with his nice size dick. Then he put on the bed all sorts it toys some I have seen but most I have not. He takes his fingers and starts to probe my hole first 2 fingers then he picks up a metal spreader with this stringy lube and puts it in my hole real slow till it's all the way in. He is stroking my raw dick but everything is feeling great between the slam & G and how my hole is feeling as he keeps turning the screws to open me up more. He says he like opening young boys holes and making them his puppets. I'm having a good time as I'm getting into this as he pulls out the metal device out and wants to see how ready I am after he gives me another slam & some more G.

Abel bodied boy part 3: Mostly Willing and Abel Here’s a recap and character description for anyone who needs it. Characters: Abel aka Abe: 5’11” brown hair, hazel eyes, ripped smooth straight swimming dude with an 8.5 inch uncut dick. Former loser/average-Joe turned high school swim team super star after a summer spent lifeguarding (and becoming buff) under the tutelage of Mike. Abe spent most of senior year dating a girl he’s loved for years, but was heartbroken when she admitted she wanted to break up after graduation and then cheated on him with her ex. Upset and humiliated, he ran off to spend a week with Mike, which has culminated in a guys’ night complete with drinks, porn, parTying and Abe witnessing two of the guys engaged in gay sex. Mike: 5’9” blonde, blue eyes, muscular shaved body-building college prof/athletic coach with a thick 7.5 inch cut cock. Worked with Abe at the pool while finishing grad school, becoming a good friend and motivation to him in the process. Moved cross-country to take his first coaching job at a prestigious university and invited Abe to come visit after hearing how he got his heart broken. Hosting a party with some friends, and introduced Abe to his first hard drugs. He just witnessed the same thing Abe did and seems unphased… Chris: 6’1” Buzzed black hair, blue eyes, shaved college swimmer with the body to match and 8 inches of uncut meat. Abe spent the week shadow Chris to his classes and hanging with him. Chris helped organize the party and doesn’t know that Mike and Abe just saw him get sucked off by another party guest, Westy, and promised Westy he would take it up the ass from him later! Dirk: 6’4” Buzzed brown hair, brown eyes, slim, tattooed, wiry, white-trash drug dealer with serious abs, dark treasure trail but hasn’t revealed his cock yet. Came with Chris to the party and provided the tina and other party favors. Assistant Football Coach Kiernan “Westy” West: 6’2” brown curly hair, green eyes, firm muscular built body of an athlete, with curly chest hair, sweet bubble butt and 7 thick cut inches. Westy just sucked off Chris in the basement bathroom and showed off an impressive bulge, promising to use it on Chris’ ass later. Assistant Wrestling Coach Cody “Eddie” Edwards” 5’9” wavy black hair, olive skin, dark eyes, fuzzy muscular body, awesome smile, and who knows what else… Eddie has been enjoying the party so far and has no idea what his best friend, Westy, just got caught doing in the bathroom. Now where were we? Ah yes… Realizing Westy was about to discover him, Abel panicked at the thought of Chris and Westy finding out he watched them screwing around. Diving over to the door, he whipped it open and stood behind it as the furry coach went out, followed momentarily by the boy he just threatened to rape. Waiting a moment before stepping out, Abel's cock was still hard and now it was leaking copiously onto his abs, tucked up under his jockstrap waistband, reaching almost to his belly button. Shutting the door softly, he turned around and almost shit himself to see Mike sitting on the couch, loading another bowl. "So you caught the Chris and Westy show," Mike said, with no more emotion than if he'd been discussing a baseball game. "what did you think?" Now Part 3 “I…um…” Abe sputtered and turned bright red. He willed his hard on to go away, and figured the embarrassment would do it, but no such luck. It continued to pulse harder against his abs as he tried desperately to find some excuse why he’d been watching two guys go at it in the bathroom. Instead he found himself mesmerized by Mike’s wide tan pecs and bulging arms as they worked to put the tina in the pipe. “Calm down Abel,” the blonde god laughed and patted the couch next to him, before pulling out the torch and starting to melt the pipe’s contents. “If you’re gonna get freaked out everytime somebody sneaks off to fuck around tonight, you might as well go back home right now.” “You serious?” Slowly sinking next to his friend/idol, Abe’s incredulity was the only thing that gave away his inexperience and age. Waiting for the answer as Mike took a hit off the glass bubble, Abe couldn’t help but wonder if maybe he was in over his head and should do as the more experienced guy suggested. “Yeah, but don’t sweat it Abe. Just take a hit,” Mike handed him the pipe and torch, exhaling his own huge cloud as he explained. “and keep an open mind. Guys will be guys, and sometimes, when there isn’t any pussy around, they will do stuff you’d never expect. Desperate high times call for desperate low measures.” The two of them shared a laugh at Mike’s joke and Abe felt himself worrying less and less as they continued to pass the pipe between them. Before long, he’d forgotten to be afraid and was asking dirty questions about what Mike had seen guys do when they were on this stuff and how far would they go when they had no girls around. “You’ll be amazed,” Mike lamented before taking a shotgun hit from Abe’s mouth, brushing his pink lips against the teen’s mouth as he did it, then exhaling back to the boy with another brush past. “This shit makes men wicked horny for any warm body I meet.” “Any warm body YOU meet,” Abe repeated the coach’s words, to be sure he heard right. “You mean you’ve-“ “Not me specifically,” Mike quickly corrected the boy. “I just mean these clouds cloud your judgement and anyone can end up doing something you don’t expect.” They sat only a few inches apart and looked at each other. Abe’s head was spinning, sweat rolled down both their bare torsos and he was aware once again that his cock was hardening in his jock. The only sound he could hear was his own heart beat as the two of them leaned in towards each other. Moments, perhaps only a second before they were close enough for their lips to meet, they jumped apart when Chris’ voice called out for Mike to “come judge the contest.” Caring little about what Chris was asking, both guys hopped up and collected themselves before heading back into the main room to see what the swimmer jock wanted. It was perfect timing as Chris was just a few steps from coming into the room to look for them. “Westy and Eddy are fucking around, doing a “pose” off, and they want to have a contest to see who has the hottest bod.” Chris informed them, oblivious to what he’d almost walked in on. “so we need you guys to come judge.” “Screw judging,” Mike responded, leading Chris and Abe over to the couches and tossing Dirk the pipe to reload while he talked. “It wouldn’t be a fair fight without me competing.” Chris, Eddy and Dirk all chimed in with an “ooooohhh” signifying the fact they were being burned by the buff young blonde coach, but they couldn’t seem to do it with a straight face. The laughter was dying down as Dirk suggested he and Abe would judge, which got some approving responses until Abe’s voice broke above the din. “What about me?” asked the high school swim god. “What about you?” Westy replied, stretching his arms in preparation for the contest. “I wanna compete too,” Abe’s response silenced the other guys for a second before Mike walked over to him and clapped a hand on his back and chuckled. “Fine,” the host said, squeezing his teen protégé’s shoulder. “We can all compete and we can all judge.” Abe couldn’t believe he’d been so brazen to suggest he might have a chance at competing in anything with these fully developed models of muscular perfection. Even Dirk, the skinniest of the group, possessed abs with more ridges than most mountain ranges. If Abe had any chance of saving face, he knew he’d need something a lot more flashy than his b-ball shorts to show off in. He considered dropping his pants and posing in his jock, but then he knew his big round ass would be on display and might lower his chances of doing well. The problem seemed to solve itself when Dirk began bitching about how unfair it was that Chris could show off in the speedos, while he was stuck in a pair of plaid boxers and his board shorts. The color drained from Chris and Westy, and Abe suddenly remembered that they’d switched undies back in the bathroom when Westy sucked Chris off. If they dropped their shorts, everyone would know they’d been fucking around. Abe smirked and looked over to Mike who shared a look with him that said ‘I know what you’re thinking’ causing the two of them to laugh. Eddy and Dirk seemed confused by their outburst, but Chris and Westy were suddenly sharing looks that seemed to share a fear that maybe the laughter was at them…which it was. Taking pity, Mike offered a solution. “How about this?” He said, standing up with a freshly loaded bowl and handing it to Abe to hit so he would stop laughing. “I have some new calvin klein tighty whiteys upstairs in my room, we can each wear a pair of those.” “Still not even odds bro,” Dirk chimed in. “I got a lot smaller waist than you old ass mutha fuckers. Chris n’ Abel and I’ll be swimmin in that shit!” “I got a few clean pairs in my suitcase,” Abe said before realizing what he was offering. True he was not as skinny as Dirk, but he was a lot closer around the waist than Mike, Eddy and Westy. “Sounds good to me bro,” Chris chimmed in, desperate for any option that wouldn’t involve him having to show himself in Westy’s oversized briefs, with a combination of their jizz spotted in the crotch. “Sweet,” Mike said, hopping into coach mode and ending the debate. “Abel, go with Dirk and show him where yours are, then grab the unopened pack from the bag near my bed, I’ll change the lighting and you three can refill the pipes. When everyone gets back we can each take a second between turns to step into the john and change, cool? Go to it!” -- Taking two steps at a time, Dirk chatted about what a chill pad Mike had, and held a conversation about how good the tina was with himself. Abe just went along as tour guide and it was a good thing, since he was preoccupied with thoughts of Chris and Dirk in his underwear all the way up. “---dontcha think bro?” Abe caught the end of whatever question Dirk was asking as they turned the corner into the guest room/gym where Abe was staying while in Mike’s house. Before he could ask Dirk to repeat himself, the dealer interrupted him with some more one-sided chatting. “Damn dude, check out the mirrors in this place. Oh shit and the work out shit too! Mike is one kinky mutha fucker! Bet he lays on this weight bench and lifts naked! Pro’ly doesn’t have Looks like it was made for porn!” Dirk pulled his boxers and shorts down so his ass was hanging out, and mounted the bench and began humping it. In spite of his tweaked state, Abe laughed and enjoyed the other boy’s antics. Once he’d gotten a laugh, Dirk hopped back up, but left his shorts and boxers pushed down his butt cheeks, holding them up in front with one hand and readjusting his ball cap with the other. “So where are these lil boy undies o’ yours man?” Dirk said, kicking off his shoes and hopping onto the bed. Abe was offended by the implication that his briefs were for little boys, so he pulled them out and tossed a pair on Dirk’s face. The dealer flung them back and the two of them traded the white cotton underwear a few times before Abe defended them. “Nothing little about what goes in these dick!” Abe said grabbing his crotch, trying to seem tough and manly. “Prove it Marky Mark” Dirk’s insult made little sense until Abe caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and started laughing again. “Fuck you dude,” Abe shot back. “At least I’m not Eminem’s retarded cousin, skittles.” Both guys cracked up at that, but suddenly Dirk was on his feet next to Abe, with his outstretched hand pushing a pair of briefs in Abe’s chest. “Seriously, show me how butch you look in your panties.” Dirk stopped laughing and gave Abe a look that he recognized from the showers with the swim team There is was used as a taunt. An unspoken dare by some cocky dude who wanted the other dude to drop his speedos or run out crying. Either way it was a win for the daring party, but rarely turned out well for the dared. After all, even the most hung guys are tiny after two hours in an ice cold pool with their junk plastered to their hips in spandex. This time however, Abe was confident that his cock, which had been hard until only a few minutes before, would be ready to prove its worth. “Fine,” turning around, Abe pulled down his shorts and jock and stepped out of them, before realizing Dirk could see everything in the mirror. Undaunted, he turned to face the boy, who he now realized was probably only 2 or 3 years older than him, and slowly donned the white briefs. “Not bad A,” Dirk reached out and squeezed Abe’s crotch, but the teen controlled his urge to jump away and let the older teen have a feel. “Not bad at all. Got another for me?” Abe turned around and pulled another pair from the pocket on his suitcase, and handed back to dirk just as he was stepping out of his own undies and shorts. Standing up straight, Dirk had almost 6 inches on Abe, made all the more obvious with how close they were standing. Still that was nothing compared to the difference in their cocks. “Fuck man, you’re…huge,” Abe blurted out. “Heh, yeah.” Dirk shrugged, took the briefs from Abel’s hand and stepped into them, keeping eyes on the boy the while time. “Gets about 9 and half hard, but hits ten when it gets a tight pussy for the first time.” “Did it hurt?” Abe asked, referring to the piercing just underneath the head. “Nah man,” Dirk said, shrugging, and tucking the cock head away, but leaving his hand on it, so stroke a few times before pulling away. “Just sore for a couple days and hurt like a bitch first time it got hard, but since then it is awesome. Makes all the bitches cum. Wanna feel?” Abel was suddenly back in the real world and stepped away, realizing he was getting hard while they had been watching each other. “go ahead dude, don’t be shy.” Dirk wasn’t letting Abel leave. He grabbed the teenager by the wrist and thrust his hand into his own hardening cock. On instinct, Abel began palming it, helping it get bigger, and bigger. “You weren’t lying Dirk, you’re at least 9 inches.” Hearing Abe talking about the cock in his hand, Dirk released the grip on his wrist, knowing Abe wasn’t gonna run now that he had a cock in his hand. Dirk reached over and returned the favor, until both of them were hard and leaking in their briefs. Dirk leaned in and tried to kiss Abe, who turned his head to the side at the last second. The drug dealer always got what he wanted, so he grabbed the boys face and turned it back to his but they both jumped apart when a voice called up the stairs and told them to hurry up. Dashing to grab their shorts and pull them on over the briefs, they ran out so fast that Abe had to stop half way down the stairs and go back for another pair for Chris, and the unopened pack for the three muscly dudes. Holding the plastic wrapped briefs in his hand, he noticed something on the floor next to the bed, and realized it was Mike discarded jockstrap from their work out before. There was no way Mike could have changed before the other guys arrived, which meant he’d either shimmied out of it when Chris was with him in the other room, putting on the speedos or…Abe picked the jock up, it was still warm. He felt his stomach rising up. Mike must have been the voice they heard, and he must have yelled for them after he’d come upstairs and stripped off the jock. Abel stepped back into the hall and looked down to the door where he was staying. If mike had even glanced slightly that direction, he could have seen the entire production between Abe and Dirk. Descending the stairs, he dreaded the moment he’d have to face the rest of the party, sure that they would all be calling him a fag. Taking a deep breath before heading through the basement door, he reminded himself that Mike said nothing about Westy and Chris, and told himself that he knew they were closer friends than Mike and some guy from his team or a new co-worker. Still he broke a sweat, and it wasn’t just because the temperature in the basement was at least five degrees warmer than the rest of the house. As it turned out, Mike seemed oblivious and was more concerned with who would go first than what he maybe saw. Looking into his eyes as he hand Mike the briefs, Abel caught no sign or hint at anything other than his friend’s regular glance. It made him feel warm when their hands touched as they exchanged the package, and the smile from the blonde made his stomach go from nervous to tingly in no time. Worried he was getting hard again, he was surprised to find he was soft for the first time all night. He took a couple hits off the pipe as Westy went into the other room to change and everyone got seated, and thanked his lucky stars that his dick was finally under control. Part 4 very soon!

I just finished watching the 1993 film Philadelphia with Tom Hanks. What a sad movie. It has me remembering the 80s and 90s and thinking about all the friends and lovers I lost back then. I used to wonder why I was spared. I mean it took nearly 30 years for me to get HIV. I used to think I deserved it. I was just thinking how lucky we are to be living today when we have Antiretrovirals to keep the virus from killing us. It was horrible in the 80s. Back then it was an "AIDS test". And if you tested positive, well, you knew most likely you were going to die. Some guys survived it, most did not. A couple of years ago I knew of a handsome 25 year old guy who was rushed to the emergency room with difficulty breathing. He never left the hospital and died of AIDS three weeks later. He had never been tested. He was a PnP guy and as good looking as he was there is no telling how many men he unknowingly infected. The doctors said as advanced as the KS that was blocking his airways was that he had probably been positive 8-9 years. This happened in 2011. Not 1995. People still die of AIDS but only if they are not tested and not on meds. I have had to deal with a lot of loss due to this bastard of a disease so I know how you feel. Watching this movie tonight drug it all back up so I am relieved to have your post to respond to in order to let some of it out. Yeah I've moved on, but I'm not sure we ever totally get over this kind of loss. It may sound weird, but I am very happy that I know who infected me and that we are still friends. More importantly I'm happy he and I are not going to die-at least not of this. Most guys don't know who infected them, so consider yourself lucky. I do.

Just read this post, and ironically, our local NPR ( Natl Public Radio for those non-USA based guys) station had a guest on yesterday who wrote a book about the whole grieving process--of course, I was driving to work and only caught a bit of it--but the truth she spoke was this : Grief takes hold, and ignoring it or fighting it is pointless--it will hang on until you allow it to process out. She suggested allowing grief to take a seat at the table with you- to let it run its course much like a cold or flu- and to push thru as it gets easier to deal with it, and resume your own life. I don't know if it will get thru, but the NPR station here is WLRN,it is an ORG URL, and the air date was 15 Jun in the Topic Currents talk section. The author, and book title , is below ( again, not sure if it will get thru, or if a filter bot will block it) CAM, you did what you thought was right at the time-you urged your friend to seek care,he chose not to. Undoubtedly, he knew his status long before you got infected, and was either unconcerned about YOUR health and life, or his- or both. You showed caring and concern, and are still on the Earth today thanks to it. Use these days to live, and don't linger too long on looking back. The book-- Grief Specialist Claire Bidwell Smith: "When Life is Over, Where Do We Go?"

Then there was Ed. Ed was 45 and happy in a relationship, but a side of him would still yearn to the old days when he was out each weekend in a sex club, being all sociable in his shiny rubber. We'd been chatting for years, but since becoming a brother, I decided to re-focus my efforts on him. He certainly looked the part. He'd taken to see-thru rubber under a full suit, so that he could make a good sweat. The chain was good too. While having never been a slave, the traits of submission and serving were clearly starting to affect his outlook too. You see, I knew Ed had been having a couple of discreet breedings, and as he fought against the feelings that this new addiction required, he'd been behaving and safe on the whole. Well, I thought, let's see about that. Ed had made the mistake of having his phone app showing where he was. From the vague directions, I ascertained he was nearby, and sure enough, he was back at his mate's flat. The one he kept quiet about. The one who had a sling and had teased Ed into raw. Anyway, I got in contact, and arranged to hook up with his mate, unbeknown to Ed. As I quietly arrived, Ed was already hooded and strung up in the sling and had a hint of poppers and was beginning to grind his arse in the direction of his mate's cock. I took control of the situation, and started to unzip Ed's rubber jeans and begin to finger his hole. As he moaned, I got harder and his mate set up his webcam so that he could record the events that followed. Ed assumed that he was in for a good raw ride, but not necessarily a poz ride. Sure enough, as he began to get into heat and horny, I inserted my cock and began to loosen his hole up. Getting hard at his moans of pleasure. I nodded to his mate, who took the hood off Ed just I was about to come. As Ed's eyes adjusted, he started to work out there was two of us there, and one of us had a special present for him. As he started to struggle, his mate dosed him up further into amyl bliss. I unzipped my suit a bit further to show my biohazard tatt, as I heard his mate whisper to Ed "He's my BugDad, Ed. He made me into a brother. I think you need it too. You deserve to convert and understand. Oh yeah mate. You're also on camera and we've got pigs from around the world watching you" and he began to tie a ballgag around Ed's head to get him to shut up. I fucking love the spit and drool of a neg around a ballgag. The last seeping innocence. What a night. Ed seemed to transition well from scared neg into incubator right in front of me. Needless to say, a few weeks later I saw Ed again. The rubber was less shiny this time, and there was a thicker chain around his neck. He was looking rough from his recent split from his partner. Rough as in 'got a septum ring' and unshaven. There has was, with his cock hanging out, like some true pig. Available to anyone who'd want him. And pigs wanted him. Overhearing him say "Welcome brother" to some 20 year old kid in a rubber jock, as he unloaded into that lucky guy's hole, made me proud and, well, turned on. It's what the brotherhood does.

2 It had been an eventful few months. Once I was Mr Safe, and terrified of even looking at a bare cock. Now, somehow, like a reprogramming or brainwash, I was adapting to my new life. Thoughts got sleazier - it's amazing how many guys seem to know I'd converted. Leading me to believe there may be some app somewhere keeping guys abreast of these developments. Slipping a rubber jock under my work clothes was a given now, as you never know when you'll encounter a brother. Also, the amount of guys wanting to get knocked up is astounding. I felt horny when studs I'd fancied before were willing to beg me for my load - I never knew such a world would be like this. And despite my earlier fears, I was beginning to love it. I was going out more. It was on one of the Reunion nights where I bumped into 'Surfsuit' again. We spoke and hugged and caught up with stuff. He introduced me to a friend of his. After the introductions, I liked what I saw. Nice early 50s in shape guy in a rubber wrestling singlet and waders. Surfsuit turned and said "This pig has been out of the circuit and undetectable a long time, however he's spent the last few years being behaved with his partner. Unfortunately his partner and him drifted apart and now he is here. Meet Lee - he is ready to be detectable again. Aren't you Lee?" as he put his arm around him like some best mate or relation. "Yes, mate. Time for me to re-engage with the brothers", said Lee. This kind of chat was normal now. Like he was starting a job or a school. "I think you and I have a duty to welcome him back, no?" said Surfsuit. I nodded as I felt my cock stir. I, a protege, being asked to infect by my, essentially, Bugdad. I was getting horny thinking about it. As we moved all a little bit closer to each other, I could feel Lee almost go into heat. We made our way into the back area. I smiled in recognition to a fellow patron who I'd bred up a month ago, noticing him happily take whatever was given to him, with his freshly tattooed 'PIG' on his belly. Surfsuit, Lee and I found a quiet spot and began to make out. Lee was soon hungrily unzipping our crotches as Surfsuit and I snogged. Like some sick lovers ready to take a hitcher in, revelling in what was to happen. As Lee worked on Surfsuit's cock, I moved around to his hole and fingered it "Mmmm, really a bit tight there again" I thought. Apparently Lee hadn't had a cock up him in years, and so this was going to be interesting. And hot. I spat on his hole and started to work myself in as Lee hoofed on the amyl. Re-infecting was a new turn on that I'd not bargained for, but there was no way my load was going anywhere else than Lee's hole. And he wanted it too. I could hear Surfsuit muttering encouragement to us. He was telling Lee that he was doing what was right. He'll always be a brother, but now it was time to reawaken that sleeper cell. It didn't take me long to edge myself ready to cum, by this time Lee had latched onto Surfsuit's cock and was sucking on it like his life depended on it - which in some way, it was. Just as I came, Surfsuit shot into Lee's mouth and said "Let the Brotherhood reclaim you, brother". Fuck. It was horny, I'll admit. Lee, fucked by amyl and with toxic cum sliding from both holes, looked up and said "Thank you" as he turn and started to clean my cock with his mouth. It was another couple of months before Lee was seen out and about again. We'd kept in touch, and I'd watched him become reinvigorated. He took to cumdump duties like a pro, and his biohazard tat looked fucking hot under his see-through rubber, although the lucky would only see that when he unzipped his black vest. Usually while they were down on his cock, tasting it for the first time. I watched Lee perform with a guy while I sat with a cigar. The guy trying to struggle as Lee forced his newly detectable seed into him, turning the dude into an incubator and a future brother. It's the joy of Brotherhood. It's what we do.

I LOVE getting anon fucked at a hotel. I always do this when I travel. Just in the past 5 months, I took anon loads in hotels in Dallas, Seattle, Philadelphia, and LA. I love leaving the door ajar. I love when it turns into a gangbang. I love when guys sneak in while I'm sleeping and start fucking me. I love when someone decides to whore me out. I love when guys bring stuff to parTy with. I love hotel sex, and I LOVE anon sex. Nothing better than just lying there all day while guys fuck me. LOVE it.

Cable part IV Well, now the cable is installed and wife off to work and I am sitting here with two poz loads of cum in my ass and wondering what the hell had I done and why. Had never even thought about doing anything with a guy and now had let both of the cable guys fuck me. I had even sucked both their cocks and gave absolutely no protest when they did me at all. Then finding out that the first one was HIV positive and was freaked out by it and then still let his bud come do me and he was poz also. Now what the hell to do. Can feel my ass and the back of my pants are damp with their cum that has leaked out of me and saw what appeared to be blood mixed with it. Freaking out some and yet my cock is telling me how nice it liked it and my ass loved the way it was filled and pounded. I get up and take my pants off and can see they are wet from the leaking cum. Man, they must have both cum a ton in me and as I look closer I can see a trace of red in my pants too. I take them to the bathroom and rinse them off, Can't have blood drying there, be damn hard to explain that one. LOL I get a towel and go sit down on the couch again to watch my new cable. Place the towel under my ass and turn on the tv. Can't concentrate on anything on there. I start to finger my hole some while just leaning back, My ass is still tingling terribly from its use of earlier. I can feel the cum still trying to leak out and soon have my finger buried as far up me as I can and find it is not enough. I pull it out and takes only a short time and I have three fingers in me as deep as I can and just wiggling them around. My cock gets hard again. Damn, cum three times in about an hour and now only about an hour more later and it is rising hard as a rock again. As I keep playing with my ass I use my other hand to stroke my cock which is now like an iron bar as I think back on what those two cable guys had done to me. My fingers are hitting my prostrate and driving me wild and it only takes a few minutes and I am cumming again. The idea of those two big cocks ramming my ass and my fingers now twisting and turning in me and I blow another big load all over my stomach clear onto my chest. WOW Damn I am so horned up and hot for more it seems. Been about 24 hours almost now. Barely slept last night as my ass would not let me sleep with the tingling all the time since I had let two cable guys I had never known before fuck me and fill me with their poz cum. WOW, damn hot time and something I never would have thought about before then either. Still cannot believe I did that and have been looking up HIV on my computer to see what it is like or what to do. My search results tell me I can get PEP and probably not catch HIV. Now, can I afford it or even want it or what to do. I guess I have a couple of days at most to decide. Even now after a day is gone all I can think about is how great those cocks felt pounding away in my hole. Never thought about gay play before but now I have decision to make about a couple of things. Do I go get the PEP and hope it does work and stops the infection or let it go and if I do take it do I want more cock in me. Felt so amazing that now I am wondering, since my wife no longer lets me have sex, if I should go ahead and do some more gay sex or not. My mind is racing and not really sure what to do right now. Got to quit touching my ass with my own hand and maybe I could think straight and know what to do.

I am a late bloomer in the sense that I have repressed my desire to have sex with men most of my life. The 1st time I noticed my desire was in my teenage years, when I came across a book describing a young boy performing oral sex on a Japanese man. I am remember reading that scene and wishing I was that boy. My desires got stronger when my sister, who was a lesbian, started bring her gay friends over. One of them left a copy of a magazine called Cherry tales. I was to timid to keep it but I remembering reading it and stroking myself to the story of a college boy being fucked by an older "daddy" top. Each time left me with guilt and shame in thinking what I was doing was wrong, so I would clean myself up afterward and repress my feelings. However, those feelings never went away. I channeled my frustration into academic success in college and then towards my professional career. Every now and then, a chink in the armor would appear. My desires would burst through my defenses. I discovered tons of gay porn on the internet, especially erotic stories. These would feed my fantasies and my desires, but not strong enough to break down my barriers, especially after I got married. Then I discovered this site. Quickly, I read stories about bottom just giving in, either with help of poppers or something stronger, and taking cock after cock in their holes. And then I started reading about stories where the bottom took a poz load, and it made my desires stronger and darker... I was in this frame of mind, when my wife decided to take a 10 day vacation to the beach. I would have the house to myself. I promised myself I would behave and use logic to defeat my desires. However, fate changed that a bit. It started with going to an abs book store, and getting some poppers and a big cock dildo. I thought logic would defeat my desires, since if I could not take a dildo without pain, then it was end my desire to be a bottom. However, watching videos of men being barebacked while massaging my ass and using the dildo did not produce the desired result. I enjoyed it and each day after work, I would watch xtube and play with my ass until I was taking the big fake dick with ease. Then I started looking for a daddy, thinking if I could not find one, then my desires would be defeated. After all, who would want a late 30s white male with a slight gut? Again, I was defeated since more than one man responded to my add and each chipped away at my desires until one commanded me to take a big hit of poppers. As soon as I did so, I received another email from him to type in my address, which I did in a moment of lust. The reply was be ready for daddy in 45 minutes with instructions to be on my bed, ass high in the air, toy in my ass, and watching bareback porn. I could not refuse.. I can not describe the nervousness and fear that coursed through my veins as the minute ticked by. My mind screamed get out of the house. Just take the car and drive, but my body refused to listen. Maybe it was the poppers, or the large fake cock inside me, or just the image on the screen of a daddy fucking a boy. I cannot say which it was but all combined to put me in a nervous trance to obey. That theme took over my psyche. Just obey and all will be well. I just moved to the bed and waited for daddy. While waiting I watched more bareback porn, and soon was moving the dildo with my hand in time with the screen. My body was afire with lust and the excitement overcame nerves. I was about to get fucked. There was nothing I could do to avoid it. Then I heard the front door open and footsteps coming towards me. I turned around. There was my daddy. A man of medium height, “John”, who wore sandals with shorts and a polo shirt. He told me not to move while he shucked his clothes on the floor. My eyes dropped to his cock, a big, wrist thick specimen that made my mouth water. That thing was going inside me?! I could not see how it was possible. Fear started to creep in. John looked at me, perhaps reading my mind, and told me to come to him. He gently pushed me to my knees, and told me to suck his cock. How could I refuse? I wish I could say I sucked cocked like a natural, but I think practice is what makes a good cocksucker. It passed through my lips with ease. The thick mushroom head was in my mouth. I was sucking a cock! I moved my head covering my teeth with my lips. I tried to form a tight seal with my lips. Soon, I felt daddy's hands in my hair and moans escape from his lips. His hips moved gently pushing his cock deeper into my mouth. There was no doubt, no fear. This was what I wanted and needed. My desires had won this battle and I let the lust take over. Then daddy said stop. He asked me to stand up and turn around. I did. A flash of pain gripped my body as daddy removed the dildo from my ass. Daddy then got on to the bed and asked me to get on top of him facing him. Again, the thought obey and all will be well flashed in my mind. I quickly complied with Daddies' request wondering what next would happen. It dawned on me that daddy wanted me to ride him, so I reached for the lube and a condom. Daddy slapped my hand away from the condom. “Daddy only fucks bareback son. Good boys want a raw cock. It will feel better and go in easier.”. It appealed to my logic and again, how could I disobey daddy? With lube applied to his cock, I gently guided Daddies cock to my ass. It did not go in easily... I believed the stories that cocks slide gently into an ass even a virgin ass. That did not happen with me. Sweat broke out across my forehead as I tried to sit on the cock. Each millimeter of lowering my hips rewarded me with sharp pain. I tensed even more as a I vainly tried to take more of the Daddy cock in. How could I not reward Daddy? It seemed hopeless. All my efforts yielded more pain tensing up my muscles. Daddy spoke to me through the pain and gritted teeth I heard: “Boy your body needs this cock..Just relax breath and let Daddy in..Daddy's cock needs your ass..just keep doing that boy..your tight ass feels hot on my cock..that's it..let the Daddy cock in..let Daddy into your ass..”. Those dirty words were poetry to my ears. I so wanted to please Daddy. Despite the pain, I mustered on. Wanting to please my daddy and take his cock in me. Daddy then looked at me and commanded me to take a hit of poppers. Holding the bottle against my nose, Daddy had me take two hits until I felt I could not breathe. Immediately the beating of my heart pumped lust and passion into every cell in my body. My ass relaxed and slowly more of the daddy cock entered into me. The rush from the poppers paled to the knowledge I was taking cock in my ass. Finally, I had a cock in me. My desires were true. How could I have repressed them for so long? As I got lost in this thought, Daddy wanted to change positions. Now I was going to be on the bottom.. What a difference changing positions makes. When I was on top, I could controlled the depth, pace, and angle of sex. Now, Daddy had all the control. It was the natural position for a bottom I think. All I had to do was obey and everything would be well. More commands to breath poppers, and then Daddy thrust into my ass. It was a strong, assertive but gentle thrust. I tensed as his cock went deeper, and then after a burst of pain, pleasure came into being. I had taken Daddy's cock all the way. Slowly, methodically, Daddy started thrusting. Small thrusts brought gasps of pleasure from my body. I could not believe what was happening. Nothing could compare to feeling his cock thrust in to my ass. Deeper and harder went his cock. Daddy's started kissing my neck and moaning into my ear. Daddy was lost in pleasure, but I was lost in ecstasy. I moved my hips to get Daddy in deeper. I wanted to touch my cock , but Daddy slapped my hand away. “Boy..you just focus on my cock..feel it boy..feel it go deep in your ass..feel my cock..” Finally, Daddy picked up the pace even more. I could sense he was going to cum when he stopped.. “Boy, open your mouth..take Daddies cum, take it”. I could not refuse, and Daddies cock passed again into my mouth. “Take my load boy, drink it..Take Daddies cum”. Daddy's cock throbbed. Hot man cream shot into my mouth. I moaned around his cock as I swallowed jet after jet of hot, salty Daddy cum. It was amazing. How could I have not done this earlier? After minutes, Daddy cleaned himself up but told me to remain on the bed. I had not cum yet, and my body was a fire with sexual passion. Daddy knew this and then spoke the following: “Boy, this was only the beginning. You are not done. I want you to get dressed in a pair of your wife's panties and got to Perseus Video across the border. There you will purchase a ticket to the theater, and walk in. You will obey the commands of any Daddy you meet there. Take your poppers and lube. Leave the condoms behind.” I was shocked. I did not expect this. I just wanted to cum and relish the experience that just happened. Instead, I found myself outside the theater walking up wondering what would happen next...

This is exactly how I stared as well. Now any thing goes except for first piss in the morning. Fully agree with bearbandit on that.

Just swallow it. Ive been piss drinker for long time and never felt like puking when serving mens as urinal. I love piss.

come to LA. Have a brother who is poz as well. Yeah, i know. guess how that went over having two poz brothers in one house. Anyway, we like to poz fuck with open minded guys. Just our thing. We love hot, sexy, fuckable, and cool guys. Love, porn, nasty verbal, and we love role play with third. Dont judge, please. naked mark

Here you go, lads - let me know what you think of it... Part II I turned to walk back into the toilets. And stopped. What had just happened? Had he really spoken to me? I touched my neck. It hurt from where he had gripped me by the throat and squeezed. That was real enough. As was my hard cock in my shorts. I turned around again. He had ordered me to leave. I should. I didn't want to risk annoying him. Not because he would hurt me. But because he might not. I looked around and wondered if I could loiter outside the toilets but there was nowhere to stand. The corridor was too narrow and I didn't want to risk it. I was also confused. Did he recognise me from the gym? I didn't think so. He had never noticed me at the gym. Why had he let me stay in the cubicle then? Did he find me attractive. He couldn't, I mused. He was a muscle guy and I clearly wasn't. It was all too confusing. I walked back into the main bar. The lights had been dimmed even more. All around most of the guys were now bollock naked. As I entered hands grabbed for me. I didn't resist as I was lost in thought. But I didn't stop either. I walked to the far end of the bar where I had first seen him. As I turned round a guy knelt in front of me and pull down my rubber shorts. I didn't resist as I felt his hot mouth engulf my cock. My hand automatically went to the back of his head and pulled him deeper onto my hard cock. It felt good. I pulled open my poppers and took a deep hit. Fuck this guy was good. He was swirling his tongue around the head of my cock like an expert as one hand kneaded and pulled gently on my balls. I flattened my hand against the back of his head and slowly started to face fuck him. I looked down. It was the young guy from before. He was damn good at this! No wonder the other guy had been moaning. I put both hands behind his head and pushed deep down his throat. He didn't even gag. The poppers were making me feel all warm and sweaty. I pinched my own nipple and looked up. Guys all around were watching and nodding appreciatively as the young guy serviced my hard cock. I couldn't see him though. A thought flashed through my mind. He was still in the toilets. The centre of attention. And it wasn't with me. My cock started to soften again. I pulled out and looked down at the guy. I leaned down to kiss him and whispered I was sorry. My hands travelled down further to reach for my shorts. They weren't there. I knelt down til I was face to face with the guy as I searched for my shorts. Fuck it. He had slipped them off and now they were no where to be seen. I stood up again. I was bollock naked apart from a rubber cock ring. What the fuck was I going to do? I was going to stay. I was so horned up now that I needed to find some release. I had been bollock naked in clubs before. And I knew that I looked better than I had ever looked before. But what about the muscle guy? I was suddenly angry. Fuck the cunt, I thought. He wasn't around. I was too proud to hang around. Guys here wanted me and they could have me. I pushed my way from the bar and headed into the club proper. As I walked out hands reached for me again and I stopped every time so that I could feel sweaty flesh on my skin. More than once I kneeled down to take a hard cock in my mouth. Savouring the taste of other peoples' sweat and gob and cum on those hard shafts. I savoured the feeling as guys felt my sweaty arse and probed and teased my hole. But I moved away whenever I felt a cock against my arse. No yet. I didn't want to be fucked just yet. The main club was now a seething mass of sex to a hard dance beat. Everywhere men were fucking, sucking and kissing their way into drug-fucked oblivion. As I wasn't high it was like I was standing above them. Observing. Part of me wanted to be in the middle of that drug-fucked orgy but another part of me wasn't so sure I wanted to get that lost. Anyway where would I get drugs now? Just then I saw my mate. He was standing there looking at me. He winked and beckoned me over. "Having fun?" I told him I was horny and needed a 'little help'. He chuckled and reached down into his boot and retrieved a small bullet of paper. "MDMA" he whispered. "Just enough." He winked and walked away. I pulled open the paper and without caring who saw tipped the white powder into my mouth. It was bitter. Very bitter. So I washed it down with my water and then dropped the bottle on the floor. I loved MDMA. It worked quickly and kept me hard. And it didn't take long to take effect. Soon I was wading through walls of flesh. Rubbing against other sweaty bodies. Kissing. Groping. Licking. Sucking. Giving myself totally to the sensations around me. High on drugs. Drunk on poppers. I licked precum from my lips from all the cocks I sucked. I licked the sweat from mens backs and chased it down to their cracks. I buried my face in the pits of men I didn't even look at. It was fantastic. And then suddenly he was there. Watching. Again. I froze as he glared at me. Then I noticed. My mate at his feet. Kneeling there. Eyes glazed over. The muscle guy had his hand on the top of his head. Owning him. My mate looked up at him and smiled. And received a smack around the head for it. My cock stiffened. I felt precum ooze from the head of my cock. That should be me. He raised a finger to his lips as if bidding me to be silent. As if he knew I wanted to scream in frustration that he had chosen my mate over me. I wanted to turn and run but I couldn't . I was stuck to the spot. And suddenly he moved away from the wall and turned away from me. The sea of fucking flesh parted as he continued to walk deeper into the club. My mate tried to stand up and follow him. He was violently pushed away and fell. Lost in a sea of mouths and cocks that buried him. The guy turned around. Stared at me. And winked. Then beckoned me to follow him. I didn't hesitate. I now ignored those same hands and mouths that had been enough until then. Now I was wanted. I followed him into the deepest recesses of the club. I had never ventured this far back before. I had been told this was where the most extreme hardcore sex happened. Guys wild on drugs, high on sex, just wanting to be used. He walked ahead of me. No one touched him. Every so often he would stop and look over his shoulder and smile. Once he stopped just under a dim spotlight and stretched his hands above his back. I watched as the muscles rippled under his sweaty skin. I was in awe. I walked passed men fucking. Fisting. Pissing on one another. All the things that only moments before I craved were no longer important. I was completely focused on following him. Suddenly he stopped. And then he was gone. Nowhere to be seen. I panicked and moved faster. I was at a dead end. Where did he go? It was impossible. I began to panic. I had lost him. Shit. but as my eyes became more accustomed to the gloom I made out a recess on my left. I turned and stood before it. This far back the music was but a dull thud. I heard someone move within. "Get in here fuck boy. Walk until I tell you to stop." I shivered. From fear. And expectation. Gingerly I walked into the gloom. I had no idea where I was walking. Or what I was walking into. The MDMA was at full pelt in my body. I was sweating. I was shaking. I was so hard it hurt. "Stop." I stopped and stood there shivering. "Cold are you fuck boy?" He was behind me. I jumped. I could feel his breath on my shoulder. I started to turn around. "No." He smacked me on the back of my head. Hard. "Don't turn around cunt. Who said you could. I saw you. Whore. Sucking any cock you could. Licking every arse. Gulping cum. Do you think I want me whoreboy to do that?" I shivered. He smacked me on the back on the head. "Answer me" he whispered into my ear. My legs almost gave way as I felt his mouth so close. "No. No Sir." He chuckled. "No. That's right. I decide when my whoreboy needs to perform." Suddenly I felt his fingers trace down my back. I moaned as I felt it trace my spine. "A fittie aren't you my cuntboy." I nodded as his finger slid between my arse cheeks and tease my hole. "Spread your cheeks for me boy. I want to see if this hole has been used. It better not have been." I bent over slightly and spread my cheeks. I hadn't been fucked that night. Or for weeks. I was so tight. I felt his finger push against my hole. I moaned again as he ran his finger over my arse. "Good boy. Not been fucked in a while I would guess." I nodded again. "Good. And taken candy I would guess too?" I nodded again. "Yes sir. Some MDMA." He chuckled. "Gay boy." Suddenly he grabbed me from the back, an arm around my neck and pushed a finger into my mouth. Before I could resist he was rubbing my teeth and gums. The taste was very bitter. "This will be more like it." I don't know why but I struggled which only made him clasp his arms around my chest. I struggled for a while longer until I realised it was useless. He was strong. And whatever he had given me was kicking in. A warmth invaded not only my stomach. But my cock, balls and arse. I could feel the sweat streaming off me. My head was spinning. I could hear the blood rushing through my veins. "Good boy. There doesn't that feel good." I couldn't even nod. He was now standing pressed against me. I could feel his hard cock through his jock pressed against my arse. I pushed back. I wanted his cock. He laughed. "Hungry cunt boy? No. Not yet. Not yet." His hand moved down the front of my body and grabbed my cock. I moaned. He gripped the shaft tight making me moan even louder. "Mmmm. Hard. Feels good in my hand. You will make a good slave boy with a cock like this." I nodded. His hand moved up my body to my neck and squeezed around it. He leaned forward and kissed me gently on the neck. "I am going to fuck you up. You hear me? I am going to own you. You cock. Your arse. Your body. Your mind. Your soul. When I want you I don't give a fuck where you are or who you are with. You will come to me. Immediately. Understood?" I nodded as his hand gripped my neck tighter. "Yes Sir. YES!" My whole body was now burning with desire. For sex. To be used. He moved away. I tried to turn around but he slapped me on the back of my head. "No boy. don't turn around. I know what you need." I winced in anticipation. My hand went to my arse and I wiped sweat off and lubed my hole. "Tell me what you want" he whispered. My mind was reeling. "I want your cock sir. I want you to fuck me. Hard. Harder than ever before Sir. I want you to own my arse." He chuckled. "Good boy. Although I am going to have to teach you to be a better begger. But not tonight. Bend over. Spread your cheeks." I obeyed. I bent over and spread my cheeks. And nothing. I held my breath. Still nothing. I started to turn my head. "DON'T MOVE!" he yelled. Suddenly I felt his arms around my waist and the most agonising pain imaginable as I felt his cock rip into my arse. I yelled from the pain and my knees buckled. He lifted me up and push his cock further into my arse. I tried to push away as he fucked me. It was too much. His cock was ripping a hole in my gut. I retched from the pain and struggled to break free. He held me tight around the waist and continued to plunge in and out of my arse. I began begging him to stop. I told him - begged him - to pull out. Whatever he had given me wasn't dulling the pain. It was intensifying the feeling. Every thrust made lights flare up behind my eyelids. I could hear him grunting with each thrust. His breathing hard and laboured. "Want some poppers cunt boy?" I opened my eyes. I didn't understand. I felt the poppers pushed into my nostril and splash up my nose. I breathed in. Anything to help with the pain. But something was wrong. My mind wasn't working. "Good boy." No. This was wrong. I couldn't understand how he could be fucking me and feeding me poppers. I could feel his breath on my face. And his cock in my arse. Ripping me open with ever deeper thrusts. His cock? No. Not his. I panicked and started to struggle. He realised that I had discovered what was going on and I could hear him laughing. He leaned forward into my face again and grabbed me by the chin. "What fuck boy? Don't you like it? Don't you like being fucked? Used?" He gobbed into my face and smeared it in. The guy fucking me was still driving deep into my arse. He wasn't stopping. The pain was reaching a crescendo in my arse. "Please. Please stop" I begged. He grabbed me by the chin again. "Stop. Isn't this what fuck boy wanted. A cock up his arse?" I moaned. He laughed. "You didn't think I was going to fuck you did you boy. No. You aren't worthy. You think I would put my cock in your arse? After what I've seen tonight. After watching you stare at me in the gym. Lusting after me. Making me the centre of your wank fantasies at home. Me fuck you? No." The guy fucking me pulled me up. And pressed me against his body. His cock, deep in my arse, started to pulse. The muscle guy stood up. "Can you feel it? Can you feel his spunk?" I could. I could feel the guy behind me shaking as he started to cum. I could feel the bristles on his clipped chest. Suddenly I knew who it was. The was the first guy I had seen. He was fucking me. Against my will. He shuddered as I felt his cum shoot into my arse. I tried to move away again but he held me in his iron grip. He licked and kissed the back of my neck as he came. And came. And came. His hot spunk filled my arse. Suddenly I panicked again and writhed desperately to get free. His hand shot forward and grabbed my cock. Squeezing it hard he started to roughly jack me off. I screamed at the sudden pain but he didn't stop. But it didn't take long. A dozen hard sharp twists and suddenly I was shooting spunk. As I shot the guy behind me let me go. I feel to the ground. Into my own spunk. The muscle guy knelt down and grabbed my face. Holding open my mouth he made me taste my own hole - he fingered my sloppy cunt, and then made me lick his hand clean. I lay on the floor in a ball. My arse was fucked raw. My cock was throbbing with pain. Suddenly I felt a boot on my face gently pressing down. "You just might do fuck boi. You might just do." And then he was gone. To be continued...

the "April Showers" Piss parities on the roof of the Mineshaft were so fucking hot and sleazy

For a real visual in front of a room full of pigs...have someone piss into a clear glass. Then, have a couple of men JO into the piss, and it will look like jelly fish "floaters" on in the yellow piss. The visual of yellow piss, esp if its before a lot of beer, and the white cum floating on top is quite a display. Of course, then you drink it in full view of others. Its a great way to let them know what your REALLY into, isnt it?

if a btm asks me to pull out it only makes me want to breed them more a btm is just there for my pleasure not theirs

Swallow, swallow, swallow! Why waste a gift. Damn I love to be pissed on/in. Also like a guy to spit in my mouth...yum!

Like some others here, I got started really young but it wasn't until I was 8 that I got fucked the first time. Two brothers who were neighbors, 10 & 12, did me. Obviously it was the 12 year old who was pumping loads in me. They would do me about any time and any where. About 6 months after they started their older brother, 17, got in on the act too and at 9 I took my first adult dick, 9". Lots of folks might say I was molested and I don't know if the wiring in my head was messed up from earlier (much younger) experiences, but by eight I wanted fucked. When I took the 9" brother it was rape but just barely. I was scared because of the intensity he came at me with but after I calmed a bit I wanted him too. There is more and other places but only about half a dozen times in my life have I ever used a rubber or had one used in me.

I was six and I was fucked by 3 guys youngest was in college, oldest probably in his 40s.